"No, another piece of dirty information has come out." Murong Xianer's female manager was always paying attention to the news on the Internet. When she saw that another piece of dirty information about Murong Xianer suddenly came out, her expression changed.
"It's okay, I'm just afraid he won't come. Xian'er, step aside, Grandpa Murong, Auntie Murong, please leave this room and plug your ears with cotton." Su Jing said, in fact, with the song Qianjinqing circulating on the Internet, He is not too afraid of the other party's dirty information, but naturally he does not intend to just defend.
Su Jing's words made Murong Qin, Murong Xian'er and others stunned. If it were someone else who said this, they would definitely feel that it was just showing off. The Murong family is a guqin family, not only Murong Qin and Murong Xian'er, but also no one. Murong Jingtian and Qin Xue, who are engaged in the guqin industry, are also influenced by their ears and eyes, and know the guqin quite well. How can they be fooled so easily.
However, it was Su Jing who said this, so they had to believe it. Because they were replaced by Su Jing, their previous understanding of the guqin was no longer suitable. Su Jing's guqin had already exceeded their understanding.
They followed Su Jing's instructions and went to the next room and put in earplugs.
Su Jing took a deep breath. He could feel the inexplicable fluctuations coming from the phone where the latest black material was opened, indicating what the other party was doing.
Su Jing took a deep breath and placed her hands on Yu Jing's guqin. A burst of charming sound sounded out. The sound seemed to come from Jiuyou, with an unspeakable Taoist meaning, which made everyone intoxicated. At the same time, it also makes people feel like they dare not resist and cannot help but surrender. It's obviously a new song.
In another room, Murong Xianer, Murong Qin and others, who had their earplugs plugged in and could barely hear anything, were shocked. Even though they only heard a few notes occasionally, they could also feel the horror of this piece of music. However, they couldn't help but want to listen to it because it sounded so good.
"Why is there no effect?" The young man with a beard who was putting the black material on the Internet frowned when he saw that the black material had little response. I checked online and got a scowl on my face. It turns out that many people are still listening to Su Jing's last song. When listening to the song, they are less likely to be affected by his dirty material. Moreover, more people poured into Su Jing's live broadcast room and were watching the live broadcast, too lazy to read his dirty information.
"Hmph, if that's the case, then I'll just hack his music, hack his music to death, and ruin his reputation. Then he won't be able to influence me anymore." The young man sneered, and he entered Su Jing's live broadcast. Meanwhile, while listening to Su Jing's song, the keyboard in front of me moved on its own again and began to edit the dirty material.
The reason why he took the risk to listen to Su Jing's music again was because he felt that knowing Su Jing's music would make it easier to come up with dirty information. Otherwise, if he blew it out of thin air, his credibility would be low. The lower the credibility, the harder it would be to influence others. Although there is no evidence for the previous black materials, there is some false evidence that can make people imagine.
Of course, one learns from the experience. Su Jing's music made him vomit blood before. This time he deliberately controlled his emotions, not to indulge in it, and listened in a critical way. However, he still overestimated himself, or underestimated Su Jing. As he listened, he lost consciousness and then became addicted.
And this time, he was so addicted that he didn’t realize it and couldn’t extricate himself. He almost couldn’t help but knelt down on one knee and became Su Jing’s subordinate. At the same time, Su Jing’s voice sounded along with the sound of the piano: “Fake news is being edited behind the scenes. It’s wrong to be black, let alone a girl. If you have the talent, add me on QQ3947... Tell me your address and we can chat face to face."
Su Jing's words, accompanied by the sound of the piano, seemed to be magical, making people dare not resist. Everyone even felt that they were Su Jing's subordinates and subconsciously obeyed.
Although ordinary netizens were addicted to it and found it difficult to extricate themselves, after all, they were not black men who edited black material, so they did not take any action. The bearded young man, with stupid eyes, stupidly added Su Jing's QQ, and then sent a message: "I am at XX Street, XX District, Zhongyun City..."
Su Jing, who was playing, immediately brightened up when he received this message. The "Nine Nether Fairy Song" from the "Zhetian" time and space was indeed powerful, and he did not disappoint. Of course, this Nine Nether Immortal Song should be the same as the God's Overture. It was just a subpar imitation of the music in the time and space that covers the sky.
The real Nine Nether Immortal Song is the prelude to the Immortal Song of Overcoming the Tribulation. It is unheard throughout the world. It has not been played a few times since ancient times. It stands side by side with the Prelude of God. It is a world-shaking sound and has unparalleled power. Hidden with endless murderous intent, the sky is about to collapse! It can be said that it has the secret of overcoming the creation of heaven and earth and can obliterate all laws in the world. That kind of music, at Su Jing's level, can't even be banged, and it can't be thrown into the trash.
Su Jing saw the address sent by QQ, but he was not impatient. While he continued to play, he was multitasking at the same time. He used his mental power to control the mouse and keyboard, checked the direction and distance of the address sent by QQ, and tried his best to Confirmed the terrain there.
After checking it out, the music just happened to end. Su Jing suddenly stood up and ran outside the house, saying, "I'm going out to deal with something."
When he ran out of the door, the golden eagle in the sky happened to fall down, jumped on the back of the golden eagle, and rode the golden eagle into the sky. After Murong Qin, Murong Xian'er and others ran out, Su Jing was already far away in the sky, and she could only barely watch his back as he rode the golden eagle away quickly. Although I had long heard that Su Jing's golden eagle could carry people, seeing it with my own eyes was still shocking and unreal.
At this time, the audience in the live broadcast room woke up and started talking.
"Oh my God, what kind of music is this? It's so nice."
"However, it's too scary. Just listening to it, I almost surrendered."
"Haha, Brother Jing's music is so awesome, I've already fallen in love with it."
"I knelt down a long time ago, it doesn't hurt to kneel down again."
Of course, this song was quickly posted on the Internet and became popular all over the Internet. In addition, the previous song "Qian Jin Qing" is still fermenting, and the direction of public opinion is no longer a matter of change, but a serious tilt. Many people have been more aggressive because of how dark Murong Xianer was in the past, so their counterattack is even more powerful.
At the same time, these two songs also brought Su Jing a lot of popularity. In addition, Murong Xianer's fans are very grateful to Su Jing, and many of them have become fans of Su Jing. Su Jing's ranking on the star list is rising at an extremely fast speed, like a rocket.
However, many netizens have no idea that this seemingly simple live broadcast actually contains infinite murderous intent. Even though they were exuding huge spiritual power at the moment, Su Jing had no time to use the angel badge to absorb it. He was rushing towards the enemy's location as quickly as possible.