Chapter 302 Live Broadcast Begins (15)

The news broadcast live simultaneously by the upright leader and the Holy King of the Demon Sect was like a demonic wind blowing from the ground, causing the monks in the cultivation world to stagger around.

Although Daoxuan is affable, he is an upright leader after all, and most monks rarely see his true appearance.

The Holy King is elusive, and he only knows that the other party is very powerful, and there are very few opportunities to hear him, let alone in the live broadcast room.

Live broadcasting is currently an emerging industry, and most monks only understand live broadcasting as a tool for talking to people and making people laugh.

In Zhang Ting's live broadcast room, most of the viewers came to support Zhang Tingrui in criticizing the bad games. Unexpectedly, they suddenly bumped into the big fish of the leader, which made them feel like they were getting serious today.

【Eh? Well, it seems that I accidentally cultivated my inner demons and saw hallucinations. 】

[What a coincidence, so am I. 】

[I calculated on my fingers that today is not a good time to watch the live broadcast at home. I have to go out for a walk, visit the mountains, and then watch the live broadcast in the mountains. 】

[Um, did I see the commander? 】

【Don’t say it! Just pretend it doesn't exist, that's how I deal with nightmares. 】

Seeing the replies in the live broadcast room, Daoxuan suddenly felt very interesting.

He has long been accustomed to people's praise, but because the audience in the live broadcast room is separated by a layer of magical power, the expression of opinions is more straightforward and looks more interesting.

After getting to know the functions of the live broadcast room and adapting to the environment, he pinched his beard, waved friendly to the camera, and then said with a smile: "Hello everyone, I am Daoxuan."

【It’s actually alive! Sorry, I didn't mean to curse the leader to death. What I meant was that it's rare to see a leader who can talk and breathe. 】

[Shut up if you can’t speak, you’re getting darker and darker! 】

[Is he really the commander? I am your follower. When I was in jail, you said I was young and promising and a good person! 】

【I'm more curious about what you committed? And why did the commander see you in the cell? And why are you a good person even though you are young and promising? 】

[The Holy King of the Demon Sect has also launched a live broadcast. The leaders of the two parties started live broadcasting at the same time, and I always had a bad feeling. 】

The atmosphere in the live broadcast room made Daoxuan quite relaxed, and at the same time, he felt that it would be good to live broadcast once in a while.

After assuming a more comfortable posture, Daoxuan began to chat with others. From time to time, he answered questions from the audience and answered some confusions about spiritual practice, leaving Qingluan on the side stunned.

Daoxuan, how can you be so lively?

And is it really your first time? Why are you so skilled? What are you doing in private?

Are you just talking about the innate live broadcast of the Holy Body?

Different from the cheerful atmosphere of the decent live broadcast room, the Demon Gate live broadcast room seems quite dull.

The Holy King's black armor looked ferocious, and he was surrounded by demonic energy. After entering the live broadcast room, he remained silent, which made people unhappy.

Although they couldn't see his expression, the audience in the live broadcast room could still feel his unkind gaze, and they became trembling when speaking.

If it weren't for the eighteen-year-old Yue Linglong who was here to support him, two-thirds of the audience in the live broadcast room would have left, carrying their own flowers to watch Daoxuan's live broadcast.

Anyway, the Holy King can't come and hit me through the magical network, so naturally go to whichever side looks good.

The Holy King also wants to speak now, but she can't say it now. If she does, it will be "Abba Abba".

Because not far away, Lin Yuan was standing aside wrapped in a cloak, looking at this place carefully and observing the effects in the live broadcast room.

After hearing about Kong Jue's promotion plan, Lin Yuan felt that Kong Jue was really a troublemaker.

He could actually come up with such an outrageous plan to have the leaders of the two parties come over for live broadcast.

And they still invited the other party to live broadcast the game they made, which is even more incredible.

What made him even more unexpected was that the leaders of both sides actually agreed to the plan. This made Lin Yuan feel that he had not dreamed enough, or that he had woken up in the morning, and he saw a very surprising scene.

Looking at Kong Jue on the side, Lin Yuan said sincerely: "Master Kong Xian is amazing."

"Mr. Fang Wai, as long as you are happy." Kong Jue said excitedly immediately.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Kong Jue looking like a pug, which made the Holy King even more angry.

You have never been so flattering when you spoke to me!

Who among us is the Holy King!

Although he was annoyed, the Holy King still felt nervous when he saw Lin Yuan.

Before the broadcast started, Lin Yuan once suggested that the Holy King should conduct a simple live broadcast training.

When he thought of having a one-on-one meeting with Lin Yuan, the Holy King refused with joy and said that the effect of his live broadcast would be very good.

As long as you don't stare.

As long as you don't stare at me, I can do whatever you want!

Yue Linglong was not aware of the problem at this time, and still smiled brightly: "Because you are a rare guest, so before the program officially starts, let's ask a few questions. May I ask the Holy King, how many people think of you? I am very interested in your true face. Some people say you are a strong man with a height of two meters, while others say you are an evil creature with tentacles. So are you interested in taking off your helmet and letting us see your true face?"

Saint King Yaoguang looked at Yue Linglong fiercely and thought to himself, what question are you asking?

Don't let me reveal my real body as soon as you come up, okay?

Finding that the Holy King did not reply, Yue Linglong did not show any frustration, and still asked cheerfully: "It seems that this question is a bit difficult for the Holy King. So, when you are not wearing armor, do you prefer to wear clothes or not wear clothes?"

Yaoguang looked ahead and began to empty her mind.

Why did I come to do a live broadcast?

Because I have nothing to do and want to be humiliated?

It is because you cultivators are not motivated, and the Paradise City has made you so anxious that I have to come with Daoxuan to deal with these messes.

Not only that, but I also have to do a live broadcast under the gaze of the ancient gods, and now I can't say a word!

So it's all your fault, it's all the fault of Paradise City, it's all the fault of the world!

Thinking of this, the Holy King became even more annoyed, and could only cross his arms and then said "Aba" coldly.

[That... I don't know if it's my illusion, I just heard that the Holy King seemed to speak. ]

[You must have heard it wrong, although I seem to have heard it wrong. ]

[It seems to be Abba. Does the Holy King have a father? I thought the Holy King had jumped out of a stone. 】

【It shouldn't be "Dad", but "If you ask such a stupid question again, I will kill you on the spot." 】

【How did you hear so many meanings? 】

Seeing that the audience began to leave and the star effect brought by the Holy King continued to decline, Lin Yuan felt that he could not let the Holy King continue.

He made a few gestures to Yue Linglong, who understood immediately and said:

"It's almost time, let's get straight to the point. The theme activity of our live broadcast room today is playing games."

After saying that, Yue Linglong put out her jade slip and turned on the external speaker function.

The live broadcast of "Jiuzhou 03" officially began.