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The next day, as if there was nothing wrong with Literary God, he began to search for the Star Lord.

"Second Brother, where are you? You think too simply, and don't know if you still have the Immortal Body to protect. If you think this way, I can at least sense you, but right now, I can't feel anything, so I really hope you can give me a surprise, but, it's been three months, and even if I flipped over China, I still can't feel you, could it be that you really have become a mortal? Sigh! I should be able to recognize you at a glance even if you are reincarnated as a mortal, but …

And you, Dugu, you learnt just a little of my immortal arts, but still avoided me, it's really strange. "

Literary God searched for an entire three months, almost flipping through all of ancient China but he still could not find these two people.

's group was the first friend the Literary God made when he first arrived in Hua Xia.

Thinking back to when he just came out from the Samsara Mirror, he opened his eyes and saw the Wen Jia Village, then went to a small pub to pretend to drink, while at the same time inquiring about the news.

The sound of drinking could be heard from inside, "Six six!"

"If you don't want to come out, then don't want to come out!"

"Hello brothers!"

A strong man dressed in black walked over coldly with a wine gourd on his back and a black hat on his head. He was wielding a treasured sword in his hand.

No one could see his face clearly, but they were shocked by his powerful aura.

He placed his sword on the table. "Waiter, give me a pot of wine, a plate of peanuts, three plates of vegetables, and four pounds of beef!"

"Sure!" The waiter immediately ran over and bowed in response.

He heard someone say, "Did you know? At this moment, there is a competition for the betrothal ceremony outside the office. The daughter outside of the office is as beautiful as a fairy with both civil and martial skills. Anyone who can marry her is truly fortunate! "

"I heard that a year ago, this great beauty Wen Jiazhuang was already invincible, and this time, she also challenged countless heroes from all over the country. For the past three days, she has simply been invincible, and has really shamed my son." Another drinker said.

"Hurry up and tell us what happened during the competition!" Another customer said.

The man began to talk, and spoke of his interest in imitating it perfectly.

The black clothed man was drinking while eating meat, the Literary God was coincidentally sitting at the same table as him, smiling as he ate and drank, his ears naturally not idle, of course not idle even if he wanted to, because the voice of the speaker was extremely penetrating, as if afraid that no one else would be able to hear.

The first time Literary God laid eyes on him, he felt that there was a certain kind of aura coming from him that resembled Wu Songxing's, but he also seemed so aloof and cold. Although his second brother was straightforward, he was hot-blooded and honest, but was he different from his second brother?

There should be a familiar magnetic field around the man, but he didn't notice it at all. Even if he had been reincarnated as a mortal, he would have been able to sense it immediately. This man was definitely not his second brother.

When the Literary God saw that the person before him was not Star Lord Wu Qu, he immediately walked forward.

"Hello, customer, you haven't paid yet!" The waiter stopped him.

"Pay?" Literary God was stunned, especially for the first time, how would he know how to pay these personnel for food? He just stood there.

"No money? Want to eat an overlord's meal? Don't think that your looks can be used as money, you can't leave without paying. " said a man who looked like a butler, and a moment later several servants stopped him.

Literary God groped in his pocket dumbly, but didn't find anything. Seeing that they were about to start a fight, the man in black took out something that signified a bill and slapped it on the table. "Count it in my account."

"Alright!" Seeing that someone was paying for him, the shop owner immediately changed his expression. He thought to himself, This item is worth a lot of money.

Literary God laughed awkwardly. He was very grateful and began to chat with him. Who would have thought that seeing this person at first glance would make them like friends? Drinking together, chatting about life, they were incomparably happy.

"Little Brother Dugu, so it turns out that master is the Great Void Heavenly Sovereign, I have really heard of you for a long time." Literary God laughed and said.

"Brother Wen Qu, let me toast you. I have been a child for ten years and the Old Man Sky Sovereign has not taught me his skills and skills. Hey, I can forget about wasting ten years of time and time, the Sky Sovereign said that I have not gotten lucky and actually drove me down the mountain. Other than having strength, there is nothing to congratulate me for that." Dugu said in a dejected tone after he drank a cup of wine.

"Little brother Dugu, you're too modest. To be able to become the disciple of an Empyrean, you are definitely not an ordinary person. Come, cheers. Literary God laughed and said.

After the two of them finished eating, Literary God brought Dugu and the rest to the outskirts of the city, where he experienced Dugu's martial arts. It was exactly as he said, the Sky Sovereign did not teach him martial arts.

The Literary God shook his head, in order to thank him for his hospitality, he taught him a technique to protect himself, which made Dugu and the others extremely happy.

Ever since he found out that the wenjiazhuang competition was being held. Dugu's group was itching to give it a try, he said that he wanted to return home, so he went to Wen Jia Village to participate in the competition, and had an appointment with Literary God to come fight at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, but in the end Literary God became impatient, seeing that he was about to leave the stage, he did not come, at least he helped him win the competition, but he could not find anyone else to fight, he was extremely gloomy.

The Literary God sighed as he walked along a small path. After that, he lied in the forest and thought in peace, "Where did this old friend go? How could it be that he would never return? Was this even possible? Let me think about it, as a deity, do I not believe that I won't be able to find a mortal like you? "

As the proverb goes, people are afraid of fame, pigs are afraid of strength, Literary God entered into his dreams just as he was dreaming, and was arrested. It turned out that many warm-hearted people had already betrayed him.

When he woke up from his dream, he was actually lying on Wen Lifei's bed in her dressing room.

"Aiya, what's going on? That's not right, I was sleeping in the forest. Why would I sleep in a bed made of silk? Furthermore, there was also a beautiful lady who looked like a soft and sweet jade by his side — — Wen Lifei, I was originally a deity, how could I be so foolish? "Oh no, even if I jump into the Yellow River, I won't be able to wash it off." Literary God was shocked. After waking up, he started sweating profusely and got up immediately.

It turned out that deities also had times to take a nap. Of course, deities taking a nap wasn't that bad, but what was inappropriate was that they were plotted against. It turned out that even deities could have their own moments of confusion. Literary God was such a great deity, but he never would have thought that he should never have lied down on Wen's Mansion's forest estate. Of course, it wasn't that big of a deal even if the manor he was lying on was Wen Jia Village. The key thing was that Yue Lao had secretly tied him up with a red string while he was sleeping.