Sundering Nature Chapter 203: Xianyin comes to the world

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Chapter 203 Xianyin comes to the world

Across the world, the most popular live broadcast platform at present, a live broadcast room with simple pictures suddenly flickered, and in just a few minutes, the number of online people increased.

"How did you advance today?"

"The masked goddess has a live broadcast?"

"Have you started? Did you start? I'm not late, am I? Today is earlier than before!"

"Queen! I love you!"

The comments in the fan interaction area are as hot as ever. Since the masked queen opened the live broadcast room, the popularity here has remained high. One is because there are few female players. Although the female anchor always wears a mask, In a pair of blurred eyes, one glance at the whole spot. Second, the operation of the masked queen is really slippery, and the opponent who often shows is stunned. The third is people’s curiosity mentality. The more you cover your face, the more attractive you will be to the otaku watching live broadcasts. In this era of carnal/lust, there are not many anchors who can completely rely on technology to earn popularity. .

After a short delay, the live broadcast finally lit up. It was still the familiar room, the familiar lens, and the familiar mask.

It's just that the attentive audience has discovered that today's female anchor is a bit weird. Different from the calmness of the past, there is a little more anxiety and expectation.

Facing the camera, the masked queen was no longer so calm, nor did she start the game without making a sound to start qualifying, but frowned and adjusted the microphone.

"The queen is going to speak?" The scrolling barrage popped one by one, and after receiving the live broadcast signal, the people who appeared immediately here were all **** fans.

After a brief debugging, the female anchor in the live broadcast seemed to be ready. He looked at the camera hesitantly, then raised her hand to pat the microphone, her eyes showing a trace of tension.

Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale... After several adjustments, the female anchor finally stabilized her mood and slowly took off her mask.

"Wow! Goddess!"

"Oh my God! Fortunately I didn't miss it today."

"Video! Video!"

The chat window exploded in an instant, but when Xiaoxian’s beautiful face was exposed from under the mask, the scrolling barrage turned up for a while, and netizens with slower internet speeds could hardly see the live broadcast.

"Hello?" Shaoxian tentatively fed.

"Hear, hear."

"Wow, the sound is good."

"Good/sexy!"

"It's so magnetic."

"I'm in love..."

There was a commotion among the mentally disabled fans.

"Today, I won't play games, I'll sing you a song." Shao said weakly, her cheeks flushed, and she didn't understand, Yuan herself dressed up in hot clothes and went to all kinds of parties. , Why is there such tension.

"The goddess wants to sing?"

"I'm going! We're paying benefits, go to the group and shout."

"Who is recording? Ask for a link."

The fans are in a commotion again, and various flowers and gifts continue.

"Finally transformed, I guess there will be such a day."

"Not playing the game today?"

"Such a beautiful face, it's rare..."

"Successful Hungry Marketing!"

Some of the more rational fans posted their own hair, but they were soon overwhelmed by other praises.

"I sang it?" Shaoxian didn't seem to pay attention to the scrolling entries and barrage. In fact, she always blocked the comment area. She just subconsciously glanced at the number of people online in the live broadcast room.

Turn on the accompaniment of the song, the prelude of the ancient style and rhyme sounded, Shao-Fiber closed his eyes slightly, sinking into the artistic conception of the music.

"The avenue is invisible...the world of fertility...the avenue is ruthless...the sun and the moon..."

When Shao Xian opened her mouth, the turbulent barrage disappeared instantly, and the comment area appeared clean.

What is this?

The resounding of the heavens...the fairy sounds are lingering...

The style is simple and simple, the melody is melodious, the singing is elegant, and the lyrics are heart-warming.

All netizens forgot to think, to comment, to follow, and to applaud. Until the end of the song, the lingering sound faded away, and the audience in front of the screen was still obsessed with watching the black screen that had panic cut off the live broadcast signal.

For a long time... For a long time...

"What song is this? Ask for the title!"

"Who recorded the recording just now? Roar, add friends!"

"I'm late, I didn't hear the beginning, who will pass a copy?"

"Heavy money for recording!"

"Kneeling ball video!"

"Who recorded it? Upload it quickly, and beg for the link!"

The live broadcast room is really exploding... Not only the live broadcast platform, the entire network was exploded with this short live broadcast of less than ten minutes. In just one hour, the top of the major forums were replaced by a unified Title: Xian Yin comes to the world!

……

At the same time, in a speeding nanny car on the highway, Fang Shui'er stared at the tablet computer for a long time without saying a word.

"Small fiber?" Turning off the tablet slowly, Fang Shui'er looked out of the car solemnly.

"Xiao Chen, look for a place to get off the highway, let's turn around." After a long period of thought, Fang Shui'er sighed, picked up the intercom in the car, and told the driver who was driving in front.

"Where are we going?" the driver asked suspiciously.

"Hangcheng."

