Chapter 494: I asked you to evaluate yourself, not to use magic reflection, right?

The sound of the Suona was directly covered by the Ruthless Empress's singing, almost becoming silent.

If it weren't for the camera giving a shot of the musician playing the Suona, his face flushed red, using all his strength, and playing hard, the audience would have thought the Suona had already stopped.

The comments surged crazily.

"Suona: Where is my sound???"

"Suona: I might not be human, but you are truly ruthless!"

"Suona: Do I not have face?"

"Suona: Who am I? Where am I?"

"Suona: Broken, it's BBQ, I was the protagonist for a lifetime and became the accompaniment!"

"Suona: This is the first time I've realized my limitations!"

"The Ruthless One's high pitch, I'm almost hypoxic listening to it!"

"Art to the Countryside"

"Suona: Not playing anymore, playing a hammer!"

"Suona: Mom, today I was hit by a dimensionality-reduction strike!"

Many viewers were shocked and posted comments, and countless viewers were already shocked to numbness, with no heart to post comments!

At this time.

In the big screen behind the Ruthless Empress, many devils approached Jiu'er with guns.

Little did they know, the ground, and even the nearby sorghum fields, were covered with wine by Jiu'er.

She looked at the devils and smiled, then lit several matches and held them in her hand.

A devil shot at her, but more devils were stunned.

They didn't expect Jiu'er to be so resolute, so fierce.

Willing to die rather than tell them Yu Zhan'ao's whereabouts.

"Bang!"

Jiu'er fell to the ground, and the matches in her hand fell into a jar of sorghum wine.

Immediately.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Fire soared into the sky, and many wine jars exploded!

The devils reacted and fled into the sorghum field one after another.

But they forgot that it had also been sprinkled with wine.

And.

The wind had risen!

The wind helped the fire!

How could people escape the engulfment of fire!

Those devils were all buried in the sea of fire in an instant!

"Sorghum is ripe and the sky is red!!!"

The highest pitch of the whole song arrived, sung by Xu Mingyue with heart-wrenching pain.

The Suona was directly gone!

She used her singing voice to replace the Suona, sending someone away.

Sending the devils! To the underworld, to the eighteenth level of hell!

Also sending Jiu'er! To the Pure Land!

In the animation.

The sorghum field was burning, a red piece, like blood-stained!

Shen Xiao took a deep breath.

Slowly closed his eyes.

As a Master Composer, he was conquered, his heart deeply shocked, and his thoughts received a huge impact.

Legs soft, wanting to kneel!

On the side, the celebrity guests also widened their eyes, opened their mouths, and were full of shock!

Someone once said: "Jiu'er is the only standard for testing big shots!"

Indeed!

As the best among the musicians in the music industry, they understood the difficulty of this song too well.

Especially here at the end.

The ultimate high pitch, like a shout, completely exploded the anger, hatred, emotion, and momentum, hitting the soul directly!

It could be said.

Those in the music industry who could sing it were no more than five fingers.

And like the Ruthless Empress, singing to such an extreme, I'm afraid... none!

Backstage lounge.

The Queen of Hearts was limp all over; her high pitch, which she was proud of, was rubbed by that woman again, and it was a dimensionality-reduction level of rubbing.

On stage.

After the high pitch ended, the accompaniment became gentle.

Xu Mingyue fell into memory.

The most unforgettable thing about *Red Sorghum* was the scene where Zhou Xun perished with the devils.

She remembered Jiu'er's beautiful smile before she died.

What a good girl.

What strong wine.

What a beautiful homeland.

Just because of those beasts, everything was destroyed.

She closed her eyes, a clear tear fell, and she murmured:

"Jiu'er, I'm sending you to the distance."

Even the young girl herself was completely empathized.

If it weren't for them, Jiu'er would definitely have been able to live happily with Yu Zhan'ao, and the villagers would have been able to welcome the harvest season and harvest the sorghum happily.

Finally, the memory turned into a sigh.

The final singing voice, slow and slow:

"Jiu'er, I'm sending you to the distance..."

The voice lingered, long and endless, the singing voice kept echoing in the studio.

The stage lighting was fully turned on, and white light fell on the Ruthless Empress.

At this moment.

Countless viewers had roughly understood the story in the song, and under the triple influence of the story, the singing voice, and the empathy talent, they were completely shocked by this song.

Just like Master Composer Shen Xiao, conquered.

Legs soft, wanting to kneel.

For a time, the studio was quiet.

The masked singer backstage lounge was quiet. ===== CHAPTER 495 =====