Chapter 409: The Matchmaker Comes to the Door, A Trust

Gu Chang sat at the table, carefully reading that sample issue of "Immortal Dao," a pen in hand making annotations and notes, his expression especially earnest.

He had already read this issue three times; among them, there were two articles he had flipped back and forth over, reading them at least seven or eight times, the page corners and lines between filled densely with his thoughts and realizations.

When he first read this book, it was actually more because this book was given to him by Sect Leader Zheng—

He was not a heartless person; with his level of aptitude, the Sect Leader

The recruitment officer of the opposing Flame Legion frowned; although these few people were insignificant to them, having them snatched away like this made him somewhat displeased.

"Alas, how could I forget you, old sir? Immortal Master, please wait a moment, I will go find you." As Long Changjiang spoke, he directed his thought toward the source of that voice, and before the voice in the air finished, he appeared before an old woman.

Qingcheng said, "The great work is done; let's go see Grandmaster's horse." In high spirits, she jumped over and lay on Qi Tian's back. Qi Tian, helpless, could only carry her down into the courtyard.

"We might as well first investigate these few stone caves and look for information on the Fire Feather Tribe." Ji Yuan hesitated for a moment, then suggested.

Qi Tian thought of how they and Black Impermanence were trapped in a heavy encirclement; at this moment, they were likely facing more doom than hope. Seeing the object and thinking of the person, he recalled their brief acquaintance, yet the sentiment of gifting the sword was truly profound, and he could not help but feel a wave of gloom.

According to his original plan, he intended to fake his death and escape for a time, entering seclusion to cultivate in Rong Valley.

"Don't make a scene; let me see what you're wearing." Chen Pengwei pulled her, not allowing her to get up, so Shui Lanqing could only sit beside him, turning her head to look.

And those conspirators who had been eyeing her and her mother hungrily would surely cherish this rare opportunity, shifting from stillness to motion, and launch a full-scale assault to kill.

Old Lu said, "Naturally, we must verify it for everyone." As he spoke, he opened the wooden box; a crystal-clear white jade pill, as if shrouded in holy light, appeared before everyone, and at the same time, a rich, fragrant aroma spread through the hall, causing everyone who smelled it to involuntarily sniff deeply.

Qi Tian picked up his chopsticks, just about to pick up some food, when suddenly he heard Qingcheng cry "Ouch," flash a signal at him, and collapse softly to the ground. Although he did not understand the reason, he clearly saw her intent was for him to follow suit without hesitation, so he could only collapse as well.

"You finally woke up; how is Hu Niu?" Bai Baihe, who had been guarding the altar, saw Yu Mu wake up and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"Braised Egg!" Just as Nick was watching intently, a familiar voice came from directly in front of him.

The other righteous players, upon hearing there were points to be farmed here, finally arrived tardily, coming in a steady stream.

A few more days passed, and Yu Mu finally completed the cultivation of the three-layered Dragon Seal. Only then did he discover that even if the front was not the Golden Dragon Seal, he could not cultivate the four-layered Dragon Seal.

When first entering the Infinite Domain, the controller was still present; the intrusion of the Seven Poisons Group broke the script settings, causing the controller to become chaotic and automatically detach from the core.

To avoid wasting time and letting other guilds luckily obtain other quest items first, only to be eliminated again, Long Hun would lose face on a massive scale.

For the Whitebeard Pirates, for his own sons, Whitebeard wanted to gamble with fate one last time.

If one wanted to leave Tian Zhong Star, shouldn't one go directly to the upper layer? Stopping at the middle layer means one does not intend to leave, right?

The crack continued to grow, crisscrossing and spreading deeper; water gathered, surging like rivers and seas, with shattered ice mixed in the waves splashing up, like stars skimming over the sea surface.

But who could have thought that the driver of the ambulance posted online yesterday for refusing to save someone, saved a child again that very night?

Within the airflow, a large-sized black military transport plane dove down from the half-sky and slowly landed at a certain military airfield in North Africa.

Wang Ge lifted his teacup and said gratefully, "We are all classmates; it was only right." In truth, even if they were not classmates, Wang Ge would certainly have helped.