Ascended to become a virtual idol

"How to say it now, we can see clearly, let's keep it for now and see what he wants to do," President Ke made a final decision.

Elder Feng nodded, "Just send them a letter when the time comes."

"Okay, as long as you know what's in your mind," Elder Pu waved his hand, "I'm going for a stroll, let's see what those little bastards are doing."

In the live broadcast room, Ike's hexagram ended, and the next one was drawn immediately.

This time, I just won the lottery, and the newsletter over there can't wait to come in after I read my name.

The screen moved, and a man in a magic robe appeared.

#Hey, drive so fast!
The person who came was a member of the Magic Association. He looked at Yan Qiao and slightly hooked his lips, "Great Brother Xuanyuan, I'm coming to the Magic Association, Oren. Nice to meet you."

Beixue was really on guard against Xuanyuan, but the other side rushed over immediately after finishing the calculation, and there were a lot of IPs from Beixue in the background, which was really ugly.

"I don't know what your Excellency wants," her tone was still as calm as water.

A gleam flashed in Oren's eyes. They hated Yan Qiao extremely, especially that Yan Qiao had lifted the curse that they had sentenced to death and hadn't been punished yet.

This made them hold their breath, and when Yan Qiao drew the second hexagram, they took a group of people to squat to guard, and it was bound to make her look good.

Just now, a magician under his hand got a spot, and he took it immediately. Seeing Yan Qiao's pretentious appearance, a smear of malice flashed in his eyes, "I heard that Brother Yan is proficient in all fortune-telling and mystic arts. Come and ask me a question or two."

#This looks like asking ghost letter~

#Upstairs don't insult ghosts!

#鬼: Yes yes yes, you are lofty and you are amazing, I give all the trust!

#笑的roll!

Oren obviously also saw the barrage in the live broadcast room, a haze flashed across his eyes, and he became angry, "Xuanyuan's way of hospitality is really insightful."

Yan Qiao laughed lightly when she heard the words, she raised her eyebrows slightly, "Naturally, we have different ways of dealing with different guests. After all, we may not be able to be well-mannered when facing evil guests. Or is it said that Magician Oren still kneels down when facing evil people?" Give him one."

She said with a playful look in her eyes, "If that's the case, then I have to say, Magician Oren is really flexible."

"Bang!" Oren couldn't help but patted the table, "Yan Qiao, don't be too arrogant!"

Yan Qiao raised her eyebrows, "I'm just arrogant, so what can you do to me?"

She leaned back lazily, "There are five people and six people pretending, isn't it just a trick of Bei Xue, so I can't wait to find fault, it seems that you don't have much confidence in your own magic Woolen cloth."

"Huh, you are eloquent," Oren snorted disdainfully, without putting on an air, "Aren't you very confident in Xuanyuan's mystical arts? Then why make your mortals believe in Beixue's magic balls and Carlo cards?"

Yan Qiao gave him a weird look, and clicked his tongue softly, "Why not? Xuanyuan has always been tolerant of everything, and occasionally wants to secretly play with a few things from other places. I don't know because your things are no longer good. Woolen cloth."

#Hahahahaha can't hold back!

#No problem, what happened to me playing Carlo cards!
#That’s right, we call it all-inclusive!
#Ouch, of course I don’t understand some stingy things~
To be honest, Oren told them that they were a little nervous at the beginning, but in the end, Yan Qiao said that everything was inclusive, and when he thought about this moment and that moment, his confidence immediately returned.

Yan Qiao glanced at the barrage, and smiled with satisfaction. She still remembers the first time she met Yingdu Onmyoji to provoke her, the barrage was so frustrating, but now it has changed so brightly, it can be seen that the efforts these days are definitely not in vain .

Cultural confidence, they also have Xuanyuan, and in the face of Beixue's provocation and malice, they also have more capital to speak out proudly.

Oren looked a little ugly, and he snorted coldly, "If this is the case, then ask Brother Yan to do the divination for me. If the calculation is not accurate, I have to wonder whether Brother Yan's divination is accurate or not."

Yan Qiao didn't change his face, "Then tell me what you want to be. My divination is never empty. If some people have a hard time, don't say that I bully others."

Oren randomly pulled a person next to him over, "Find out when her love will come!"

It was a woman with lake green eyes. At this moment, she slapped Oren's hand away, "Clean your hands and feet."

Oren didn't mind either, and looked at Yan Qiao maliciously.

Yan Qiao glanced at the woman, then raised her eyebrows slightly, "My husband died unexpectedly, your love died a long time ago."

"Hahahahaha," Oren burst out laughing, "Come on, Mary tell her where your husband is."

He smiled and realized something was wrong, and suddenly turned his head to look at the expressionless Mary, "Mary!" He raised his voice!
Mary raised her head and smiled coquettishly, "I miscalculated, isn't my love here? As for my husband, Oren is my future husband."

Ao Lun proudly put his arms around Mary's waist, "Xuanyuan has a saying that is suitable for Brother Yan, it is for fame."

The corners of Yan Qiao's mouth rose slightly, "I said that my hexagrams never go empty. Living with my enemy every day must be very tiring."

The smile on Oren's face restrained, "Still playing tricks," he said with disdain in his eyes.

"I still have a hexagram. You will die soon after today."

As soon as this sentence fell, Oren's smile stopped abruptly, and the entire live broadcast room exploded.

#Mom!Killing your husband with your hands?
I saw that not long after Yan Qiao finished saying the sentence of dying, Mary, who was held in his arms, shot instantly. Oren had almost no strength to fight back, and his neck was crooked.

#Mom yeah, this is so exciting!

Mary stood up expressionlessly and pushed the man away. She stared at Yan Qiao with lake green eyes, and suddenly laughed, "What a powerful monk."

She took out her handkerchief and wiped her hands, "Okay, the magician who hunted me is coming too, I look forward to seeing you next time, little monk."

At the last second of her Gua video, a sentence came, "Thank you for your live broadcast, which allowed me to kill my enemy in front of so many people."

#this this...

#想早早, fortunately, Qiaoer’s live broadcast was classified into the category of metaphysics of horror~
Yan Qiao let out a breath. When Oren turned on the video, he saw that his lifeline was retreating rapidly, and facing the enemy was of course the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves.

#So, this is a story where he loves her, she loves him, and he kills him and robs her!

Fortunately, it is the era of spiritual energy, otherwise this group of people might be scared into something.

#You are not afraid!Faced with this incident, my heart is still beating a lot.