Chapter 661

Since Warner Records fully detached from its parent company Time Warner and was independently acquired and restructured by Edgar Jr. earlier this year, countless eyes have been watching the vacant positions left behind at Warner Records.

This is also why Edgar Jr. previously complained to Zhou Yi about those people.

But now, when Warner suddenly withdrew all ongoing negotiation offers overnight and signed instead with an obscure Barbadian black man,

He Yiqian's brow knotted tightly, his dark, bright eyes narrowing dangerously.

I'll give you two-star RX-type hover shoes—top speed fifty kilometers per hour, each can fire fifteen incendiary rounds, with strong attack power and excellent defensive capability during retreat.

Wu Fayan smiled upon hearing this, waved his hand behind him, and a man rode forward slowly from the ranks—it was Bai Lixian.

Saito Yu Ji and Shi Liguai entered that circular gate for the first time and have remained in this world ever since; their experiences traveling other worlds are far fewer than You Qiuyuan's.

The phoenix clan's beings gazed at the Primordial Qilin, each pair of eyes filled with reverence.

This bizarre scene stunned even Taotie into temporary silence, but fortunately he recognized the nature of this power; after a brief moment of shock, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"You're the long-legs? Then my legs reach your chest—doesn't that make me super-duper long-legs?" I teased you, and you laughed happily.

Didn't Hu Batian the Sword Demon just get hammered away? How did his combat power suddenly surge to the point where everyone gasped in shock?

After greeting the driver, the overly conspicuous car on the street began to move slowly.

"I sensed a faint aura on one person that closely resembles my father's." Mo Fengyan did not conceal it, speaking out what he felt.

Yet she could tell that the other's gaze resembled that of someone beholding a beautiful work of art—or many wizards observing experimental specimens—but there was no trace of male desire toward a female.

The long vines were formed from spiritual energy; when Yan Mu saw them, she did not withdraw them, letting them absorb a bit of spiritual energy—she had more than enough, so this tiny amount didn't matter.

Ye Yu charged toward the Plane Spirit wielding the 【Sword of Bakrum】, his eyes brimming with endless battle intent. The Plane Spirit, in turn, drew a profoundly ancient sword and began clashing blades with Ye Yu.

Mao Chengfu's plan was to execute the cavalry's three-stage volley; for his qiāng cavalry, mobile shooting was second nature—this posed no challenge at all.

Hearing his subordinate's cry, Zu Dasou quickly turned his gaze—and indeed, a cavalry unit of several hundred men appeared in his field of vision.

"By the way, after all that, you still haven't answered my earlier question—do you have any supernatural abilities?" Xiao Tu asked, his eyes filled with doubt as he looked at Yang Cheng across from him.

A man dressed in a tailored suit, wearing sunglasses, gently pressed his lips together, as if waiting for someone.

"Ling?" Bai Lingxuan tilted her head cutely, staring at Feng Xiu before her with intense curiosity—as if she thought she was dreaming.

Yan Chuchu knew best: her brother always slept lightly and was highly alert; before coming to Jingdu, when he took her around other cities, he slept even more lightly.

The further one progresses, the harder it becomes to sense the Source Star Acupoints, and the more difficult they are to open. Qin Yang had a premonition: he would not sense the seventh Source Star Acupoint within the year.

Beneath the earth, darkness swallowed all light; any flicker of flame would be infinitely magnified in the dark, let alone a towering inferno.

Yet beneath the shadow of death, another uplifting piece of good news finally spread.

Bai Zhentian's meaning was clear: if you want him to reveal his method against Jian Chen, fine—but only if everyone present agrees to make him the leader of the Broken Sword Alliance.

Behind him, Vice Altar Master Liu could no longer suppress his excitement, exclaiming in shock, his eyes brimming with greed.

Zhuge Leng seemed utterly accustomed to the intimacy between Du Gu Sisi and Mo Qingyu; he even found their relationship somewhat coincidental.

However, this academy promoted the Spirit Beast path as too obscure, and so few students applied.

The Yuewang Emperor's breakthrough greatly strengthened Jiang Yun's side, now with two beings of Zongtian Realm. Yet Jiang Yun still had no intention of returning to the Myriad Realms, as others were still fully immersed in cultivation.

He stood tall and motionless, but his hands behind his back suddenly clenched—wind and thunder surged, and four or five streaks of Lei Ting lightning precisely shot toward the places he suspected.

Qin Haitao and Qin Haitian were stunned; they had already been crippled, yet now their own father had become a eunuch.

The two experts from Xianmiao Valley were shocked, roaring in fury, instantly unleashing their maximum power and charging toward Ji Yuchen.

Here he comes—Chen Long finally moved! The long-sleeping commentator suddenly came alive, his commentary soaring with passion, as if the legendary god himself were descending, his voice rising in intensity.

But despite that, Chen Long understood—on the football field, judgment still relied on the referee's gaze, but now one must rely on the gunshot's sound; different referees naturally fired at slightly different times, and he still wasn't used to it.

At this moment, Tang Shi and Tian Zhihen had slowed their attacks. Another level-two undead soldier, the Sword Wraith, lunged forward, its blade gleaming with chilling frost, piercing straight into Lin Dao's shoulder blade.

The hall suddenly fell into deathly silence; I remained frozen, tilted to one side—if I had merely suspected before, now I was certain.

Her appearance was altered, even her voice changed—yet she resolutely stepped onto this path.

After Chen Long took the field, he obviously couldn't waste time—that would be murder—but immediately, heavy guards surrounded him, clearly something Ma Qiaoni had planned long ago.

Everyone rose to take their leave; Consort Zheng no longer exited Chenghuan Palace first as she once did, but lagged behind. After everyone else had 'left,' she still stood inside the grand hall.

"Damn it, Lei Tingsheng, look at you now," Chen Hao thought gleefully—he never expected that the Ten Faces of Peach Blossom from the Dark Ten Demons was actually a subordinate of Lei Tingsheng, the Dark Assassin God, and had even received a token bestowed by Lei Tingsheng.

Anyway, giving it to Sister Yu, she'd just give it back to him again—so I'll need to get a few more black cards: one for Sister Yu, one for Xiao Xiao.

Pan Yuanhua never imagined that before he could marry Jiang Yuqing, she had died en route; grief-stricken, Pan Yuanhua raised his sword, ready to fight the Corpse Jiang Yu Yun to the death.

This explains why the Red Embroidered Shoes always targeted brides; to verify this theory, Shi Yi asked Z Bureau to investigate the lovers of previous brides killed by the Red Embroidered Shoes.