inted."Come on, come on! Sing one!" Zhao Jiayin pushed a microphone into Hao Ren's hands; the song was just halfway through.Actually, without Hao Ren here, they had taken turns singing until they were...hundreds of years of cultivation power before diving deep into the sea.Kunpeng spread his wings and flew away; Segmentiao launched three green lights—head and both wings were hit. One of the green lig...