Chapter 671: Fuyaism establishes a code

"You don't have to think about whether Fu Ya is willing or not. It's all about the existence of the whole world, the continuation of all life!"
Bloody male hands on the stone table in front of him stared at Qiao Xiu, his scarlet eyes showed an anger.
Soon he noticed his own gaffe and adjusted his breathing with his head down.

Using your resources to make Fuya a singer and actor is the fastest way to get the Devil to return to normal.

When he said this sentence, he felt a little strange. He had already visited the magic net for a month, and he knew a little about what happened in Nolan.
When you really want to save the world with 'singing and performing,' the blood is still awkward.
But when you think about the worship of the Frost Elf Tailin by the people of Nolan, there is no difference between the worship system established by the country of the Holy Spirit.
In the eyes of many fans, Tailin is the supreme god, especially when some radical fan organizations appear, and blood can be understood as a new form of religion.
A religious person with more than 300,000 religions...
And the founder of Tailin's teaching... is the Qiao Xiu who stood in front of him!
"You have used this method to save a Frost Elf, and it is not difficult to save the Devil in the same way!" Blood said, "Fea's appearance and voice are absolutely attractive to humans."
The people of Nolan are not so deceived. The man really thought that as long as Joe Xiu wrote a few songs for Fuya, then the last fashion magazine would be a steady stream of believers.
Qiao Xiu also thought about this possibility... No... It’s really possible to use Fu Ya’s qualifications.
But Qiao Xiu is a principled person. This kind of behavior that deceives fans is absolutely impossible.
Qiao Xiu stared at the pupil of the man, and his eyes had already exposed the obsessive words.
Blood Dagong clearly understands some insider stories of the devil...
"Friend, have you heard of the Holy Spirit?"
Qiao Xiu chose to enter the topic directly. The blood races under the public are the ones that touched the magic net, and the second is the sinful demon.
"The Holy Spirit?"
Blood Dagong opened the search for the caster forum. He usually pays attention to the posts between actors and singers. The game partition has never been visited.
Finally, Blood Dagong saw a discussion post about the Holy Spirit in the daily discussion section of the Caster Forum.
"You mean the game on the magic online?"
"Yes, Fuya is a genius in this area, so I am going to make her a professional player in this area." Qiao Xiu said.
"Professional...player?" The man repeats the term "specially playing games" that Joe Xiu said.
"You understand this very fast."
"His Royal Highness, please understand that it is not a joke now... even if you put a long time into this fictional game, you can't get any return! You can use this time to train Fuya into a singer and actor, she Absolutely not worse than the Frost Elves."
Blood Dagong has been struggling to keep up with the trend of the world in recent times. When he first heard about the magic net, the record, the movie, it was completely ignorant.
But he was crazy about the information and knowledge he had at the caster forum, but he still couldn't keep up with Qiao Xiu's thinking.
"You let the Frost Elf perform in Nolan to attract 100,000 people to watch! You only need to repeat everything that was arranged for the Frost Elf! Isn't the comfort of the Devil World comparable to a Frost Elves? ?"
"Big blood, I have a commission to give to you."
Qiao Xiu has given up the debate with the Duke and the stubborn coexistence.
"Delegation?"
"I hope to form a team of the Holy Spirit. If anyone in your ethnic group plays the game of the Holy Spirit, let them come to see me. The other generals and the Dukes are the same." After Qiao Xiu finished this, he left his position. Going in the direction of the gate, "I am here to say this."
"His Royal Highness... I don't think my son will be bored looking for fun in the virtual world." Bloody Dagong looked at Qiao Xiu, who was about to leave.
Qiao Xiu did not answer him, but at this moment, there is a dangerous premonition in the blood, and I don’t know when the Duke of the Skull, who has been silent for a while, has been staring at the blood with her soul.
The Dagong is the oldest duke of the devil's qualifications... And the big man of the skeleton has only stepped into the devil world hundreds of years ago and stood firm in a corner.
The male does not dare to provoke the Lord of the Lich, because he knows that the Lord of the Lich is also the creation of 'faith and desire'...
Qiao Xiu pushed open the door of the Order Hall, and the Dagong saw the figures followed by Joe Shou’s side at the last moment when the door was about to close.
"His Royal Highness, my body is somewhat uncomfortable and temporarily retired."
The grandfather also immediately stepped down to his position. The current identity of Searley is not the ruler of the devil, and there is no power to stop the departure of the grandfather.
He directly opened the door of the Order Hall and quickly caught up with Joe.
"If you still have questions, you can first check with your community."
Qiao Xiu looked at the blood-stricken man who was chasing him up. He thought that he might be trying to continue to Qiao Xiu'anli's "Fea God and Dafa."
"His Royal Highness... Can I talk to the tall elf next to you?"
The expression of blood big man was slightly out of control, and Qiao Xiu looked at the same embarrassed elder elder who was next to his face and suddenly felt something stinking between the two.
"Old lover?"
At the side of the scene, Hilli once again pointed out the words that the current atmosphere should use.
"This is the blood of the devil... oh... the name is..."
When Qiao Xiu was preparing to introduce the middle-aged blood family to Elder Eya, Qiao Xiucai realized that he did not know the name of the grandfather.
"Please let me talk to him alone, the son of the forest." Ena elder also took the initiative to make this request.
At the request of both parties, Shiri could only drag Qiao Xiu and the two young high elves priests to the side of the street.
Ena, the elder elder, stared at the middle-aged man with a sturdy scorpion in front of him. His long blond hair and blue-brown pupils have now been stained with scarlet colors.
But this does not prevent Evan Elder from recognizing him for the first time.
"How long have we seen it? Iulias."
Elder Eya looked at him carefully. This is the first time that Enya elders are glad that the life of the high elves is so long.
"The day from the fall of Arthur Crowe...may be counted in the millennium."
The voice of the male voice sounds very tired.