"Huh...... It's atmospheric to do things, but the heart is very small. ”

Just as Shang Lu recorded Changsheng's answer, Emperor Que chuckled in the palace of the small world.

His consciousness had always shrouded the plane. So whether it is Changsheng's step-by-step action after leaving the island, or his retribution during the interview, Emperor Que knows it clearly.

He felt that there was at least one thing that was not wrong about Bone Search.

Changsheng is indeed a genius among geniuses when it comes to pleasing people.

"The gossip questions are pretty much done, now let's talk about something serious. ”

Shang Lu didn't know that their sect's biggest backer was also paying attention to this interview at this time, and he was still thinking about how to stop Changsheng from diverting from the topic.

After thinking about it for a while, he simply took out the outline of the interview and followed it step by step.

"You played a piece on the island in the sky, and I heard that many people in the audience were in tears, and even some of the contestants wept for it. ”

"Seriously, no one has ever played a piece of music on the big competition before, and no one has played a piece of music until even the Immortal Emperor has appeared. Even I want to know, what did you think at the time?"

After chatting for a while, Shang Lu didn't care about any respectful words for a long time. He discovered that Changsheng has a special ability, as long as this guy wants to befriend someone, no one in this world can refuse him, at least he can't.

"I'll correct two things first. First, the audience and the contestants were not weeping for the song I played, they were just weeping for the loss of their lives. ”

"Second, that Immortal Emperor didn't show up for the song. He's just very happy because he's seeing what he wants to see. ”

Changsheng casually pointed out the imprecision in Shang Lu's words, but he only avoided the matter of the last Dabi real person fight.

Because those who understand this kind of thing already know it, and those who don't understand it will not help him even if he talks a lot.

In these extremely delicate circumstances, he didn't want to get into trouble at all.

"As for what I thought at the time...... Why? Do other people come up with a reason before they play?"

To be honest, Changsheng didn't intend to answer this question in the first place. He couldn't answer.

Could it be that he replied, "I was just having a brain pump, and suddenly I wanted to be the Holy Father and save all the contestants"?

That sounds so shameful, okay? That's the kind of answer he'll never say!

Shang Lu suddenly smiled bitterly after hearing Changsheng's perfunctory answer. However, he didn't get to the bottom of it, after all, today was just a simple interview, and it was up to Changsheng himself to decide whether to tell the truth or not.

"Okay...... Then I'll change the question. ”

After thinking for a moment, Shang Lu asked a similar but somewhat different question: "What is music in your eyes?"

Changsheng seemed to have thought of something when he heard this, and slowly pulled out a smile of unknown meaning.

Then he replied, "Music is my war song (1)." ”

"What do you mean?" Shang Lu asked subconsciously. Although he didn't understand why Changsheng said this, for some reason, he always felt that Changsheng's words had a deep meaning.

"It has helped me to be invincible and invincible. ”

The rare explanation of immortality only made Shang Lu feel more and more confused.

Shang Lu couldn't help but glance at Changsheng. When he saw Changsheng's smiling expression, he knew that he would not get any useful answers if he continued to ask. He had no choice but to suppress his entanglements and re-select other questions to continue to ask.

What Shang Lu didn't notice was that when he looked away at the outline of the interview, an extremely complicated look crossed Changsheng's eyes.

At that moment, Changsheng's eyes seemed cold, scorching, indifferent, and arrogant.

It wasn't until the later sect competition that the world finally knew what these two sentences of immortality meant.

However, at this time, Shang Lu still didn't know anything about this, and he was still dutifully asking Changsheng other questions.

After a few more moments, there was a soft knock on the door of the interview room, which meant that the quarter of an hour of interview time was finally over.

After Changsheng and Shang Lu politely said goodbye, they left Yaoguang Restaurant directly with a flying sword. He's done what needs to be done anyway, and he really doesn't want to go back to the lounge and listen to the contestants' vanity.

That's really annoying. He would rather go back to the island to practice swords than stay here.

When Changsheng returned to the island, he would be sitting in the pavilion to recuperate from his injuries. Seeing this, Changsheng didn't bother him, and walked directly to the forest with his sword and practiced alone.

But what he didn't expect was that when he practiced sword all night and was about to go back to the house to rest, what he saw was not a comfortable bed, but a mess.

"What's the situation? Even if there was a storm in the house, it wouldn't be destroyed like this, right?!"

Changsheng said and leaned down slightly, wanting to pick up the remains of the table and chair on the ground and throw them away. However, as soon as he touched the corner of the table, the table that had been split in half turned into powder and scattered to the ground.

"Jiangjue, what's going on?" At first, Changsheng thought that there was an accident when he was recuperating from his injury, but judging from Jiangjue's appearance, it didn't seem to be like that at all.

“…… He almost killed you?"

He looked at Changsheng with a dark gaze, and his cold and hard face was now full of gloom.

"Who are you talking about?" Changsheng was a little confused for a moment. It wasn't until he took out an unusually heavy newspaper and handed it to him that he suddenly figured it all out.

The newspaper that will be taken out is the latest issue of "Xiuzhen Bao", and this issue of "Xiuzhen Bao" is printed with a collection of interviews with 100 contestants yesterday.

Jiang would never ask this, apparently having already read his interview.

And the reason why this room became like this is only because he couldn't hold back his murderous anger after seeing the content of the interview script.

"Bo Qing almost killed you before?" Jiang Jue asked again, his words filled with irrepressible surging killing intent.

"But he didn't kill me. Bo Qingsu values his reputation, and it may be better for him to taste the bitter fruits and die in disrepute than to kill him directly. ”

Changsheng raised his hand and touched the general's fierce eyes, trying to calm his turbulent emotions at this time.

He could guess why Jiang Jue reacted so much, because the man was afraid of his death.

The sword piercing his heart still affected him after all.

"Yes, I thought you'd be more concerned about the other question in the interview. Changsheng felt that the killing intent of Jiang Jue had faded slightly, and he neatly changed the topic.

"For example?" Jiang Jue's gaze was tightly locked on Changsheng, and the tone of his voice was subconsciously lowered a little.

"For example, the type I like. Changsheng smiled and looked back, and then let the other party take him into his arms

Jiang Jue lowered his head and pressed it to Changsheng's ear and said, "Hmm." I think I'm your type. ”

The moment he spoke, he finally lost his murderous aura.