Ascended to become a virtual idol

Chapter 40 Thank you fans who like this book!Love you guys
#What happened!
#problem occurs!
#Ah ah ah Jojo, slow down, I'm dizzy 3d!

In the live broadcast room, Yan Qiao's figure was like the wind, and the images complemented each other to form dazzling colors.

They stayed in the live broadcast room, as if leading fans through countless chaotic paintings.

#Sit well and hold on, vomit~ the speed is too fast~
#It makes me dizzy!

The picture is stabilized in front of an old house, which is about a courtyard house, and the old house looks particularly green and old.

The climbing vines are entangled on the wall, and the dark green color reveals a long rhythm, just like the greenery left behind after a long time.

But this house is too old, the tiles on the eaves are cracked, the gravel rolls on the ground, and the dilapidated lanterns cannot withstand the shaking of the wind, showing a somewhat fragile attitude about to fall.

There are cracks across the wooden doors, criss-crossing among them, clinging to each other and then separating them. This kind of brokenness is really not like the houses of permanent residents.

But the tent outside the door caught everyone's eyes. Yan Qiao strode over, stretched out his hand and lightly opened a corner of the tent, but the tent was all in a mess at this time, there were signs of struggle on the ground, and hard objects slid across The roads left on the ground were horizontal and vertical, indicating the danger of missing people.

#So scared, that inexplicable voice just now...

#Little girl will not have an accident, right?
#This little girl is also true, she said she was afraid, why didn't she rush out and call the police.

Yan Qiao saw what the barrage said, "It's not that she doesn't want to call the police, it's because she can't get out and can only be forced to live outside the house."

She knelt down and touched the traces on the ground with her fingers, "It's a surprise to have a signal to contact me."

She stayed on one of them, and then took out the folding fan she carried with her and gently picked it on the ground. A brick was opened to reveal the electronic optical brain that had been forcibly removed underneath.

Because it was forcibly detached from the body, the electronic optical brain was somewhat damaged, and many of its functions were already unusable, except for one video that could not be played continuously.

The picture should be when she contacted Yan Qiao shortly after the accident. In the video, there was first shaking and then a loud cry.

In the shaky picture, only screams of pain and the sound of grabbing you can be heard.

And the last sentence, "Jojo! Help me!"

The movement of being forcibly dragged away, the final picture was fixed on the gray bricks and stones, kicked away with his feet and rolled into it, if it wasn't for Yan Qiao's carefulness, I might not have noticed it at all.

#Oh my god, my sister's voice is so scary!
#Meet a monster yet!

#Suddenly fortunate that our technology is advanced, so that my sister can still contact the rescue.

Yan Qiao put away the electronic optical brain, then got out of the tent and then came to the old house, and kicked the door open.

With a click, the door crashed to the ground. She pinned the folding fan on her waist and stepped into the misty courtyard.

#呵呵呵, I can feel the dust all over the screen.

There are dead branches all over the house, and the ground still has cracks, and the soles of the feet subside unconsciously when they step on the dead leaves when walking by.

The fans in the live broadcast room stopped swiping their screens and stared intently at the picture in front of them, for fear of missing something.

Yan Qiao walked all the way through the courtyard corridor and came to the hall. Cobwebs were everywhere, and she walked through it with a light figure, holding a folding fan across the mottled tabletop, which was densely depicted with life-saving.

From the last one to the main seat, it was extremely messy, and the dark red blood on the ground always gave people a bad feeling.

Yan Qiao's high-heeled shoes crushed the stones on the ground, and then stepped back a few steps to swing out the folding fan, only to hear a crisp sound coming from the ground.

Immediately, countless organs attacked in the dark, and Yan Qiao subconsciously wanted to dodge, but suddenly remembered something and stopped in her tracks.

Sure enough, countless hidden arrows missed and pierced through her data body.

#At this moment I am in a trance!

#马德太真，Forgot me that Joe is 3D virtual!
Yan Qiao was silent, and decisively waved away the dust with the wind, facing the attack of countless hidden weapons, she came to the big hole she had violently opened.

A staircase appeared under the large irregular hole, extending into the darkness of the ground, and Yan Qiao walked in without hesitation.

Except for the light from her body, the place is dark, but this light is enough for the fans in the live broadcast room to see the situation below.

#Never thought that one day Jojo would become a human searchlight.

Many darkrooms appeared at the end of the stairs, some with their doors open to reveal mottled traces inside, and some with their doors tightly closed. Yan Qiao walked into one of the wide open darkrooms, only to see that there was only a stone bed and a young bones.

She knelt down and stroked the top of Bone's head with her hands, and as she moved from top to bottom, Bone moved slowly.

Immediately, two groups of dark flames appeared in the two empty eye sockets.

#I wipe!

Yan Qiao withdrew her hand, "I ask, you answer."

The white bone turned its head, and there was a tooth-piercing click, "Okay~"

That voice was a little long and immature, and you could tell that you were not very old just by hearing the voice.

"Why did you come here?" Yan Qiao spoke extremely fast.

"caught…"

"What are you here for?"

The ghostly flame of the bones flickered, "Do an experiment."

Yan Qiao saw that it seemed to be stimulated, and a crackling sound came from the whole bone.

He quickly stretched out his hand to comfort it, "Don't be afraid, I will send you back to where you should go."

The bone moved slightly, and slightly tilted his head to rub against Yan Qiao's palm, "It hurts, breaking the bone, it hurts so much."

Yan Qiao bent down and picked up the little bone, "Is this your white bone? I'm searching for the soul, and only your mind is clear."

"No~ it's Xiuxiu's, Xiuxiu also hurts, her skin is peeled and regrown," every word of it is shocking, and the stimulation and influence it brings is not insignificant.

The live broadcast room was going crazy, and there were all kinds of guesses.

Over there, Qilin Guard has already attacked, and this incident is obviously not something that the guard can handle.

The man in the lead was dressed in a red robe embroidered with dragon patterns, with white clouds and black boots on his feet, his clear and moist face was a bit cold, both evil and handsome, it was Fu Yong, the leader of the Qilin Guard.

At this time, he led people to locate Yan Qiao's location, and finally locked on a house that had been missing for a long time.

And here, the small bone that Yan Qiao had put down, she passed her palm, and the faint flame stood on Yan Qiao's palm.

She walked through each dark room one by one, and violently broke open those that could not be opened. There were bones of children in them. Soon her surroundings were covered with dark flames, but except for the first one, which was rich in color, the others were as light as the dark. The mist seemed to be dissipating at any moment.

The Metaphysics Society also attached great importance to this matter, but soon they received Fuyong's newsletter.

As soon as Mr. Pu picked it up, his expression sank...

(End of this chapter)