Author: Qingliuge

In the refining room, Yan Qiao fiddled with the palm of his hand, a small carrier, but there were countless fine parts inside. Her mental power pulled out the data and placed it in the refined jade plaque.

If you have this one that can turn data into your own use, you won’t use it in vain. Yan Qiao has always been good at using everything around him to achieve his goals.

She placed the jade tombs one by one, and Wu stayed by her side, and from time to time, Fushun the chaotic data flow to facilitate Yan Qiao's pulling.

With her integration, the virtual space in front of her soon connected with the place where Wu Dangchu was born.

Accompanied by a few slight electric currents, Yan Qiao felt like a flower in front of her. After a dizzy moment, her mental body successfully stood in a colorful void against the jade plaque.

Countless virtual data floated around, and the city Yan Qiao built last time was still in it, surrounded by countless data torrents.

The smile that could not be stopped at the corner of her mouth was successful. Yan Qiao took back his spirit and put away the jade plaque. With this feeling, he refined several talismans to sell tomorrow, and then he stopped with unsatisfactory intention.

As soon as I turned around, I saw Wu Zheng quietly lowering his eyes floating in the air. At this time, Wu's face showed a sense of inorganic coldness, and the whole AI was a little blank.

Yan Qiao's eyes flashed. This is virtual data. She often wondered what she would do if she met Wu, what would she do if she was someone else? She was determined to identify the adopter's virtual AI through human relationships. Isn't this the carrier that best controls Xuanyuan Technology?

A dangerous virtual body, the life rules that appear inexplicably, Wu woke up in time when she appeared in the trash can, and he followed his elves at the beginning. Every step that seemed inexplicably met was like paving the way for Xuanyuan.

And the bracelet given by Mr. Fu in her hand, which was associated with Xuanyuan after she took it, all of which explained what the existence who sent her here wanted.

She gently stroked the bracelet in her hand, for fear that she would die and gave her all kinds of cheats. She urgently rushed her to earn faith value by broadcasting live, so the enemy she had to face would definitely be very powerful.

Yan Qiao pointed at the void with a finger, and his personal information appeared in front of him.

【Host: Yan Qiao

Gender: Female

Faith value: 30500 [has received a two-hour reward for entity]

Fan favorite value: 888w

Bounty amount: 20w]

The belief value is slow, the fan favorite value is fast, and the reward amount is not much. After touching the talismans in her purse, these are all her little babies who make money.

In the North Snow Castle, the sky was completely dark, and a black crow hovered in the sky, and a witch sitting on a magic broom fell into the castle.

Several witches rushed out, "How do you find out the recent actions of the Magic Association?"

The witches surrounded in the middle were obviously wearing different clothes from them. The same pointed hat, but hers had dark patterns, which looked low-key and gorgeous.

"I found out clearly, it has something to do with a monk from Xuanyuan."

"Well, why are they still arguing about Xuanyuan?" One of the witches curled his lips.

"Don't say that, we can't go much better. The Magic Society has always shown that the Witch Society is a lower creature." He rolled his eyes as he said.

"Puff, they are noble, don't ask us next time if you have the ability."

"No, we're going to use our curse this time."

Several people hugged the witch in the middle and walked into the castle.

Only one witch fell behind silently. When everyone entered, she suddenly turned around and lifted her skirt like an ancient castle and ran away.

Accompanied by the "bang bang" knock, the door was pulled open, revealing an old witch with a mean face.

“Is there anything wrong with visiting late at night?”

The little witch patted her chest, "They, they are going to join forces with the Magicians Association!"

"What!" The old witch suddenly widened her eyes.

The next day was a sunny day. Yan Qiao opened the live broadcast. Yesterday, due to an accidental broadcast, the influx of fans today was particularly fanatical.

#Jojo is okay!

Yan Qiao's eyes were a little warm when she heard this, "Don't worry, it's just a few trivial matters that have been resolved."

#Yesterday, Qiao Qiao suddenly cut off the signal and was worried that I was so worried!

#Do you still adapt to teaching at Qiao Qiaoxuan College?

"It's very good, I like them very much." Yan Qiao was not stingy with his praise.

#Envy them every day!

"Then today's lottery starts now?"

#Take me and fuck me!

Hearing this, all the fans were injected with blood, they immediately abandoned other thoughts and hoped that they would become the lucky goose.

Yan Qiao stopped his finger on one of the names, "Is Xixili in?"

Lianmai Newsletter called, and Yan Qiao took over a middle-aged man who appeared there. When he saw Yan Qiao, he showed a nervous smile.

The honest face showed haggardness and vicissitudes, "Hello, anchor, I want to calculate my daughter."

He touched his fingers and was obviously nervous and cramped.

Yan Qiao threw away a Qingxin Art, soothing his panic and worried mood.

His tone suddenly became smoother, "My daughter went out to camp some time ago but she never returned."

It was a black blue in his eyes that it was very hard during this period.

"Since that day, there has been no trace. I asked the parents of the classmates who camped with her that day. None of the children came back. I reported the news of the supervision and guards but the rocks fell into the sea."

He said as if he was about to break through the anxiety in his eyes, "The reason I came is because the other two parents were hospitalized for this matter, so I can still hold on."

#Oh my God, what a blow to a family that suddenly disappeared.

"Which city are you in?"

"Ah," the man was stunned at first, and then quickly said, "I, I am in e-city of the Moon Capital."

"Give me a picture of your daughter."

The man quickly sent the photo of his daughter. Yan Qiao only took a look and felt a vague premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, she calculated her fingers and felt like a huge rock was pressing on her heart.

Yan Qiao looked at the man in front of him who was about to verge of collapse, and felt like he didn't know where to start.

#Jojo doesn't make a sound!

#Oh my God, I'm a little worried about looking at Qiao Qiao's eyes...

"Your daughter can't come back." Yan Qiao spoke slowly.

The middle-aged man's tears fell unconsciously. He subconsciously raised his hand to wipe his tears, "That's it, thank the anchor," he smiled with a little expression of trying to hold on, but the collapse and sadness on his face suppressed everything.

Tears surged, and his hands couldn't be wiped clean. "Actually, I guessed it a long time ago. It's been more than half a month. Niu Niu hasn't returned home yet..."

He finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he covered his face with his broken hands and started crying.

The crying sounds accompanied by his shouts, and the hoarse pain came into everyone's ears watching the live broadcast.

"Do you want to find the murderer?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!