Chapter 61 Interacted with the Third Cub

Yan Wenyu leaned closer to the microphone, his slightly red lips parting gently. The voice that spilled forth was as elegant, melodious, and richly magnetic as a cello.

He was currently performing the theme song for the upcoming movie, *Dear, Come Home*. Both the lyrics and the melody were entirely composed by him, and the song shared its title with the film.

The lyrics were filled with longing and sorrow, confusion and helplessness, concealing an endless depth of pain and remembrance.

Searching time and time again, running time and time again...

"If you are referring to that thing, I have seen it, but I certainly did not commit it to memory," Shen Zhenghui replied.

High above, the number of Sky-Surveying Hawk Guards patrolling the skies on routine daily duty was gradually increasing. Originally, a single squad of Hawk Guards was responsible for the daily patrol and surveillance of three to five neighborhoods, but now their numbers had grown to two squads assigned to monitor just one neighborhood.

"Oh no!" Ye Ruhong felt a shock in his heart. Barely managing to spin around, he used the momentum to swing his long saber backward.

Over a hundred disciples were already sitting cross-legged in meditation atop the cliff peak, eyes tightly closed as they surrounded the pool of purple liquid.

At the very beginning, both he and Qiu Gang had been paying close attention, ready to step in and help at any moment. Although their own injuries were not light, they still possessed the strength to fight. Moreover, both of them could clearly sense that Lu Yinsha was actually stronger than the boss, yet this evidently powerful Lu Yinsha was behaving like a paper tiger, shattering at the slightest poke.

The Demon Sovereign unleashed the Soul-Shadow Overlapping Demon Seal. Unlike Chu Yan, the power of this technique was sufficient to flatten more than half of the Jiannan Sect.

Furthermore, it was rumored that for this upcoming auction, the Kingdom of Jindu had even contributed several master-level works of art. Of course, the Kingdom of Jindu certainly did not care about that little bit of money; bringing those artworks to the auction was merely meant to add some prestige and momentum to the event.

Since the Emperor of Destruction had already been dealt with, Lin Fan did not bother to keep him around any longer. Lin Fan returned to the City of Sin, spent a whole day being intimate with Feng Ling, and then left the City of Sin accompanied by the White Fox.

With nearly twenty treasures laid out before him, Feng Zheyuan finally broke into a wide smile. Especially when he caught sight of the bottle that required its lid to be unscrewed and the pair of red lacquer-skinned gloves, his mouth split wide open in pure delight.

Ever since Zhao Heng had stood up for Sister Yao at the club last time, trampling the Bao father and son into the dirt, Baogeda's attitude toward her had completely changed. In the past, he used to summon Ding Lingling at a whim and dismiss her just as easily; now, he was endlessly attentive and impeccably polite, using the guise of pursuit to curry favor with her in a perfectly legitimate manner.

Reaching out a hand, he grabbed a handful of loose black hair and grinned coldly, his white teeth flashing even more brightly in the light.

After this brief interlude, he resumed deep breaths of the surrounding pure extreme-Yin spiritual energy, while the acupoints within his body continued to rapidly transform the passing spiritual energy into pure corpse Qi.

Chen Taibai pushed forward with both palms, his palm force seeming to condense into a Bagua diagram as it enveloped Li Quren.

Listening to the familiar calling voice beside his ear, the unconscious Tong Yan finally showed a trace of reaction. He tried his utmost to force his eyes open, but his eyelids felt as though they had been glued shut, refusing to open no matter what.

A black vortex appeared beside Qiancai, and from within it, mechanical creature after mechanical creature began to emerge. These were all Level 20 to 25 mechanical beasts, numbering around one hundred and fifty in total.

Niu Ben held nothing back, recounting every inside detail he knew according to his memory without the slightest reservation.

He had acted in quite a few films and television dramas. Although his roles lacked depth and he could never bring a flesh-and-blood character to life, as long as he made an appearance and his name was credited, that was enough. He could leave the exhausting physical work to his body doubles; as a top-tier celebrity, naturally he had to busy himself with cashing in on his fame.

Sister Fang said, "What a cruel and ruthless method you have—those were human lives!" The man let out a cold hum and said nothing more, though his hands pressed the attack even more fiercely.