……

At the other end of the map, the little road boy hesitantly stopped, looked at a passerby's cell phone suspiciously, with a shocked expression on his face.

"What's the matter? Kid?" Xiaodaotong's suspicious expression caught the attention of passers-by.

"Can I listen to the song just now again?" Xiaodao Tong answered shyly.

"Oh? You want to listen to "The Sound of the Immortal"? Wait, I'll show it to you right away. I can't see that your appreciation level is not low at a young age. Unlike the one in my house, I only know Xiong Daxiong every day. Two." The passerby said, tapped the screen a few times, and put the phone to Xiaodaotong's ear.

The picture was recorded during the live broadcast of Less Fiber. The pixels are poor and the sound quality is noisy, but the New Year-like little Dao children listened attentively. For a long time, after the end of the song, the little Dao Boy takes a deep bow, saying goodbye to the passersby who are still immersed in the music. With a solemn face, he walked into the distance.

"It's already started?" Xiaodaotong squinted his eyes, revealing a depth that was completely incompatible with his age.

……

"What a big pen..." The rugged man drove a dilapidated engineering vehicle, his greasy fingers tapped the steering wheel gently, and the melodious music came from the engineering vehicle's radio. , The man's unconscious expression was indifferent, his eyes blurred.

In just a moment, the man's eyes burst, and he bit his tongue fiercely, and a bright red spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Pure heart and desire, it is not what I want. My way is a knife, and a knife is my way." The man said coldly, and subconsciously glanced at the stack of materials stacked on the passenger seat.

At the top of the data, there is a picture of Liu Meng...

……

In the 30,000-meter-high-altitude cabin, two beautiful women sat opposite each other. Between them, there was a delicate-looking laptop. What was played on the screen was also a live video of less fiber.

"There is a problem with this song." The young woman spoke slowly, her pale eyes under dark sunglasses gleaming strangely.

"Did you hear it?" The woman in Hanfu raised her eyebrows with a smile.

"Can't tell what it feels like, but it's weird..."

"It's weird. The lyrics are "Qingjingjing", this song..." The woman in Hanfu said to a halt, her calm smile gradually cooled, and a faint starlight flashed under her eyes.

"The hidden **** sighs the heart curse..."

……

In the original noisy Internet cafes, there was a very strange scene today. There was no yelling, no smoky air, all the open computer screens were playing a seemingly ordinary live video, and every computer , Sitting more or less with one or two obsessed men and women.

Their eyes are dull, their eyebrows are serene, they are listening to the melodious singing like drunkenness, and they are as religious as prayer.

Only one person, frowning, thinking, sometimes looking around, sometimes attentively.

"The masked queen..." For a long time, the young man who was watching the fool took out his mobile phone and quickly pressed a set of numbers. When his finger rested on the broadcast button, hesitated.

At this moment, the phone in his hand rang.

"Hello?" The young man hesitated to hold the phone to his ear.

"Old Xie asked me to tell you. He said he knows what you are thinking and what you want to do. He also asked me to tell you that if you don't want to die, don't mess with that girl." A cold machine on the phone His voice rang, and just said one sentence and hung up the phone.

"The tube is wide enough." The young man snorted coldly, threw the phone on the table annoyed, and skillfully touched the cigarette case next to the keyboard, and drew a cigarette to his mouth at random.

"You won't let me go, I will go." The hand of the cigarette lighter stopped in the air, and a stubbornness flashed through the eyes of the young man. He grabbed the phone on the table again and pressed the previous number.

"Help me find out the origin of the masked queen, be quick." The call was connected, the young man said quickly, hung up, and looked at the flame on the lighter, the young man snorted again.

……

"Tell him?" Old Xie stood still in the magnificent room.

"Remind him as you told him." The man dressed as the assistant replied respectfully.

"Send someone to stare at him again, I don't worry." Old Xie sighed slightly, his old back slightly bent.

"Are you worried about that song?"

"That song has nothing to do with us. Let them make trouble. I'm just worried that the kid doesn't know the height of the sky and will disturb the muddy water."

"I will tell you to go down." The assistant nodded respectfully again.

"I am more concerned about this than that of less fiber...Come on, take a look, what do you want to say?" The old man adjusted slightly and pushed the computer in front of him to the side. The computer screen was playing impressively. The scene of Li Yiming and Pan Junwei facing each other is the scene where the sniper rifle fires and Li Yiming leapt to the side.

"Our people have been found?" The assistant stared at the screen suspiciously. He was familiar with the screen because he arranged the shooter.

"I'm not talking about this, but him..." the old man said, putting his fingers on Li Yiming who was in the air.

"Li Yiming?"

"Well... an ordinary sniper rifle, an ordinary armor-piercing bullet, at a distance of 1,300 meters, he actually dodged regardless of his identity..."

"Huh? You mean?" The assistant's eyes lit up, and his eyes were surprised.

"He's a holy order..." The old man closed his eyes slightly, his brows only mixed together.