Ascended to become a virtual idol

The elf wrinkled his nose, 【Do you need to continue monitoring. 】

Yan Qiao shook her head, "No need, if it's what I guessed, it might be a clue."

[Does the host want to use him to catch the fish behind? 】

"Learn to be smart," she flicked the elf's ears, remembering what she looked down at the imprint on her wrist, the Xuanyuan bracelet and the virtual profound weapon, the virtual profound weapon hadn't moved since that day, and the Xuanyuan bracelet Also fell into silence.

If it wasn't for the fact that the secret realm was still under her control, she would have thought that something had happened. As for the ai light brain e of the mysterious weapon, it was really like a big brother, as immovable as a mountain.

Here, Fu Yong stopped in his tracks as soon as he returned to the Ability Meeting. There was a man in black robe standing in front of him, and that man's eyes fell on him without emotion.

Ming Lao hurried over, "My lord, why are you here?"

This lord is very special. Fu Yong has met him several times. It is said that he is the Lord's most trusted partner. Yes, he is a partner rather than a subordinate. The difference between him and them can be seen from the weight of these two words.

It's just that he doesn't appear often. The first time he appeared was to inform Fuyong to enter the supernatural society. The second time was when the Lord recognized Fuyong. They met briefly. The third time was when he wanted Fuyong to follow him to Xuanyuan. the fourth time.

He didn't pay attention to Ming Lao, but walked towards Fuyong step by step. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but at that moment, Fuyong had a feeling of being penetrated.

He didn't retreat, but just looked up lightly, until a pair of powerful big hands fell on his shoulders, and the cold words sounded, "You are fine."

Ming was stunned for a moment, and finally stood aside with his head bowed, only Fuyong felt a terrifying sight, passing across his skin inch by inch.

At this moment, he seemed to be stripped clean. He slowly stepped back and broke free from the shackles of those hands. He lowered his eyes and said calmly, "Thank you for your compliment, my lord."

He called out to be an adult, but his tone was neither humble nor overbearing. Even if he lowered his eyes, he straightened his back with his own arrogance.

Then, a strange laugh overflowed, and old Ming's forehead was sweating, and the voice sounded again, "I...we like you very much. Even if Yan Qiao enters the supernatural society in the future, your position will not be shaken."

He seemed to be very happy, and his voice became more turbulent, which surprised Ming Lao a little.

Fu Yong laughed, "Yan Qiao didn't want to come in, I'm afraid it was a waste of effort."

"No, for the sake of Xuanyuan, she will also come to participate in the power meeting, just like you back then," the voice returned to indifference, even with a hint of strength and disdain.

The smile on the corner of Fu Yong's mouth didn't disappear, but became a little more gentle, "Well, I'm looking forward to it."

"What a coincidence, we are all looking forward to it," the man disappeared after finishing speaking, leaving his life behind for a long time.

In the end, Ming Lao raised his head and looked at Fu Yong complicatedly, "My lord's words are recognition of your status."

Fu Yong stepped forward slowly, "Without these words, my position would not be shaken."

His eyes seemed to be in the distance, but he sneered from the bottom of his heart. He had a premonition that no matter whether it was the old man or this lord's plan, it might not come true. They all guessed a little wrong. not like.

Even though they had only been in contact for a short time, Fu Yong knew that none of these people had really seen through that person, and their seemingly arrogant strength and publicity had never been a sign of confidence in their own strength.

Yan Qiao must have other trump cards and strengths hidden. Her strength is beyond the expectations of the supernatural society, including the master who has no plans.

Fuyong didn't stop walking, and soon entered his yard, leaving him alone to stand for a long time, he raised his hand subconsciously to make calculations but froze for a second, put his hand down for a long time, he forgot It's over, her own fate has been destroyed in Yan Qiao's hands, and everything about Xuanyuan is out of their control.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but wonder, is Yan Qiao really so easy to control, is what the lord said true?Just thinking about it like this made his complexion change a few times, he was really oppressed by Fu Yong and went crazy, how dare he think like this.

He hurriedly turned around and chased after Fuyong, "Fuyong, wait for me, I have something to tell you!"

Not long after the two left, a thin voice appeared, and her long, disheveled hair was blown around, "Yan Qiao?" The woman tilted her head slightly, with a playful look in her eyes.

Hearing this name again, her eyes were a little joyful. All the existences that could cause headaches for supernatural powers were all her favorites, and so was Fu Yong in the past. Thinking of this, her eyes darkened.

Fu Yong, this useless traitor, was instigated just like that. She dragged her body and turned around, only to see a man in a black robe.

Luo Yi giggled twice, "Are you going to kill me?" Her tone was a little excited, and there was a bit of pleasure in her eyes.

The black robe took a few steps forward, his cold eyes fell on her face, "No."

Luo Yi smiled sharply, "You can't kill me, don't think I don't know what you guys think, it doesn't matter, if you kill me once, I will appear again next time, like a shadow."

The man in black stretched out his hand, and finally took it back slowly as if patiently, "Sooner or later, you will completely belong to the Ability Society."

Luo Yi smiled sinisterly, and his thin facial features looked a little scary, "Impossible, I'm here when Xuanyuan is."

"Xuanyuan will disappear."

"Hahahahahaha," Luo Yi laughed crazily, "Whimsical and greedy people always try to get their hands on things that don't belong to them."

She smiled and turned around, "It's okay, I'll wait to see what happens to you, and I will always be by your side, like a shadow."

In Xidu, several magicians muttered, "By the way, can you take care of that crazy woman over there in Xuandu?"

"Don't worry, who dares to care, she is someone the Lord has tried so hard to control, you want to die, tell her."

The magician's brows and eyes were a little irritable, "Xuanyuan looks like this now..."

Another magician gave him a cold look, "What does Xuanyuan look like? Don't you understand some things after staying here for so long? Treat yourself as a young man."

Hearing that the magician stopped talking, he lowered his head silently, "I understand."

"Don't worry, Xuandu will not allow Xuanyuan to continue. They are monks of metaphysics themselves, and they know the power of metaphysics best. How could they allow their status to be shaken?"

Speaking of this, the magicians are a little depressed. Although Beixue looks like a powerful, most powerful and most desirable country outside, only those in the Ability Association understand that here they are being overwhelmed by the metaphysics of Xuandu. How miserable it is to suppress.

But fortunately, Xuandu's group of idiots killed Xuanyuan by themselves, it's really good for their own people to kill their own people.