Ascended to become a virtual idol

Luo Yi nodded in satisfaction, "That's good, I'm afraid he will leave after my person comes out."

She twirled the jug with her fingers, "You guys, your life is still good, you waited and waited until you got a Yan Qiao."

Her eyes fell on Yan Qiao, and there was some joy in her eyes, but also some sadness, "Your road ahead is destined to be bumpy, and the supernatural power will regard you as a thorn in the flesh, and the most fearful thing is that you will be trapped for half your life like me."

The smile on President Ke's face froze, and he looked at Yan Qiao worriedly.

Yan Qiao's heart was wide-eyed, "I was prepared when I came here. If I had been worried, I wouldn't be so high-profile. I will never be afraid of the danger in the future."

"Hahahahaha, I am worrying unnecessarily," she put down the jug, "Good girl, you are so rare."

"Master Luo, do you want to meet them..." Chairman Ke asked hesitantly.

"Now is not the time. After I leave, the supernatural power will think that I am dead. Sometimes I have to hide the hole cards." She licked her lips, and a trace of bloodthirsty flashed across her eyes.

"That's fine, I'm in front of the stage and you are behind the scenes," Yan Qiao looked farther than Chairman Ke, and understood the thoughts of the ancestor in front of him better.

"That's right, sometimes the unknown is also a kind of horror. I practice reincarnation, and some things are more convenient." She closed her eyes, and the eyebrows became a little sharper.

President Ke sighed, "I understand."

Luo Yi opened his eyes and looked at him, "Don't think that you are wronged or not, it's really wronged me to care about this immediate matter at this time."

President Ke's heart was revealed, and he was a little embarrassed, "I understand, I am too indecisive."

"As long as you can figure it out, you must be careful about everything at critical moments," Luo Yi nodded in satisfaction.

She got up at this moment, "Okay, I'm used to it by myself, and I don't need to arrange other things, I will show up when I have something to do."

She patted President Ke on the shoulder, and the whole person disappeared without a trace. Yan Qiao felt that there was no breath, as if everything just now was their illusion.

President Ke was in a daze, "I never thought that I could see Luo Zu again. At the beginning, it was said that she was dead..."

"It's a good thing, isn't it? Xuanyuan also has more confidence," Yan Qiao put down the teacup.

President Ke nodded, "That's right, this is a good thing," he cheered up again, "My brain almost went astray again."

In the reception hall, Changyou crushed the tea bowl in front of him, he raised his hand to make a formula, and Fuyong came over after a while.

"Elder," he lowered his hand and said in a very respectful tone.

Changyou raised his eyes slightly, "Let him come out."

Fu Yong raised his head with a gentle look, "He's been feeling a little unwell recently, I'm afraid he won't be free to come out."

Changyou took a look at him, then snorted, "Forget it, news has just come out from the Supernatural Society that Luo Yi has defected."

There seemed to be a stream of light in Fu Yong's eyes, "Oh? Is it dead or alive?"

The tea was thick with mist, and he raised his hand to Fuyong, "Sit down, why do you and I put on such a show?"

Fu Yong smiled slightly, and sat down respectfully, "Fu Yong dare not."

Changyou took a sip of tea, "Dead, turned into blood on the spot in front of the gate of the Ability Society."

There was some regret in Fu Yong's eyes, "That's a pity, I never saw it again in the past."

Changyou twirled her fingers, "You can't enter the supernatural society in life, and you can find a moment of freedom even in death. It's worth it for her."

He drooped his lower eyelids, "The elder seems to think highly of her."

"The whole supernatural society is like stagnant water without waves. In the past, there were always some waves when she was there. Now that the waves have been annihilated, it really becomes a..." Before he finished speaking, his eyes were as calm as ever.

The corner of Fuyong's mouth turned into a smile, "It's just like this all the time."

He raised his hand and drank the tea in his cup, "I will keep the elder's reminder in mind, so I won't bother you."

He got up and bowed his head respectfully, but he showed negligence everywhere, looking at his back, Changyou's expression was neither sad nor happy.

The tea mist in the cup stained his eyebrows and eyes, making it difficult to see clearly for a moment, but soon the mist dissipated, revealing a somewhat mysterious look in those double pupils.

In the past, he liked to wear the black python suit most, which showed a bit of fierceness, but now he wears white jade hairpins and a long silver gown, and his whole person is as inhuman as ice and snow.

Fu Yong went out the door and stood outside the verandah for a long time, his eyes fell to the cirrus clouds in the sky, then he retracted his eyes and walked away.

As soon as he arrived in the small hall, he saw that Ming Lao was already waiting there, and when he saw him coming, he quickly got up, "What's the matter, come to me in a hurry."

"The news of the opening of Beixue's Rare Treasure Pavilion, I want you to add fire to it, and you must let Yan Qiao participate in this exhibition," Fu Yong said, and Ming Lao guessed what it was.

"They are forcing her..."

Fu Yong took the tea from the old man, "Luo Yi died, and died in front of the gate of the Supernatural Society."

Old Ming's brows twitched, "How can a good person die?" His voice was a little dry.

"When Luo Yi is dead, Yan Qiao will have to enter the supernatural club even more. My lord won't give her much time." Fu Yong put down his teacup, his expression a little unpredictable.

"I see, I will let Wei Ping find a way to join in," Ming Lao stopped asking, and accepted the task given by Fu Yong.

Fu Yong nodded, "The next thing is the end of the exchange meeting."

Ming Lao heard that the marks between his eyebrows were a little heavy, "I thought this exchange meeting would be the highlight, but who would have thought that some things would just pass in such an anticlimactic manner."

"Originally yes, who knew that this kind of thing would happen, Yingdu is also clever but was mistaken by cleverness, Beixue's mentality was affected, so even if she loses, Sakura may not be invincible in a fight, maybe she will win a game, but why? The leader is an idiot," he said sarcastically.

"Beicai and Benying have been enemies for generations, and this time may not be the result of a game between the two parties," Ming Lao guessed.

"Beixue's place is even more bizarre. The exchange meeting was planned ahead of time by Karen on purpose, but this time he only sent two high-powered magicians. None of Beixue's 29 talented magicians have appeared," Ming Lao said, his eyes widening. Some puzzled.

A smile appeared on the corner of Fuyong's mouth, "As a result of Beixue's internal struggle for power, I'm afraid the forces on that side can't bear it anymore."

Ming Lao was still wondering which side it was at first, but when he saw Fu Yong's smile, a flash of inspiration suddenly came to his mind, "Beixue's family of witches!"

Fu Yong nodded, "It's them. Normally, they look down on Beixue's Association of Magicians. Now that they have made the exchange meeting like this, how could those witches give up on it?"

"Then it will be quite lively. I don't know if they will have a hand in the opening of the Pavilion of Rare Treasures this time," Ming Lao's eyes flashed. (end of this chapter)