"Wen Fan! Wen Fan!" Duanmu Qingchen has returned to the Divine Guards, and is none other than Lord Ziheng Star Lord of the Ziwei Star Palace.
Wen Fan showed a trace of annoyance on his face. He naturally knew why Zi Heng was looking for him. She wanted him to go with her to look for Lian Youyou. Lian Youyou had disappeared from their world after the battle with the Yongye Clan. Yes, their world, because she existed in a world far higher than theirs.
When they returned to the throne, they found that the immortal realm didn't even know what happened. It can be seen that even they had their memories wiped out. Moreover, they had no idea that there were gods higher than them in this world. They called themselves gods, but in fact they were just immortals.
Therefore, no one knew of Lian Youyou's existence, and there was no way to find Lian Youyou.
"Why aren't you anxious?! Why don't you look for Youyou?!" Ziheng grabbed Wenfan's sleeve and asked anxiously, "You don't love Youyou at all!"
"Who said I don't love her!" Wen Fan's face immediately flushed red, and he pushed Ziheng away, "Do you think I didn't look for her? I look for her every day! I've looked for ancient scrolls, divine books, and everything I could find! But I really can't find a way to get to the divine realm!"
"Then let's shout!" Ziheng suddenly said, "In folk myths and novels, a certain god would say, 'If you shout me three times, I will appear in front of you. Maybe the same thing can be done in the God Realm. Let's shout!"
Wen Fan looked at Zi Heng in disbelief, and Zi Heng nodded at him: "Let's give it a try!"
Wen Fan saw in Ziheng's eyes the helplessness of an ordinary person, and decided to try every possible means.
Wen Fan opened his mouth awkwardly, but Ziheng had already shouted: "Youyou - my goddess - we died - we came to find you -"
Wen Fan's face turned red and he looked at Ziheng stiffly. This was so stupid!
"Youyou——I love you——I want to be your male lover——Please accept me——"
Wen Fan remained stiff. He could never say such words, let alone shout them. He was the Star Lord! He had to save face!
"long--"
"Are you the only one who wants to be my male concubine?" Suddenly, a golden light flashed, and Lian Youyou put her hands behind her back and looked at the two completely stunned star gods in front of her with a smile.
Lian Youyou raised her eyebrows: "What? You're not talking anymore? Then I'm leaving." Lian Youyou pretended to turn around, and Ziheng immediately pounced on her: "Take me away——"
Ziheng hugged Lian Youyou's arm and began to beg: "Please take me away! My goddess! I am willing to be your male concubine or male servant! As long as you let me go with you, I don't mind doing anything!"
Wen Fan continued to be in a stalemate. He has no bottom line!
Lian Youyou smiled: "Okay, let's go." Lian Youyou really took Ziheng with her and was about to leave.
Wen Fan continued to freeze. Lian Youyou was actually summoned by Ziheng! And now, Lian Youyou was really going to take Ziheng away. They were almost about to step into the golden gate, but he was left alone.
"Wait!" Wen Fan was anxious and chased after him a few steps, but still stopped with a blushing face.
Lian Youyou turned around and looked at him: "I don't like to force others, but you are not gods, but immortals, so I..."
"I do!" Suddenly, Wen Fan bit his lip and said it, but he didn't even dare to look at Lian Youyou's face. He turned his face to the side and gritted his teeth, "I... am willing to be yours..."
"Wenfan, do you know why I force you like this?"
Wen Fan lowered his head: "It's to test whether I am willing to give up all my self-esteem for you."
Lian Youyou smiled: "Only by letting go can you be invincible. Wen Fan, Ziheng..." Lian Youyou's expression became serious. The two of them looked at Lian Youyou at the same time. She smiled and looked at them, "I don't want you to go back with me to be my male favorites, but to be my left and right divine assistants."
"Divine assistant?" The expressions of the two began to become confused.
Lian Youyou looked sincere: "Just like a prime minister."
Immediately, the two of them looked surprised.
Lian Youyou shrugged: "I have seen your ability to do clerical work, but your identity is indeed not that of a god yet. Therefore, if you still carry that bit of arrogance as a star lord, and become inferior in front of other gods, you will also lose your self-esteem. In simple terms, you have to be as shameless as Ziheng, then other people's humiliation will be like a cloud to you and will not hurt your self-esteem at all. Wenfan, do you understand?" Lian Youyou stared deeply at Wenfan's handsome face. He was carefully selected and trained by her. She believed in his ability and that he could handle those tedious divine affairs.
