Ascended to become a virtual idol

Mr. Fu laughed, "Not only me, but also Xuanyuan."

He turned his head, "I've lived at this age, and I only have two wishes in this life, and now one has seen hope."

As for the other one, he would understand without mentioning Yan Qiao, but he just wanted to ask for an answer.

"Yes." Yan Qiao said softly.

"Yan Qiao, I know what you have done to Xuanyuan." His eyes were a little distant, "I still say the same thing, as long as you order, the Xuanyuan bracelet is at your disposal."

"I understand," how could she not know.

"Speaking of which, the departure of that kid Fuyong made me relax a little bit. You didn't know before that he's been coveting him for a long time," he said of Fuyong, his eyes still a little sad.

"I don't know what the ability will be. No one who goes in and comes out is normal," he sighed.

At this time, where the supernatural power Xuandu is located, Ming Lao was a little puzzled, "Did you lure Yina to Xuanyuan to borrow a knife?"

Fuyong was holding a pawn in his hand at this time, and smiled indifferently when he heard the words, "It's just a random thing, she won't do it, even if she wants to, the people behind her won't agree."

"The guy behind Yina is the first one to follow the lord. Don't look at the elders of our Xuandu who are so glorious. When those old ancestors come out, they can only bow their heads." He closed his eyes. , "It's just that the group of ancestors didn't know the reason, and they couldn't get out of the closed door, so they let those wastes turn the world upside down."

Fu Yong smiled, "I have never seen those ancestors, so naturally I have no way of thinking about them."

"Hey, you started late, if you had been earlier, maybe you could have given some pointers. Speaking of which, the Lord trusts them the most, and you are the ones who are the most trustworthy." He said with a slightly sour tone.

"It's not that Ming always doesn't care about these things." Fuyong smiled.

Ming Lao said angrily, "Not caring and feeling uncomfortable are two different things."

"I heard that it's not too late for Ming Lao to come, so why..." His tone was steady.

"Don't mention it, it's not because I'm special. Our lineage is the best at fate and astrology." He glanced at Fu Yong, "So when I first saw you, I knew that your future was absolutely immeasurable. This is not true. .”

The corner of Fu Yong's mouth curled up, "I will take you to see Yan Qiao when I have time."

"You will be able to see it at the Ability Meeting, and then I will know it when I do the math," he said in a rather proud tone.

"Then I'll be old and tired," Fu Yong said unhurriedly.

"No, you can just stay the same as before, you make me panic like this," Ming Lao repeatedly waved his hands.

"Speaking of which," Old Ming suddenly sat up straight, "Did you let him out recently?"

"Wuman died suddenly, did he?" He smiled meaningfully, "Since the clone died, it has become more and more unbearable."

Ming Lao let out a hey, "I have to congratulate you in advance, and refine him earlier, lest you get seriously ill again."

"It seems that Mr. Ming likes me more now," Fu Yong smiled playfully.

"Come on, you're not the two of them, but you know how to restrain yourself after refining, otherwise a few elders are enough for you to kill." Ming Lao was rarely angry.

"Did they send someone out?" He sighed and raised his chin slightly.

"I've already dispatched someone to fight with Yina from Xidu." He shook his head, "Those old guys can't sit still."

"That's right, it seems that Yan Qiao is stronger than me," Fu Yong said leisurely.

"If you refine him, I'm afraid he will be equal to Yan Qiao," Ming Lao asked.

Fu Yong narrowed his eyes slightly, "Not sure."

"Hey," Ming Lao was surprised, "You really stumbled."

"You should have understood it since she killed the clone,"

Ming was dumbfounded, "It's one thing to know, but another thing to hear you say it. Hey, when did this girl Xuanyuan be raised quietly?"

Fu Yong raised his eyes, "There's already another me, so it's not unusual for another Yan Qiao to appear."

Old Ming frowned when he heard the words, "No way, could it be that Xuanyuan sacrificed another super level?"

Fuyong's eyes sank, Ming Lao secretly groaned in his heart, he really didn't open any pot and carried which pot, he forgot how Fuyong was raised in the first place.

"Cough," Ming Lao hurriedly changed the subject, "By the way, I heard that Yunya is recovering very well now."

Fu Yong hummed, "Wu Man died there, but she also did me a big favor. Once Wu Man died, I would have no scruples."

"Speaking of which, this is also a wedding dress for you, and I don't know if Xuanyuan Yanqiao will be pissed off if she finds out," Ming Lao said with a smile.

Her figure flashed in Fu Yong's mind, "No." He said in a deep voice.

Ming Lao spread his hands, "Okay, I'll be happy too."

Fu Yong snorted softly and didn't say anything more.

In Xuanyuan, Yan Qiao came out of Xuanyuan Academy, turned around and went to Qingxi Village. At this time, the sky was getting late, and Qingxi Village was getting gloomy and gloomy.

Almost as soon as Yan Qiao appeared, Xianniang came out to greet her, "You can't wait," she stabbed.

Yan Qiao didn't care, "Some things deserve my urgency."

Xianniang snorted, "I'm the King of Ghosts, not a human race, are you sure those old-fashioned people won't mind?"

Yan Qiao pressed the cuff lightly, "Are you going to separate from me?"

Xianniang raised her head and raised her voice a little, "How is that possible!"

"That's it. You went out because of me, so they won't hold any ill intentions towards you." Yan Qiao smiled.

Xianniang realized that she had been fooled, she gritted her teeth, "You did it on purpose."

"Xianniang has figured it out, I naturally want the beauty of an adult." There was a smile on the corner of Yan Qiao's mouth.

"Cunning monk," she muttered, "here, I want to see how you take me out."

Yan Qiao took out a scroll from the storage space, and with a wave of her hand, the scroll flew into the air, and a landscape painting appeared inside, "Would this be your shelter?"

This is a ghost artifact collected by Yan Qiao during his travels, and it is most suitable for those ghosts who have no physical body to live in.

Xianniang glanced at the village behind her, and with a slight wave of her hand, she saw that the entire Qingxi Village was covered by her sleeves, and then put into the scroll.

I saw that there were willow trees in the picture scroll that was originally just a small bridge and flowing water.

The original location of Qingxi Village has long been turned into a piece of flat land, Yan Qiao chuckled, "I said, why can't you leave? It turns out that this entire site has been refined by you. With such a site on your back, you really can't go anywhere. No."

Xianniang came out of the scroll, "Hurry up and make a contract."

Yan Qiao set up the formation, and soon the contract between the two was completed, and Xianniang became more relaxed, "Let's go, I can't stay in this damn place for a day."

She followed Yan Qiao's progress, but returned to the scroll.