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What is the attic in Yiyu?

I smiled bitterly. After all, it was a gang I established with one hand. Yiyu Loft can be said to have installed too many memories of me. The large gang that once once stormed and fortunate has now become a "thing" in the mouths of others. Alas, I don't know how big brother, second brother, Su Shu, Xu Xin, they are doing. Are they doing well? Are they still in the eternal century...

After looking at the back in front of me, I stretched out my arm again: "Hey... brother, I want to..."

"Wow... is here, here!!"

In a craze!!

Suddenly, a shout came out in the crowd, and then an unprecedented wave of discussion broke out. The player in front of him also looked at the western sky with all his heart and concentration.

Seeing this, I shook my head helplessly, then raised my head and looked at the western sky.

"Look, the player of Xuanyuan Gate."

"Oh my God, fly in the sky."

"Wow, it's so handsome!"

Sure enough, a fiery red flame light was sailing towards this place in the sky, looking extremely fast.

As time went by, the flames in the sky became bigger and bigger, and it became closer and closer to the wooden platform. Finally, a tsunami-like shouting sounded in the crowd. The flames were only two hundred meters away from the wooden platform. After a few breaths, the fiery red flames appeared clearly above us, and I finally saw it and saw it in a real way.

The fiery red flame light was nothing but a flying sword. The flying sword was about five feet long and was full of red. There was a bunch of boiling flame scattered around it. Above the flying sword was a man with bright light shining all over his body. A bright white sword hung obliquely on his back, and a purple-glittered badge on his shoulder was also the mark of Xuanyuan Gate.

Mo Qianchi, the only information I learned from the man in the sky was a nickname. At this moment, tens of thousands of people in the audience were shocked. I, who had disagreed, was also shocked by the atmosphere around me... Flying on the sword, galloping across the sky, above all the people, without any words, just one body was completely suppressing tens of thousands of people!

What a glory this is?

At this moment, Mo Qianchi was simply shining with stars!

"I will definitely reach such a level too! Sure!"

I took a deep breath and set my first goal in eternity in my heart, which is to travel around the nine heavens and fly with swords like Mo Qianchi!

In the joy of the crowd, Mo Qianchi slowly lowered the fiery red flying sword, with a lofty face on his face, and looked down at the player group below without any emotion.

At this time, the four representatives of Xiaoxuan Gate on the stage, and the nine people behind him bent down and automatically spread out on both sides of the stage. They were respectful, so respectful. Seeing this, Mo Qianchi continued to slowly descend, and finally landed smoothly at the center of Xuan Gate players on both sides. When they landed, the flying sword under his feet spewed out a few feet of flames, and then flew in the air for a few turns and fell straight into the empty sword sheath on his back.

In an instant, the audience was quiet, and tens of thousands of people on the venue were waiting silently for Mo Qianchi's speech on the stage.

"I am Mo Qianchi, the deacon of Xuanyuan Gate. I am very happy that so many friends have come to support our Xuanyuan Gate. Today, I came to Shuguang Village to send you a gift under the order of the sect leader. Of course, there is only one gift, and it is only for those who are destined to be. There are a few questions about the distribution of gifts. I hope everyone can answer them enthusiastically."

Mo Qianchi's lips and teeth moved slightly, and the very magnetic man's words rang throughout the entire venue.

After Mo Qianchi finished speaking, a low voice in the venue also started to sound. At this moment, most people in the venue knew that there was not much hope for them to receive the gifts from Xuanyuan Gate this time. There were tens of thousands of people crowded in the venue, and there was only one gift distributed by Xuanyuan Gate, so the probability of this person with destiny would be only one in tens of thousands.

At this time, Mo Qianchi took two steps forward and said, "I believe everyone is full of expectations for this gift from our Xuanyuan Gate? Then I will tell you directly. The gift sent by Xuanyuan Gate this time is a hidden profession, and a hidden profession worth tens of millions of yuan."

After Mo Qianchi finished speaking, a tsunami-like discussion broke out from the audience.

"Wow!!"

"No, a hidden profession of tens of millions of yuan?"

"Oh my God, Xuanyuan Gate is too big."

"OMG! I must be the one who is destined to be."

“…”

I was also a little shocked. The hidden profession of tens of millions of RMB was just given to others like this?

"Master, what is a hidden profession?" Meiji's voice sounded in her ears.

I replied: "Special professions that are different from ordinary professions are generally stronger than ordinary professions."

Meiji looked at me thoughtfully, then turned around and continued to look at the wooden platform intently.

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"I told you before that there is only one gift, and only one person who received this gift, and this person is searching for this group of people. Since it is a hidden profession, the level limit is level one. Players who are above level one in the field can only blame you for being unlucky. Next, I will ask Shuan to select this destined person."

Mo Qianchi's voice sounded, and the venue became quiet again, and they were silently waiting for the question of tying that Mo Qianchi was about to raise. At this moment, the players in the venue with a level above level 1 were all dejected, as if they had been sentenced to death.

"The first question, who knows whether the Yiyu Loft is Ling Hantian?" Mo Qianchi glanced at the audience, and his loud voice spread throughout the venue.

After saying that, I was shocked to the spot, and even my whole body trembled in the familiar words Mo Qianchi said.

I’m attic in the Immortal Rain…The cold sky!!

I never expected that the first question Mo Qianchi asked was this. But why is this? Almost three years have passed, and those should be forgotten by people in the Eternal Continent. Why is it said by the deacon of Xuanyuan Gate? It is related to today's hidden profession worth tens of millions today.

Could this be a trap? The power behind the Xuanyuan Gate is the Qin Group and the Zhou Family? They want to kill all my friends Ling Hantian?

A chilled, and a terrible guess came out of my mind.

"Haha, I know." At this time, a fat man with big ears raised his fat arms.

"Well, I also know that my brother said that he was a generation of gods in Huayu City and his ultimate fan." At this time, a beautiful girl in the audience also waved her little palm with a bright smile on her face.

“Haha~~ I know too.”

"I know~~"

Immediately, many players in the venue raised their palms. It seemed that the word Yiyu Loft and Ling Hantian were not unfamiliar in the Eternal Continent.

After a few minutes, almost half of the players in the venue waved their palms. At this moment, Mo Qianchi's cold face on the wooden platform also showed a little smile, and it seemed that he was very satisfied with the scene that happened off the scene.

"Well, very good, so my friend who raised his hands just now, please write down your understanding of our first generation god, "Ling Hantian" in Huayu City, into pictures and send it to me. The most detailed and truest one is today's destined person. Okay, let's start writing pictures and signings now." After Mo Qianchi said that, he stood leisurely in place with his hands behind his back, waiting for everyone's pictures and signs.
Chapter completed!