Ascended to become a virtual idol

Chapter 80
In City E, Luo Yixiu swaggered in the guardhouse, "I'll be here for a few days, do you understand?"

Governor Liang understood instantly, "I understand, I must treat Young Master Luo well."

Luo Yixiu smiled in satisfaction, "Don't worry, I will carefully consider the report to my dad."

In the critical period of promotion, it is still such a crown prince who came, so it is inevitable that Liang Duwei is a little lax.

The prince is difficult to deal with, but it is not easy to catch his appetite.

When Yan Qiao came here, she saw that Luo Yixiu was in a hurry, and looked at Zou Mianmian, who seemed to have no sense of existence, and she smiled a little more in her eyes.

These two incidents are closely related to the supernatural society.It can be seen how terrible the superpower's control over Xuanyuan is, and Qilin Division may have almost fallen.

The bracelet in her hand is very important, Mr. Fu gave it to himself to prevent Fu Yong from coming to the house.

At the beginning, it was the Ability Society who said to support the inheritance, and now they are the ones who are going to break Xuanyuan. I am afraid that Yan Qiao will be in trouble next time. What is there in Xuanyuan that makes them so afraid.

In the Metaphysics Society, President Ke received the materials from the ghost mother's study room, and called a meeting. He put the materials on the virtual screen, "The supernatural power will condone and even help the ghost mother to do evil, for the devil's fetus, and now the devil's tire If they fail, they will never let it go."

Old Pu said in a deep voice, "The devil's tire is broken, and their target will probably be on Yan Qiao, so she will be in danger."

Elder Feng's eyes darkened a bit, "Not only her, but also those little ones, can the ability tolerate them?"

"It seems that it is necessary to strengthen the protection of the child, at least the Kirin Division must be brought back." Pu Lao frowned and said.

"Fuyong's term of office is coming up soon, and he will definitely react to postpone it. Qilin Division belongs to Xuanyuan, even if he instigates rebellion, as long as they are still Qilin Guards, they will never be able to betray Xuanyuan." He paused, "Now Xuanyuan Bracelet In Yan Qiao's hands, Fu Yong will definitely do it himself."

"No, maybe he's not the only one. The group of people from the Ability Society will definitely go all out to kill Yan Qiao." Elder Yang said, with an ugly look on his face, "Yan Qiao is the one who breaks the game, and they will never let it go."

When the matter reached an impasse, Elder Feng said again, "There must be some protection. Yan Qiaoqiang is her business, but we can't think she doesn't need these because of this."

"Lao Feng is right. Yan Qiao's strength is her own business, and the children must be carefully protected."

"Yan Qiao intends to train them, so let's not interfere, just protect them in the dark, and leave the rest to them."

"Old fellows, the Xuan Society has been shrinking for so long, it's time to move around, our cultivation is not necessarily inferior to those old things."

"It's different now, it's time to exercise." Elder Gong nodded in agreement.

The change of the Metaphysic Society was only in an instant, and those monks who had been hiding in the dark were dispatched one after another.

In the Metaphysics Society, a monk with a coffin on his back followed the crowd to the hall. His face was pale and his figure was emaciated. He took a step, stopped and coughed twice before continuing.

The juniors around him were all worried that he would die, "Senior brother, are you alright?"

The cultivator carrying the coffin waved his hand, "It's okay, it's an old problem."

The younger brother didn't dare to walk alone, so he could only follow him to prevent him from falling down, and while walking, he mumbled, "Tell me about yourself, if you are not in good health, don't take this mission, I advise you not to listen Follow me, I know you are worried about Xuanyuan, but life is also important."

The coffin-carrying man waved his hands and coughed twice, "It doesn't matter if our monks died fighting for Xuanyuan, cough, cough, cough."

His words made the monks around him immediately cast awe-inspiring gazes.

The coffin-carrying man didn't seem to notice anything, his thin body dragged the huge coffin and coughed step by step...

It has been a long time since there was such a grand event in the Metaphysics Hall, where all monks gathered together.

President Ke looked at the monks of the Metaphysics Society who rushed over just after a summons, and felt a little sad. He didn't expect so many to come.

Elder Feng glanced at his reddened eye sockets, and shook his head helplessly. The sentimental temperament of junior brother has been dealt with after so many years.

"President, is there something wrong with calling me here?" The person who asked the question was a red-faced man with a strong figure holding a big hammer in his hand, and he felt full of security wherever he went.

Hearing what he said, the other monks were more or less worried, for fear that Xuanyuan would really be unable to hold on and would start a war.

They are all monks left before the catastrophe, and they are not bound by those classics. They have been hiding in the dark to protect Xuanyuan all these years. There is no way that the classics will become invalid. Their teachings are useless to children and cannot be absorbed at all.

And the confinement that can't ascend is just a hard life, maybe one day it will be gone with a kick of two legs, and Xuanyuan will be really useless at that time.

Therefore, I was also very panicked by President Ke's sudden call. If there was a real fight, what would the children do.

Looking into their eager eyes, President Ke quickly said, "In this way, a few of our classics have been broken, and now the children are practicing, I want you to try to teach them?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at the buzzing comments below, "It's okay if you can't teach, have you all watched our Xuanyuan virtual idol?"

"Looked at it, the little girl is very powerful, I heard that she also entered the Xuan Academy to teach."

"That's right. She restored the classics. Although there are only a few, I believe we can pass them on in the near future." He looked at the increasingly restless crowd and raised his hand to suppress it.

Although anxiously scratching their hearts and lungs, they listened with restraint.

President Ke continued, "Recently, the Xuanyuan Academy has learned a new spell, and the effect is very good. Xuanyuan has hope again."

A group of monks were ecstatic, and the agitation in their hearts almost turned into substance.

"But, some people don't want me to get Xuanyuan up, and even want to do something to Yan Qiao!"

As soon as these words came out, the monk who had just calmed down immediately buzzed again, "It's against them, we are not dead yet!" The junior brother of the man carrying the coffin shouted angrily.

The coffin-carrying man coughed even worse, and his pale-looking eyes were darkened, "Everyone who stops Xuanyuan will die, cough, cough, cough." After speaking, he covered his mouth and coughed violently.

The younger brother at the side hurriedly supported him, "Brother, don't get excited and I'll just yell!"

"It's all right," the man waved his hand.

The monk on the side was also frightened and supported him on the other side, "Brother, your body..."

The man shook his head, "It's okay, it's an old problem, and it will be fine to beat those bastards when the time comes."

"This..." Seeing him coughing without saying a word, I really couldn't help but worry.

(End of this chapter)