Luo Yi nodded with satisfaction, "That's good, I'm afraid that my people will come out and he will leave."

She turned her fingers around the flask, "You guys, life is still good, wait and wait for a Yan Qiao."

Her eyes fell on Yan Qiao, with some joy and some sadness in her eyes, "Your road from now on is destined to be bumpy, and the ability will regard you as a thorn in the flesh, and what I am most afraid of is that you will be besieged for half your life like me."

The smile on Chairman Ke's face was a little frozen, and he looked at Yan Qiao worriedly.

Yan Qiao was relieved, "I was prepared when I came, if I had concerns, I wouldn't be so high-profile, I will never be afraid of future dangers."

"Hahahahaha, I'm worried," she put down the flask, "good girl, it's too rare."

"Do you want to meet them...... President Ke hesitated.

"It's not the time yet, the ability will think I'm dead when I'm gone, and sometimes the hole cards have to be hidden," she licked her lips, a bloodthirsty streak running through her eyes.

"That's fine, I'm in front of the stage and you're behind the scenes," Yan Qiao looked farther than President Zhike, and understood the thoughts of the Ancestor in front of him better.

"That's right, sometimes the unknown is also a kind of horror, I practice reincarnation, some things are more convenient," she closed her eyes, her eyebrows a little sharper.

President Ke sighed, "I see."

Luo Yi opened his eyes and looked at him, "Don't feel any grievances, don't feel wronged, at this time, you really wronged me by taking care of this matter in front of you."

President Ke's heart was said thoroughly, and he was a little embarrassed, "I see, it's me who is too indecisive."

"If you can figure it out, you have to be careful and careful about anything at a critical moment," Luo Yi nodded with satisfaction.

She got up at this time, "Okay, I'm used to it alone, and I don't have to arrange anything else, I'll show up when something should happen."

She patted President Ke on the shoulder, and the whole person disappeared without a trace, Yan Qiao felt it, and there was no breath as if everything just now was their illusion.

President Ke was in a trance, "I never thought I would see Luo Zu again, I always said she was dead......

"It's a good thing, isn't it, Xuanyuan is a little more confident," Yan Qiao put down the teacup.

President Ke nodded, "That's right, that's a good thing," he pulled himself together, "My brain almost forked in the road again."

In the reception center, Changyou crushed the tea bowl in front of him, he raised his hand to pinch the trick, and after a while, Fu Yong came over.

"Elder," he lowered his hand, looking extremely respectful.

Changyu raised his eyes slightly, "Let him come out."

Fu Yong raised his head warmly, "He's been feeling a little unwell lately, I'm afraid he won't have time to come out."

Changyou glanced at him and snorted, "That's it, the Abilities Club just broke the news that Luo Yi had defected."

There seemed to be a streamer in Fu Yong's eyes, "Oh? It's dead or alive."

The tea was misty, and he raised his hand to Fu Yong, "Sit down, why do you and I have to pretend like this."

Fu Yong smiled slightly, and sat down respectfully, "Fu Yong doesn't dare."

Changyou took a sip of tea, "Dead, turned into blood on the spot in front of the gate of the Ability Society."

There was some regret in Fu Yong's eyes, "That's a pity, I can't see it anymore."

Changyou's fingers turned, "If she can't live in the Ability Society, she can find a moment of freedom in death, and it's worth it for her."

Fu Yong lowered her eyelids, "The elder seems to think highly of her."

"The whole Miracle Society, like a backwater without waves, used to have her always had some waves, but now that this wave has also been annihilated, it has really become a ......" His words were unfinished, and his eyes were as calm as ever.

The corners of Fuyong's mouth smiled, "It's always been like this."

He raised his hand and drank the cup of tea, "I will take the elder's reminder to heart, so I won't bother."

He stood up and bowed respectfully, but everywhere he showed slackness, looking at his back

, the long gloomy look has no sadness or joy.

The mist of tea in the cup stained his eyebrows and eyes, and for a moment it was impossible to see his expression, and soon the mist dissipated, revealing the double pupils revealing a bit of mystery.

In the past, he liked to wear a black python suit the most, revealing a bit of killing, but now he has a white hosta and a silver robe, and the whole person is as angry as ice and snow.

Fu Yong went out of the door and stood outside the eaves of the porch for a long time, his eyes fell on the cirrus clouds in the sky, and then he withdrew his gaze and walked away.

As soon as I arrived in the small hall, I saw that the old man was already waiting there, and when he saw him coming, he hurriedly got up, "What is the matter and hurriedly come to me."

"The news of the opening of Beixue's Treasure Pavilion, I want you to add a fire, be sure to let Yan Qiao participate in this exhibition," Fu Yong guessed something as soon as he spoke.

"There's a force on her over there......

Fu Yong took the tea handed by the elder, "Luo Yi is dead, dead in front of the gate of the Ability Society."

The old man's eyebrows jumped suddenly, "How can a good person die," his throat was a little dry.

"Luo Yi is dead, Yan Qiao is going to enter the Ability Club, and the adults won't give her much time," Fu Yong put down the teacup, his expression a little unpredictable.

"I know, I'll let Wei Ping find a way to get involved," Ming Lao didn't ask any more questions, and took over the task given by Fu Yong.

Fu Yong nodded, "The next thing is the end of the exchange."

Hearing this, the old man said that the marks between his eyebrows were a little heavy, "I thought that this exchange meeting was the main event, but who would have thought that some things would be so anticlimactic."

"Originally, yes, who knew that this kind of thing would happen, Sakura was also smart but was mistaken by being smart, Beixue's mentality was affected, so even if he lost, Sakura may not have the strength to fight, maybe he will win, but he is a fool who leads the team," he said with a little sarcasm.

"Beicai and Ben Sakura are two generations of enemies, and this time may not be the result of the game between the two parties," the old man guessed.

"Beixue is even more bizarre there, the exchange meeting was intentional by Karen in advance, but this time he only sent two high-level combat powers, and none of Beixue's 29 genius magicians appeared," said the old man, his eyes were also a little puzzled.

A smile appeared on the corner of Fu Yong's mouth, "As a result of Beixue's internal struggle for power, I'm afraid that the forces on that side can't help it."

At first, he was still thinking about which side it was, but when he saw Fu Yong's smile, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, "The witch clan of Beixue!"

Fu Yong nodded, "It's them, they usually look down on Beixue's Magician Association, and now that they have made the exchange meeting like this, how can those witches give up."

"Then there will be some excitement, I don't know if they will intervene in the opening of the Treasure Pavilion this time," the old man's eyes flashed.