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In the second match, Imperial Consort Li took out his treasured sword, while Literary God also took out his treasured sword from the rack. The two of them stood on stage, the swords in their hands danced, it was truly a beautiful sight to behold. There was a spirit hidden within the light, and a killing intent that emanated from within the sharpness.

Literary God laughed: "Good sword art miss!"

When the two of them fought, everyone could see that it was a perfect match, a perfect match. Furthermore, the Literary God was at the top of the competition, always ending when the sword tip was about to kill the other party.

Wen Lifei said with a red face and a smile, "Young Noble has let me win!"

In the third round, there seemed to be no need for a competition, but in order to convince the people on the stage, the Literary God would have to fight again. It would be a shooting match, just like the shooting of pigeons in the previous two rounds.

Only this time, when the white and grey pigeons were released into the air, Literary God and Wen Lifei each had three arrows in their hands, pulling the bows with them. Three arrows shot out at the same time, six pigeons shot towards the neck, and one pigeon shot through two arrows.

"Alright!"

"Alright!"

"Great!"

"This young genius is indeed the number one person in China!"

Everyone applauded and cheered. The audience was in an uproar, and Literary God suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention.

Literary God thought: "This insignificant skill is not enough to trouble me. I am an immortal! Fortunately, the fight with the old woman from the Mushan Sect was over. Second Brother, where can I find you? "

The clerk also announced in a very happy tone, "Everyone, quiet down. This Literary God is my daughter's husband from now on." He raised Literary God's hand and everyone below the stage was filled with excitement.

"Alright!"

"It's too fitting!"

"It's simply a perfect match!"

"It can't be any better …"

Literary God was so embarrassed that he wanted to throw away his hands that were not used to being a clerk, but he was too embarrassed to show his face. His face was completely red, and everyone thought that he was shy.

"This youngster is really shy!"

"Whose child is this?"

The people below the stage were discussing.

Literary God could only answer truthfully: "Uncle, I am really sorry, I never thought of getting married, I was just passing by. Because I was curious, that's why I caused such a disaster, I hope uncle can forgive my recklessness."

When the clerk heard this, his face turned red for a moment and then white for a moment.

He held Literary God's hand tightly and said: "You want to go back on your words in front of everyone here?"

Literary God complained in his heart: "I, ai, if I, ai …"

"May I ask if you already have a wife?" Imperial Consort Li's grandfather asked.

"Not really!" The Literary God said.

"Do you have any concerns?" the clerk asked.

"Lil 'Sheng, I only came here to play. I didn't expect to have a marriage alliance!" The Literary God said helplessly.

"As the saying goes, you came here by destiny to meet up with someone you don't know? "If you want to plant a flower but don't bloom, if you don't want to plant a willow tree, please don't refuse it. Miss Wen must be a talented person like you, Sir, to be compatible with her!"

One of the peacemakers smiled and said to the Literary God.

Wen Lifei naturally secretly approved, and the Literary God said: "Miss Imperial Consort Li, since we are all surnamed Wen, then we are all family. Just be my younger sister, I am actually just here to take a stroll! "I have no other plans." I am only here to save those who entered the Samsara Mirror. How could I have the heart to marry you?

Imperial Consort Li shook her head. This person was not ordinary, and was rarely seen in the human world.

"Young master, since you have surpassed me in terms of literary talent and martial arts, and even won this competition, you are my favorite. Imperial Consort Li will recognize young master and will not change this for the rest of her life!" Wen Lifei said seriously.

"I really can't do that. Miss Imperial Consort Li, I'm afraid I can't bring you happiness!" Literary God looked at the beautiful Imperial Consort Li, at first, he shook his head, but when he saw those beautiful eyes shining with tears, his heart started to waver, how beautiful was she? But I can't be lost. I can't be lost.

"I don't care. Even if I had only been together with you for a single day, I would have felt happy in a single day. Without you, I would not have felt happy!" Wen Lifei said as she shed tears.

"Sigh!" Since ancient times, I have felt nothing but hatred. Miss, please stop being stubborn. The Star Lord is just like a meteor streaking across the sky by accident. Literary God sighed, his heart sinking. How could he bear to hurt her? If she didn't do it soon, her injuries would be even worse in the future.

But I'm a god! I can't do anything that violates the rules of heaven! God can't marry, alas! Thinking about it, Literary God gave an excuse: "I still need to go home and discuss marriage matters with my parents. Since ancient times, it has always been my parents who make decisions."

Literary God was secretly pleased with himself for not revealing his identity and for free.

Literary God said as he walked. He was afraid that if he stayed here, he would change his mind. When he ran, many people started to chase after him.

The servants of Wen's Mansion ran as they shouted, "Young Master, please stop, quickly stop! The servants ran breathlessly.

But Literary God quickly ran forward, turning right and left, leaving them all behind.

"Eh, I clearly saw him run here, why did he disappear?" The servant said.

"Strange, why is Young Master running so fast!" The one who was in front of me a moment ago disappeared in a blink of an eye. "

The servants were all surprised, but there was nothing they could do.

"Haha, you can't find it? You want to catch me? "Sigh, he's overestimating himself." Literary God stood on a tree and laughed as he spoke.

Wen Lifei was extremely furious, it was not easy to find someone that was worthy of him, but this time, she wanted to escape, as though she was afraid that if she were to marry someone, she would suffer greatly.

She pushed all the things on the table to the floor, ruthlessly breaking the dressing box, the mirror, and so on, and hacked a small round rake into several pieces, saying angrily: "Hmph, what's the big deal, if I don't marry you then I won't marry you, don't let me meet you again, I will personally kill you to vent my anger!" After he finished speaking, he thought, I'm not his opponent at all, how can I kill him?

"Child, don't be angry, it's not worth losing your body from anger. It's not like that Young Master Wen didn't say that he won't marry you, he only said that he wanted to discuss it with his family. My daughter needs to be patient, so don't keep throwing tantrums. Mother Wen said with a smile.

"Mom, he bullied me!" As Wen Lifei said this, she threw herself into his mother's arms and started to cry loudly.

"Alright, alright, let us handle this matter. You can rest assured!" Mother Wen gently caressed Wen Lifei's hair and said with a smile.