Ascended to become a virtual idol

Chapter 231
"Hiding the world," Yan Qiao read these words.

"Yes, since I escaped from the world, there is no news."

At this time, the live broadcast has ended, and this live broadcast can be regarded as a prelude.

In the northern snow, Karen felt for his position. No one could take away the place he had sat for so long.

During the power meeting, Ming Lao finally made up his mind to adopt Fu Yong's suggestion last time, and if he didn't make a move, he would really be gone.

Wei Ping, who was in Beixue, received another mission. He put away the spell in his palm, "Order, Beixue's expansion is suspended. I'm going to Xuanyuan."

"Yes."

His half-length hair covered his cheeks. Wei Ping's eyes fell on Xuanyuan in the distance, and a ruthless look appeared in his eyes. After returning to his hometown after many years, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yina crushed the wine glass in her hand, "Portia, you have to remember, don't listen to advice like your father."

Portia nodded. She knew that her father had suddenly changed his allegiance.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Yina's mouth. Others don't know the details of Ming Lao, how can she still not know? Ever since he failed to attack Xuanyuan at night, Ming Lao has lost his status as the representative of the president of the supernatural power society.

Now that Xuandu's Changyou is out of the mountain, he is probably in a hurry to go to the doctor.

Puppet Song stood by the window, "Isn't it okay to be old?"

Hearing her question, Yina's smile became brighter, and she curled her hair with her fingers, "He, now he is just an old thing in a hurry to save his life, and it is useless."

She leaned on the sofa, "In Xuandu today, Fuyong and Changyou each occupy one side, and Ming Lao is already out."

She thought of something, her eyes were cold, "Especially Fu Yong, he is a ruthless person."

A look of apprehension appeared in her eyes, "Changyou is not a person who will take care of things lightly, and more often sits on the cloud platform to watch the show, and Fuyong's goal is obviously directed at that position, and he seems to be capable. Back then, the elders of Xuandu Thinking that he wanted to control him when he was young, who would have thought that Xuandu would almost be bloodbathed by him."

When she said this, there was a dark color in her eyes, "He has a face like a Buddha's son, a heart like a snake and a scorpion, with a gesture of compassion, but he is the most ruthless in his strikes. Speaking of which, he survived his hands and is still safe and sound." Yes, there seems to be only one Yan Qiao."

She sat up straight suddenly, "Yan Qiao, when did Xuanhui raise it? If Fuyong didn't grow up, what scruples do he have in doing it?"

She propped her chin up, "Sure enough, Xuanyuan is Xuanyuan, and a strong man with extraordinary background will speak out."

Puppet Song didn't reply, she leaned against the window and looked at Ben Ying's brother and sister, although she couldn't hear their words, her eyes were extremely cold.

Portia leaned over, but after all she had only practiced for a short time, so she couldn't match Puppet Song's eyesight, so she looked away after a while.

Yina's message was quickly sent out, "Don't fall for this exchange meeting, and if necessary, you can provoke those two idiots from Ben Ying's family to take action."

Puppet Song turned his head, "I know."

Yina suddenly said, "Puppet song, you have to learn to control hatred, they are just stepping stones on your growth path, you can remember but don't fall into it."

The puppet song was silent for a while, "I know, but it's always hard to calm down every time I see it."

Yina also understood her thoughts, after all, she became a dark magician through a sacrifice initiated by hatred.

"As long as the plan is not destroyed, you can dispose of the brothers and sisters as you please," she said, always being a little more tolerant towards women.

There was a slight smile on the corner of Puppet Song's mouth, "Thank you."

Yina waved her hand, "Don't thank me, it's just a matter of convenience."

During the Metaphysics Society, Elder Feng put down the materials, "Beixue's side has a force to act."

President Ke raised his head, "Oh? It seems that the first one to lose his temper is the Ability Society."

"Changyou is coming tomorrow, are you sure Elder Fu will be fine?" Elder Feng was still worried.

"Mr. Fu knows that in his heart. He has been guarding that place for so many years and never comes out because he is afraid of Fu Changyou's attack. After all, he is different from others. If one day he really regains his senses, the pain of killing his younger brother with his own hands will be enough to make him collapse," Ke said. The president sighed.

"Compared to other cultivators of the Ability Society, Changyou has no other extreme behaviors except for losing his feelings. The most ruthless thing is to be imprisoned..." She paused, "Forget it, I will do it for the Ability Society." What reason do people look for?"

President Ke shook his head, "I'm not looking for a reason, it's because he really didn't do anything."

"If it wasn't for Yan Qiao, I'm afraid Mr. Fu would have died in the Library Pavilion," Elder Feng murmured.

"By the way, what do you think about the tavern?" Chairman Ke changed the topic.

"I actually think that not only various forces are involved in this matter, but also people from the Metaphysics Society are involved," Elder Feng told his thoughts.

President Ke closed his eyes and sighed, "Indeed, the most likely one is Mo Ke."

"Mo Ke has been away these years, and no one knows about his power development, let alone the source of his weird classics." Elder Feng has always had a dislike for that hypocrite.

"His purpose hasn't emerged yet, and he hasn't played all the cards, and I have a feeling that once he is killed, Metaphysics will be in trouble. It's safer to keep it," President Ke rubbed the space between his brows.

Elder Feng thought deeply after hearing the words, "Cultivator's sense is always the most accurate, so you really can't act rashly."

"Do you want to get to the bottom of this matter with Yan Qiao?" Elder Feng remembered something and said.

President Ke nodded, "It is really necessary, lest she be caught off guard."

"So, I'll go look for her in a while, and just drop by to see how the metaphysics department is doing. They can't always stay in the temporary residence," Elder Feng said with a smile.

"Hahaha, now Yan Qiao has a more sense of belonging in Xuanyuan," President Ke stroked his short beard, smiling a bit like a fox.

They were well aware of Yan Qiao's arrival, but no one revealed it. After all, no one knew more about Xuanyuan's inheritance than these old fellows.

As for Yan Qiao, they believed that God had given Xuanyuan vitality, so they naturally had to take good care of the bargaining chip and let Yan Qiao take root in Xuanyuan bit by bit.

"The president has put all his heart and soul into this matter," Elder Feng said with emotion.

President Ke snorted, "It's just for a way out, Yan Qiao is here in Xuanyuan."

At this time, Wu circled around Yan Qiao, 【Adopter, the fluctuation of the life body at the border has completely disappeared, and I feel threatened. 】

The smile on the corner of Yan Qiao's mouth disappeared, "You don't want to make any moves these days, stay at ease in the virtual space."

She touched the imprint on her wrist subconsciously, "Stay safe in the space of e."

Wu nodded. Although it is a living body, it is also afraid of death, especially when it sees similar corpses.

(End of this chapter)