Wen Fan stared at Lian Youyou in a daze, his heart filled with mixed emotions!
"Then can I work part-time as your male lover?" Ziheng's words almost made Wen Fan's face burst with emotions. As expected, when it comes to shamelessness, he is not as good as him!
Lian raised her lips and smiled: "It depends on my mood~~~" She smiled, raised her face, turned around and walked into the door of golden light.
Ziheng immediately followed up like a servile person: "Don't worry, I'm the best at making women happy. By the way, Youyou, when I was Duanmu Qingchen, I really didn't marry a queen! I didn't expect Jinhong was also a Purple Star Official. I gave the throne to him, so I will be a virgin until I die!"
Wen Fan couldn't help laughing, shook his head, regained his composure, and stepped into the golden light confidently. At this moment, he was extremely confident, because he knew that he was the man chosen by the goddess herself, and his ability was no worse than other men! Moreover, sooner or later, he would surpass them and become a qualified male god beside Youyou, admired by everyone!
Time flies, and now modern...
Beijing is full of tall buildings and elevated roads. However, in this modern and technological metropolis, some old-style buildings are still preserved and have become modern cultural relics protection buildings.
In an old alley, old men like to play chess against the wall.
Next to them was an antique gate. Although there were street lights in the alley, there were still two somewhat scary white lights hanging on the wooden door.
Next to the gate, there is a wooden plaque with the words: Beijing City No. 9 Bureau.
No one knows what the Ninth Bureau does, and no one cares. Because now the names of various departments are too many and complicated, with a bureau here and an institute there, and everyone is a little confused.
However, the old men like to play chess here very much, because there is a chess master in this nine-game game.
"Squeak." The door opened, and a fat man in a white silk shirt came out. He picked up a broom and began to sweep the floor at the door. While sweeping, he also watched the uncles playing chess. However, the uncles looked down on him and said, "Fat Buddha, you go sweep the floor. We have to wait for Xiaoliang to come out and teach us how to play chess."
Fat Buddha smiled and called into the door, "Little Lettuce, the masters are waiting for you to play chess."
"Here he comes!" A young man wearing sunglasses ran out immediately. If someone didn't know the secret under his sunglasses, they would never know that he was actually a blind man.
Little Lettuce immediately sat on the small stool prepared for him by the uncles and began to give instructions.
The ash fell, and Fat Buddha frowned: "Oh, Chief, I just cleaned it up here."
Sanniang, wearing a sexy red dress, leaned against the door, holding an elegant lady's cigarette holder between her fingers, with a look of disgust on her face: "I've been complaining so much lately, I think we should learn from the salesmen outside and go and get business." She turned inside, "Everyone, go out and get business!"
"Yes! Chief!" Everyone ran out from the inner room.
Yun Yao had disheveled hair, and Zi Gu, who also looked a little disheveled, followed closely beside her. It was obvious that they had been doing some exercise that was not suitable for children that morning.
Yun Xi was dressed in formal attire, smiling confidently at Sanniang. Beside him was Yuchi Shaolang with short white hair, who was also wearing a magic mirror and dressed coolly, like a cool singer on the stage. Beside him was the original owner of the blood sword, the real Lin Tingjun.
Sanniang glanced at everyone with a look of disdain on her face: "Look at you! You don't work hard, you're just lazy all day long! You two! You're still sleeping so early in the morning!"
Yun Yao and Zi Gu both blushed.
Sanniang looked at Yuchi Shaolang again: "And you! You're busy broadcasting live all day long, dreaming of your stardom. Do you have the nerve to see your master?!"
Yuchi Shaolang silently took off the magic mirror and lowered his head.
Sanniang looked at Lin Tingjun again and thought, forget it, he has always been very dedicated.
Sanniang rolled her eyes at them unhappily and said, "Okay, the morning meeting is over, let's get back to work."
Everyone looked up and smiled brightly, but suddenly, their expressions froze at the same time and they all looked behind Sanniang in shock.
Sanniang turned around in confusion, and when she saw the girl at the door, her eyes were already wet. It was her who came back, it was her!
Lian Youyou was wearing an elegant dress, standing at the door, next to her was the equally excited Fat Buddha. A breeze blew, lifting her hair, and bringing bursts of delicate lotus fragrance into the Nine Gates... (To be continued)