Ascended to become a virtual idol

Mo Ke laughed, "How could it be?" His eyes darkened, it seemed that he couldn't figure out anything at all, it didn't matter that he had plenty of time.

Mu Leng snorted, "Just stay at ease, they won't do anything to you because of their past affection."

Of course, Mu Han didn't say a word, if you are not honest, you will have good fruit to eat.

At this time, in the courtyard of Xuandu, where the Ability Club is located, Mr. Ming was flipping through a book, still muttering, "No, no, why has the pattern changed again?"

He didn't understand it anyway, pinched his fingers and counted over and over again, and finally let go of his hands helplessly, "Well, from generation to generation, the secrets of heaven are completely incomprehensible."

While muttering, suddenly he felt a cold all over, Ming Lao suddenly raised his head and saw a person walking slowly, that person was wearing a black robe, and the black hood wrapped him perfectly.

Ming Laoshua stood up and said, "Are you out of customs?"

"Where's Fuyong," he said slowly.

"He just came back from Xuanyuan," Old Ming dared not touch this man's brow.

"Come back from Xuanyuan," the visitor's voice was a little cold.

"Yes, something happened at Xuanyuan..." Mr. Ming replied cautiously.

I saw the person who came raised his hand to make a formula, "Very good, let Fuyong absorb the new genius into the Ability Club."

"We're going to bring her in at the next power meeting," Ming Lao was about to freeze to death.

As soon as he finished speaking, the pressure on the person in front of him became heavier, "Why did Fu Yong come back?"

"The one who was pushed back by Xuanyuan," Ming Lao swallowed.

"Xuanyuan, die."

Putting down these words, the person disappeared, and Ming Lao almost vomited blood. It wasn't that he couldn't kill those Xuanyuan people without Yan Qiao. Now that they have inheritance, wouldn't it be even more difficult, oh my god, my lord Really give him a problem.

Fu Yong had just finished listening to his subordinate's report when he saw Mr. Ming coming over with a bitter face, he raised his eyebrows slightly, "What made Mr. Ming so frowning."

"The lord has left the customs, and he will kill Xuanyuan as soon as he comes..."

Fu Yong put away the smile on his face, "Oh?"

He looked at Yan Fuyong's expression, "What about me?"

Fu Yong glanced at him with a half-smile, "It's up to you how you do it."

Ming Lao only felt that his head was getting bigger, "If I have a way, I won't worry about it like this."

Fu Yong pondered for a long time, "Alright, why did he leave the customs?"

Old Ming sighed, "The sky has changed recently, and I can no longer predict Xuanyuan's future."

Fu Yong's eyes were cold and cold, "Shouldn't we get rid of her in the face of force majeure?"

He said and looked at Ming Lao again, "Or do you still have the idea of ​​voting for another master?"

The old man Ming was about to break out in cold sweat, "This... Even if you lend me ten courage, I won't dare."

The corner of Fuyong's mouth was full of smiles, "Really? I think you are very attentive to recruiting her, otherwise you wouldn't come to me to try."

Old Ming's heart was pounding, and he felt as if he was falling into a cold pool. Facing a strong pressure, he didn't know what to say at all, and he felt that all explanations seemed pale and powerless.

Fu Yong said slowly, "You have made a lot of achievements in divination and calculation. As far as I know, you arranged the affairs of Xuanyuan in the past few years."

Fu Yong's eyes were meaningful, "Then let me guess, what exactly do you want?"

He pointed his fingers on the table, and the sound after sound seemed to hit Ming Lao's mind.

"What exactly do you want to say?" Ming Lao finally fell behind. At this moment, he seemed to realize that the young man in front of him was completely full-fledged.

"I retreated in a hurry, just to rectify and take back some of my power." His eyes were horrifying, and the coldness hidden inside was like an ice pick piercing into his heart.

Old Ming was in a state of mind, as if he had understood what he meant, he let out a long sigh, "In my life, I count the heavens, the earth, the people, my luck, and the layout after many years can't be worth your one move to explore. "

An old look appeared on his face, as if all the energy in his body had been exhausted in an instant, "Fu Yong, my today is your future, and Yan Qiao is the next you."

Fu Yong sneered with a smile on his lips, "I will not treat anyone as a pawn, I will only treat them as opponents and enemies."

He smiled coldly, "When you think you are a chess player, you lose. There is never a perfect strategy in this world."

"Hahahahaha," Ming Lao seemed to be a different person at this moment, he laughed wildly, "The world is the world of young people after all, Fu Yong, I hope you know that the Lord has given you a future, no matter what you do Whatever, don't betray him."

Fu Yong sighed softly, "Is it a little superfluous to always think about life? People who can even betray Xuanyuan, their hometown, naturally have the way to control people, otherwise, why would they choose to follow him one after another, thus betraying their family?" country."

Ming Lao could naturally see the sarcasm in his tone, he hesitated to speak a few times, and in the end he just took a deep look at Fu Yong, "I see, I just hope you get what you want."

When Mr. Ming got up, he suddenly remembered something and looked back, "Mu Han is back. I met him when Yunya changed."

Sure enough, Fu Yong's expression changed, "Do you know the fate of cheating?"

Ming Lao flicked his sleeves, "Now that things have come to an end, what else do you have to lie to me? This little life is in your hands, and it's too late to be a cow or a horse."

Fu Yong got up straight away, "I'm going to get old inside." As soon as he said that, the other person was gone.

A glimmer of light flashed across the old Ming's eyes, I only hope you will not be disappointed in this business, so what about the chess master?As long as I think, no one can escape.

In Xuanyuan, Yan Qiao put away the formation board, and after a few more tricks, the formation chess landed successfully.

I saw her moving quickly, and after a while, the array became bigger and gradually became illusory, and then gradually merged into the ground, and the array spread out in all directions, as if they were intelligent, returning to their respective positions.

A formation that was several times stronger than the original protective shield appeared, and the golden light flowed, and then gradually disappeared.

Ke Lao was fascinated by it, "Is this the power of the strong?"

Yan Qiao put away her hands, "The big guardian formation has been completed, and the next step is the guardian formations in various places."

Until the end in the final collection room, President Ke was already grinning from ear to ear, "No matter how powerful he is, he can't search for it."

Old Fu shook the jug, "Quickly put away the creases on your face, and get me some good wine."

President Ke coughed twice in a hurry, "Come here, come here."

Yan Qiao was sitting on the stool, and Elder Feng was sitting next to her, "The exchange students have already arrived one after another, but since it hasn't started yet, we pretended not to see it."