Ascended to become a virtual idol

Chang You's expression didn't change at all, "Sometimes I have to admire your inexplicable self-confidence."

"If you can move him, then just let him go, I won't keep you," he raised his hand and pushed him out.

Fu Yong stood at the door holding the teacup, but after a moment he regained that gentle and jade-like appearance, he walked out with his eyes flickering a few times.

When Yan Qiao was going out, there was an attack from the side. At this time, there was only one person who attacked her. He raised his hand to block the attack, and the folding fan followed the trend to force that person out.

Fu Yong straightened his robe, "It makes sense."

Yan Qiao's eyebrows and eyes became more murderous, and she went straight to attack, seeing the fierce look between her eyebrows, Fu Yong did not give in.

Yan Qiao flipped the folding fan in his hand to block the attack of his long knife, turned around and stepped on his shoulder. The moment Fu Yong turned his head, Yan Qiao's folding fan landed on his chest.

Fu Yong raised his hand to grab the folding fan, and pushed it forward fiercely, blood dripped down the palm of his hand, but Yan Qiao showed no mercy and pulled out the folding fan without giving him a chance to breathe.

Fu Yong realized that she really wanted to kill him, and his actions became more and more ruthless.

This action naturally attracted other people, President Ke took the lead, and frowned fiercely when he saw the scene in front of him.

Ming Lao rushed over quickly, and saw the two of them start to fight, his eyes went dark.

Yan Qiao's movements became more and more fierce, and Fu Yong gradually lost the wind. A look of surprise flashed across his brows and eyes, and he avoided Yan Qiao's side attack.

Who knew that Yan Qiao slapped his shoulder with a backhand, and before Fu Yong could move, there was a click, and Yan Qiao broke his arm.

Changyou appeared and caught Yan Qiao's fatal blow to Fuyong.

Seeing him, Yan Qiao didn't show any mercy, and Changyou and Fuyong took a big step back with one blow.

"Why is it that the younger one is now the older one?" Yan Qiao raised her eyes, she showed a bit of scorching publicity after the fight just now, and the cold expression between her eyebrows and eyes made people subconsciously avoid it.

Chang You's eyes darken slightly, "This is what you just told me to be measured," he said to Fu Yong.

Fu Yong took his own arm without changing his face, "It's been a long time since I did it, I'm just happy to see Lie Xin."

Seeing his reckless appearance, President Ke was a little angry. He asked in a cold voice, "What exactly do you want to do this time? You just want to fight if you are upright. Are you really thinking that Xuanyuan dare not fight?"

Changyou glanced at him, "It's just a fight between juniors."

President Ke was so angry that he was about to speak, but Yan Qiao's folding fan turned into a long sword, "The younger generation has the right to be self-willed."

Before Chang You could figure out the meaning of her words, a sharp sword light swept over.

Old Ming backed away in panic, but was still swept by the sword light, and he raised his head in horror.

Seeing Changyou's expression was cold, she raised her hand to greet her, Yan Qiao sneered, turned her body in mid-air, Changyou's attack brushed her side, and the next second the long sword entered her body.

Fu Yong tried his best to avoid the deadly position, but was penetrated by Yan Qiao's shoulder.

Yan Qiao drew his sword out, and raised the corner of his mouth showing a bit of arrogance, "The occasional willfulness of the younger generation, I think this big man can understand."

Her eyebrows and eyes were full of pride, obviously she didn't pay attention to the two of them at all, the sword was still dripping with blood, she stood there in a red dress, shocking a group of people behind her on the spot.

In front of Chang You, she directly stabbed Fu Yong right through!

President Ke smiled and said to Changyou, "My family, Yan Qiao, is still a child, and I think Changyou understands that he can be a bit willful occasionally."

Yan Qiao looked at Fu Yong, "Give you three points of color, but you opened a dyeing room, and usually don't care about you, but because who cares whether the ants under your feet are alive or dead?"

She looked at Fuyong's mocking expression without concealing it, "Next time I come back, I'll kill you directly, kill you, just like the clone back then, without any effort, you think I'm giving you face, it's you In the face of the power behind you, you, a little ant, don't know the heights of the sky and the earth."

She didn't give Fu Yong any face at all, belittled him to nothing, and then looked at Chang You, "If you can't manage yourself well, don't let it out to make people look bad, and next time I will call you directly at the door."

Changyou put away his hands and said calmly, "This time it's Fuyong's problem, don't worry, there won't be a next time."

Yan Qiao sneered, "Next time, just get ready to collect the corpse."

She didn't even look at the two of them, and walked up to President Ke, "I've made you worry again."

At this time, she restrained her sharpness, and her tone was natural and gentle.

President Ke laughed, "The whole family said something different, so they left."

Shia wished she hadn't been here before, turned around and took Hui Xu away without hesitation.

Changyou looked at Fuyong whose complexion was getting paler, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Ming always had a bitter face and didn't dare to move.

Fu Yong wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Didn't you see it all? You're going to die."

Changyou unceremoniously raised his hand and gave him a blow, directly sending him flying upside down, "You don't want to live, do you? I can help you."

Fu Yong laughed crazily, and the whole person looked extraordinarily crazy, "Kill me right now."

There was a strange excitement in his eyes, and Changyou came to him, "You want me to kill another you, right? It's true that you even counted on yourself."

Fu Yong coughed twice, "You know, I can't die at all."

When Ming Lao heard these words, his heart was full of turmoil, and he subconsciously moved the corners of his mouth.

Changyou grabbed his hair, "But I can make your life worse than death."

"You don't dare, you also have restrictions, do you really think I don't know?" He laughed loudly, letting the blood drip.

"It seems that you know quite a lot," he let go of his hand, "what are you standing there looking at, and you haven't brought him back yet."

"Hahahaha, you don't dare to kill me, are you afraid of releasing some monsters?"

Ming Lao was shuddered by Chang You's eyes, and immediately ran over, "Come with me, why are you crazy today."

Fu Yong was helped up by him, and smiled, "It seems that you also have a secret that you can't tell."

Ming is really afraid that if he continues to listen, he will be silenced. If he carries the person on his back, the soles of his feet will be smeared, leaving only a series of insolent laughter.

As soon as the person left, Changyou's expression turned completely cold. He now felt that Fuyong was a time bomb, and the desire to kill poured out. He covered his chest and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Realizing that his emotions were wrong, Changyou suppressed his thoughts again. He supported the tree beside him, his double pupils were filled with the color of wood, and he didn't slowly walk away until the whole person calmed down.