Ascended to become a virtual idol

Chapter 132
"Don't you have enough to eat every day?" After Yan Qiao's voice fell, Lian Mai's application came over.

As soon as she took it, she saw a woman appearing on the opposite side. The woman had soft black hair and was wearing a wedding dress. She was doing her makeup in front of the mirror.

The fans in the live broadcast room didn't realize that something was wrong, they were just talking about it on the barrage.

#蛇趣呵, are you filming?

It wasn't until the woman's movements slowly stopped that she looked at the camera leisurely, and then smiled softly, "Little girl Xianniang has seen the master." She got up to salute, her posture was obviously that of the ancients.

#It's not right!

Yan Qiao's fans also noticed that something was wrong, and they started brushing up one after another.

"What is Xianniang asking for?" Yan Qiao's tone was gentle, and she didn't release any malice just because she wasn't of my race.

It also made Xianniang breathe a sigh of relief, "The concubine was originally the embroiderer of Qingxi Village. She made a marriage contract with her husband and husband, but died tragically on the wedding night, so the resentment cannot be dispelled."

She said with melancholy on her brows, "Qingxi Village is now tainted with resentment for some reason, and for thousands of years, the poor people in Qingxi Village have never been able to enter reincarnation, because the death of the concubine is extremely terrible. After death, he turned into a ghost , to keep these souls at peace."

She said that the melancholy in her eyes deepened, "But in recent years, the boundaries of Qingxi Village have been disturbed frequently. I'm afraid I won't be able to keep it. And the thousand-year imprisonment, once I die, may cause extremely dire consequences."

She said, looking at the screen faintly, "Once the ghost opens the gate, I'm afraid there will be another disaster."

#Good scary, that famous ghost village in Qingxi Village!

#Many people have gone to explore the adventure...

#To be honest, I’ve never heard of someone who came out alive!
Yan Qiao's gaze darkened for a moment, but her expression remained the same, "Xianniang actually said that she is also today's hexagram master, so I'm going to have a look."

Xianniang's eyes widened, she was extremely surprised, "So, I would like to thank Master for helping me."

She lowered her head, with a full posture, "If I hadn't picked up this thing by accident, I would really have no chance to meet the master with my yin energy."

She explained a sentence that seemed to point to something, and when she looked up, her eyes were full and moving.

#I knew it, Qiao Qiao was going to accept the demands of non-human beings again!
The fans in the live broadcast room were not too worried. After all, they felt that Yan Qiao's ability was not a trivial matter.

Yan Qiao figured out the location of Qingxi Village by pinching her fingers, and her figure appeared in front of a rather old village.

There are still bright red lanterns hanging on the village, and the red silk satin in the village falls on the ground, apparently still maintaining the wedding scene, but now the red silk is worn out and its color is gradually fading.

It was clearly morning, but Qingxi Village seemed extraordinarily gloomy due to strange reasons.

At some point in the live broadcast room, Xianniang's video call had been hung up.

#I'm a little scared~
#Help, why did that lady Xian die?

Yan Qiao walked in the village, stepped on the ground, and felt a sticky and wet feeling. Looking down at the ground, the color was a little dark, and she smelled a smell of earth with her nose.

#Xian Niang!
#It's hard to be trapped!

There were many guesses in the live broadcast room, and some even felt that Yan Qiao might be being targeted.

"Master is indeed a benevolent cultivator." A soft and melodious voice sounded.

Yan Qiao looked up and saw Xianniang standing there in a red wedding dress, looking at herself with a smile between her brows.

"It seems that the master also likes red clothes very much." She came lightly with lotus steps, her tone was gentle as if she was whispering to her lover, "I will invite you here for nothing."

"Master, you don't need to show outsiders the secret words of your daughter's house like this." There was water in her eyes, and with a slight lift of her hand, the live broadcast room was instantly disconnected and offline.

Xianniang bent her lips and smiled, "Master, please."

Yan Qiao knew from the appearance of this woman that her cultivation was not simple, the ghost king and Xuanyuan could do anything, only monks couldn't.

She didn't hesitate to step up and followed Xianniang into the villa. It could be seen that Xianniang was in a good mood. She hummed softly a water town tune, looking leisurely and graceful.

"You said that Xuanyuan's outstanding people can do everything, but the metaphysics fault," Xianniang's tone was natural, as if she was gossiping, "Could it be that the monks are not virtuous, so they are rejected and expelled?"

"I'm afraid Xianniang didn't bring me here to chat about family affairs." Yan Qiao's tone was unhurried, without any fear at all.

Xianniang turned around gently, and the bright red wedding dress was rippling, red as if blood was blooming, "I didn't pay attention to you at first, but who knew that someone would wake me up forcibly because they didn't like you."

When she came in front of Yan Qiao, her white hand fell on Yan Qiao's shoulder which was icy cold, "He told me that there is a genius in Xuanyuan."

Yan Qiao grabbed her hand and put it down slowly, "If you approach others like this, I'm afraid you will be misunderstood."

"Oh, interesting." She withdrew her hand, "Don't you ask who it is?"

Yan Qiao tilted her head slightly, "Can you tell me?"

"No." Xianniang turned around with a bit of disapproval in her tone.

"Then why bother."

Xianniang snorted softly, "Do you know why I hate monks so much?"

"I'm not you, of course I wouldn't know." Yan Qiao followed her words.

"That's right, then let you be me once, so that I will be more happy when I kill you." She stretched out her white hands, "Master, please go once."

"Don't worry, I will keep your memory."

As her words gradually dissipated, Yan Qiao opened her eyes again and appeared in an embroidery room.

She lowered her head and looked at the embroidery needle in her hand, thinking of the wickedness in Xianniang's eyes.

Suddenly, a boy in gray clothes ran in, "Miss Xian, I have a big item today, and I need to trouble you again."

A faint voice sounded next to my ear, "Wrapped flowers and stalks, the embroidered face that the young lady who is about to get married wants."

Yan Qiao raised her eyebrows and responded lightly. Miss Xian has always been reserved, and the boy in gray didn't think much about it, and went out on his own after speaking.

"How wonderful, the newlyweds are sweet and sweet, looking forward to the future life." Her voice was still whispering.

"You hate Qingxi Village." Yan Qiao said slowly.

"Of course, but it doesn't matter, you will experience the same pain soon, and then we will perish together, hahahahaha." Her voice was not inferior to the gentleness at the beginning, but a little bit hostile.

"They all deserve to die, and monks deserve to die too." She said in a gentle and deep tone, "You are Xuanyuan's hope, destroying you is equivalent to destroying metaphysics, which is more cost-effective than buying and selling."

Yan Qiao picked up the embroidery shed at the side, and was just about to drop the needle, when a sense of familiarity came naturally from her body, she knew that it was Xianniang who made the move.

Xianniang's craftsmanship is extremely good, and a lifelike double lotus bottom appeared on it in a short while, but just as she embroidered a bottom, there was another noise outside...

(End of this chapter)