Ascended to become a virtual idol

Ben Sakuraigi watched his son's eyes flash with a touch of ruthlessness, and then was covered by the gentleness on his face, "Fudu, don't worry, father will take this responsibility for you, the position of president must be It will be yours."

Ben Sakuraiki's words made Ben Yingfu stunned, he looked up in disbelief, "Father, you..."

"That's all I can do for you as a father. After attending the succession ceremony, I will pass on the position to you as a father. From then on, remember to put cherry blossoms first!" He held his son's shoulders and confessed his last words. look.

Ben Yingfu was moved to tears, "Father, my son will live up to your teachings."

No matter how old he is, he still has a stupid innocence, which really makes people wonder what to say, but this is what Sakuraigi wants, so naturally he doesn't care whether he is smart or not.

When Ben Yingzhitao saw the news, countless thoughts quickly flashed through her mind. She didn't directly take part in the murder of the puppet song, she just helped a small favor and was extremely concealed. Dadian's own father would not let his uncle stay here alone.

Due to his father's extreme love for his elder brother, Ben Yingqian guessed that he would definitely not let the whole of Ben Ying's mansion go, of course there is no absolute thing in case his father went crazy.

With all kinds of plans in her mind, she just waited for her father to speak. She scratched the lid of the cup with her fingers, and she was doomed to be unable to calm down if she couldn't find the position she wanted.

Yan Qiao lowered her eyes, the plan was faster than she thought, it can only be said that Ben Ying's house was too chaotic, and this situation was caused by unwillingness everywhere.

She has also observed some onmyojis in the past few days, and found that they still have resentment and reluctance, even jealousy when they mention Xuanyuan. They have never given up coveting Xuanyuan's classics and inheritance.

The situation was broken, and after that everything was involuntary, and the Beicai palace was also not peaceful. After learning that the puppet king had succeeded to the throne, the king of Beicai happily drank a few sips of wine, "Hahahaha, that old guy Ben Ying, and today !"

The puppet song released this matter, and then regardless of the reactions of the various forces, she gathered the power in her hands with peace of mind. She also has ambitions and naturally wants to do better than Karen.

She also told Xuanyuan about the power association. After all, she couldn't bear such a big matter alone. After this incident, the group of people in Beixue's power center understood one thing, that the power will not stop It is the enemy of Xuanyuan, but the common enemy of all human beings.

No one can bear to be trapped as soon as he wakes up. After all, what happened to Karen and the elders is too scary. Even if he knows that a medium is needed, the power will be so powerful. Forced to become the next Karen.

The alliance between Xuanyuan and Beixue still counts, but it’s not easy to intervene in Yingdu, and they are all focused on the ability society. Thinking of this, the two big bosses talked and met, and finally decided to put Yingdu down for the time being. They played without Sakura, it was too chaotic inside them, unless someone in power completely suppressed everything.

The two sides are going on in full swing, and they are rarely locked together, but the supernatural society in the center of the storm doesn't know it yet.

The president who hadn't shown up all year round was furious at this time, and all the seeds of "it" died, which caused "it" to generate great anger at being provoked, and hide deep fear.

Who is able to kill the seed, this is his trump card and secret, now being destroyed makes "it" have a sense of insecurity of being stared at from the dark.

Changyou was called over, and watched "it" go crazy with cold eyes. The vibration of the ground and the flying of its tentacles told Changyou how angry "it" was.

After a long time, Changyou said slowly, "This kind of method is likely to come from your kind."

The black tentacles stopped slowly and moved little by little for a long time, when a strange voice sounded, "Impossible! My group is gone."

Changyou smiled indifferently, "Then who is right, otherwise how should I explain it?"

The ground was wriggling, and soon countless eyes opened densely and stared at Chang You. If it was so dense, it would be frightening to death if it was another person, but he didn't change his face, "If the president doesn't believe it, then I can't help it."

"Changyou, do you want to disobey me too!" The voice was angry and sharp, and the vibration from the bottom of the feet became more and more obvious.

Changyou looked calm, "How could it be? My heart for the president has never changed."

"You really think I don't know what you're doing behind the scenes," the black figure appeared again.

"The president has great powers, so naturally he knows everything, Chang You dare not hide anything," he said in a calm tone without any fear in it.

"Do you really think that I dare not kill you? If you die, I still have thousands of supernatural beings, and you are nothing more than that."

Chang You nodded, "That's just right, I have also cultivated a new talent for the president, and that is Fu Yong, the next successor you have chosen out of thousands of thousands. I don't know if the president still has an impression of him."

He was still calm, "I still vaguely remember the joy of the president at that time, I must have liked him very much."

Fuyong, this name rang in the heart of "it" like a thunderbolt, and uncontrollable fluctuations appeared again, "What do you mean? You are threatening me."

"Threatening you is just a Fuyong. Why did you mention this height? Is it possible that the president has some secrets? It is obvious that the president first showed his special appreciation for him. This word has been turned around. How can I say that?" Don't you understand?" He simply patted his sleeves, as if listening attentively.

"Changyou, don't play dumb for me, did you do it on purpose? You clearly know your eyes..." The words of "it" stopped suddenly, and there was no more words for a long while.

"What about my eyes? Of course I know better than you, and you can see some things more clearly and clearly than I do. As for the other talent you want to win over, Yan Qiao, do you still have this idea now?" Invisibly evoked a smile.

"It's just a little cultivator, I don't know how to kill him," said the hostility in his tone without concealing it.

"It's a pity that so many masters in the Ability Society can't match her one blow. I really don't know what the president wants," he sighed vaguely.

"Impossible, there will be no one in this world who can compare to Fu... In short, it is definitely because you haven't done your best, and no one will be so good," he almost blurted out, but luckily he stopped in time.

Changyou's double pupils deepened a little, he lowered his head as if nothing happened, "I'll leave first if nothing happens."