Ascended to become a virtual idol

Chapter 128 Of course there is an expert behind it

"From now on, live a good life." Chairman Ke looked up, his eyes were shining, and he looked at everyone with relief.

#The president is really kind.

The live broadcast also ends here, and the next step is the construction and settlement of Yunya.

President Ke handed over these matters to Xie Sui and Xiong Du. After all, they were responsible for them from the beginning, and most of the former monks of the Metaphysics Society stationed here had died. President Ke took them back to the place for burial.

Wu restored the list of branches here, which is considered to have lived up to their struggle.

There are also some controlled monks who have lost their cultivation bases and aptitudes for a long time. They decided to take up this burden, quit the Xuan Society and voluntarily join the Supervising Guards to protect Xuanyuan with mortal bodies.

Although Yunya is still in a downturn, everyone will work together to recover one day.

At least they are full of hope now, and they are no longer half-dead.

But at this time, the supernatural power society, Ming Ming's old beard was trembling, "It's just that one elite was killed, that's... that's the one chosen by the Lord, and he just died in Xuanyuan for no reason."

Another old man in a purple robe was a little impatient, "What can I do, don't forget that you let him go there secretly, it's already forbidden."

Another red-robed elder frowned, "That's not what you said. Xuanyuan is nothing. If you say kill it, you will kill it. Don't forget that Hinayana is also a genius that the superpowers will focus on cultivating."

Old Ming nodded heavily, "That's right, Xuanyuan left his life for no reason, and he has to get it back no matter what."

Another yellow-robed elder released a virtual screen, "This is the justice you want to seek. Xuanyuan pulled this matter away without any cover."

The replay of today was directly on the screen, and the expressions of all the elders were a little ugly after seeing this scene.

The elder in Huangpao sneered, "Idiot, give them a handle."

Old Ming's eyes deepened, and he subconsciously glanced at Fu Yong who was sitting in the dark, his drooping eyes covered the emotions in his eyes.

The red-robed elder kept knocking on the table, "Xuanyuan is so disregarding face, tearing off his face in front of those mortals."

The old man in yellow robe knew that he was not giving up when he looked like that, so he opened the comments and showed it to him, "Think about it carefully, this singing directly won the popularity of that President Ke, and also made the Xuanyuan Society's status in Xuanyuan. more solid."

Elder Zipao also leaned over to look, then slowly narrowed his eyes, "Is there someone behind Xuanyuan?"

"They have always had barriers with those mortals, but now they lower their posture time and time again, saying that there is no expert behind them, who will believe it?" Another black-robed elder who had been silent all this time opened his mouth.

His words also made several irritable elders fall into deep thought. The smile on Old Ming's mouth was fleeting, and he lowered his head, still looking distressed.

The black-robed elder saw Fuyong in the dark from the corner of his eye, and shook his head slightly. These guys still couldn't see through, and the Lord deliberately pulled Fuyong out to fight that Yan Qiao.

It is obvious that the future successor will be chosen among the two of them, but these three idiots still want to fight for power, and they did not see the side gang with a bright life, and a few other elders who deliberately avoided, they are stupid, Specifically hit the knife.

Seeing that he couldn't make a sound, he couldn't be killed by Fu Yong before Yan Qiao came.

Let them focus on Yan Qiao first, and then slowly plan the follow-up. He vaguely feels that this genius is even worse than Fu Yong.

The corner of Fuyong's mouth curled up into a mocking smile, he leaned gently on the back of the chair and watched them argue leisurely, his face that should have been like a celestial jade added a bit of evil spirit.

The black-robed elder looked away and couldn't help sighing inwardly. It seemed that Fu Yong was determined to push them out to confront Yan Qiao.

There was a flash of struggle on his face, some hesitation in his eyes, whether to help or not, Yan Qiao's figure flashed in his mind, the elder in black robe gritted his teeth, that's all, he slowly closed his eyes, and chose to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

So the smile on the corner of Fu Yong's mouth deepened, and he waited for those three idiots to speak.

Sure enough, Elder Huangpao was the first to speak, "Fuyong, you are also a monk of Xuanyuan, tell me how much you know about Yan Qiao after you have stayed in Xuanyuan for so long?"

Fu Yong smiled meaningfully, "A lot, of course a lot, I only know that she is very strong, at least I am not even an opponent."

Hearing this, there was a clear flash of joy in their eyes, and the three of them looked at each other, pretending to be calm and said, "That's it, you have to practice more, so that you won't be too proud in the future when you enter the superpower. It would be bad if you neglected your senior brother."

Fu Yong naturally understood their eyebrows and eyes, he smiled lightly, his tone was unclear, "The elders said so."

"In this way, let's pass a topic to Beixue, and just say that there is only one place for the next power conference, so let them prepare well." Elder Zipao said in a dark tone.

"Oh? If you're like this, if those old guys in Xidu find out, I'm afraid they'll hunt you down." Ming Lao pretended to say so.

The purple-robed elder said in a mocking tone, "Xidu, those crooked people, what else can they do, but they are just lingering and saving their lives. How can the Lord have the courage to refute something that the Lord has given up a long time ago?"

Mr. Ming agrees with this sentence, although he deliberately mentions things for selfish reasons, but he really looks down on those things.

"Beixue's family is now the only one, and their hearts have grown up. They try to control our Xuandu, and they don't want to think about who was beaten so hard." Elder Zipao said in a disdainful tone.

Ming Lao nodded. Although they joined the supernatural society and were loyal to the supernatural society, they never felt that metaphysics was bad.

"By the way, what is Xuanyuan's inheritance?" Speaking of this matter, not only they were puzzled, but Fu Yong and Ming Lao were equally confused.

"Back then, the heavenly secret was blocked," the black-robed elder pointed vaguely at the top of his head, "Xuanyuan's rules have also been changed a bit. Normally, things that are detested and cursed are easily broken."

Mr. Ming immediately regained his energy, and he smiled mysteriously, "Of course that did it." His deceptive appearance aroused the dissatisfaction of several people.

Ming Lao didn't continue to circle around, and smiled, "There is a saying that goes well, the higher you climb, the worse you fall. I have read enough miserable books these days, and that one just wants to have something new."

A few people suddenly realized, only Fuyong glanced inexplicably at Ming Lao who was somewhat proud, his downcast eyes covered the sarcasm in his eyes, and his face was still calm.

Speaking of this, he ordered the elders to bow to the top of their heads with devout faces, not to mention how loyal they were.

Fu Yong didn't bother to look at them, got up and left quietly, walked out of the gate of Xuandu, and stopped when he saw a witch sitting on the wall...

(End of this chapter)