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I felt wronged. ”Is it that serious?”

”Serious! ”You still know how serious it is?” The Sun Lao'er continued to roar, ”I was simply killed by you! If the Heavenly Court finds out, then it would be weird if I don't descend to the mortal realm! ”

”Er —” I wondered. ”Weren't you always in the mortal world?”

”Stop talking nonsense,” Sun Lao'er looked at the empty bottle in my hand and asked, ”What kind of Magic Weapon are you holding? is able to knock down Zhao Gongming and his two lackeys? ”

”Zhao Gongming? That guy just now is the God of Fortune? ” I asked in horror.

”That's right!” The Sun Lao'er continued to roar, ”800 years ago, my Sun Lao'er and Zhao Gongming fought over the position of the God of Fortune because that old fellow dressed in clothes that was more respectable than mine and looked more respectable than me. It was hard to wait for 800 years, and finally, it's time for the Heavenly Court's cadres to take turns, and it's finally my turn, and with your snatching, Zhao Gongming will be able to go back and become a god of wealth. You've also become the King of Hell, and I'm hanging empty … ” He looked up and roared, ”My position as the God of Fortune!”

I couldn't hear what he was saying at all. I just muttered to myself, ”I've died a terrible death. I've offended the God of Fortune. I've died a miserable death. I've offended the God of Fortune, so I'm destined to be poor for life …”

”He can't thank you enough!” Sun Lao'er waved his hand, using his fingernail that was filled with filth to point at the empty bottle in my hand. ”Brat, honestly speaking, who exactly gave you the Magic Weapon in your hand?”

Hearing Sun Lao'er's words, my expression couldn't help but turn cold, and my mind was a little muddled. That's right, who gave this to me? Everything happened in a flash today. In the end, the scene fell upon the middle-aged woman who was hugging the dog. Remembering the faint trace of pride in her eyes when I left, I couldn't help but shout out, ”I've been tricked!” F * ck, he was tricked by that middle-aged woman.

Zhao Gongming's fake smile immediately appeared in front of me and I understood, ”This is a conspiracy! This is a political plot! ” The two Black and White Impermanence stuck their heads in, but they didn't need to open the door as they stuck their heads in through the glass. At this point, I can only stir up trouble and sow discord. ”It must be Zhao Gongming's scheme …”

Sun Lao'er slapped my head, ”Screw your sister!”

”Great Immortal Sun, you must uphold justice for me!” From generation to generation, small figures like me would often become the political victims of big figures, and my end would often be miserable.

I had snot and tears all over my face as I explained in detail how I bought the wine, how I drank the wine, and how I came to this shop. could he not be Zhao Gongming's accomplice? ”

Bullshit, he's the same as me, a third-rate deity. How could he give you such a huge sum of money to give you a High-grade Magic Weapon?” Sun Lao'er frowned as he looked through all the deities in the Heavenly Court.

The Sun Lao'er extended his hand in confusion, wanting to take the empty bottle from me to examine it carefully. However, the moment his fingers touched the bottle, it was as if he was electrocuted and was sent flying, crashing heavily into the wall.

I looked at Sun Lao'er in horror. Sun Lao'er crawled up from the ground and patted off the dust on his body, ”Damn it, this thing is even stronger than Jiang Ziya's God Slapping Whip!”

I looked at the empty bottle in my hands and gritted my teeth. ”This is a disaster!” He stretched out his hand and fell heavily on the ground. Don't blame me for crippling my own martial arts. This thing cannot be left alive. I don't want to wake up every day with a group of deities carrying their own magic treasures. Or maybe he was innocent and had a treasure that deserved his punishment. One night, a certain god who came to steal Magic Weapon was inexplicably beheaded.

The bottle landed on the ground, and the expected clear cracking sound didn't come out. Instead, there was a dull sound, and the bottle bounced up like a rubber ball.

I held the empty bottle tightly, tears brimming in my eyes as I held onto my nose that was once again bleeding profusely.

Sun Lao'er sighed, ”Forget it, don't waste any time. Magic Weapon are so easily destroyed.

”What exactly is this thing?” I asked.

Sun Lao'er shook his head, ”I don't know either, all I know is that they are definitely High-grade Magic Weapon s like the Apricot Flags, Spirit Breaking Whip, Sky Covered Seal, Jade Bottle, and Jingu Bang. Only the Bodhisattvas and those old monsters who have long ago left the world have them.”

My curiosity was piqued. The rare moment of gossip had arrived. ”Who's the old freak?”

Sun Lao'er was very alert, he rolled his eyes and glared at me, ”What does it have to do with you?”

I asked, ”Great Immortal Sun, what do we do now?”

Sun Lao'er continued to look at me blankly, ”What else can you do? Be your King of Hell!”

My tears immediately flowed down my face. Even though I had a terrible life, I didn't want to die. ”Great Immortal Sun, you have to save me. I don't want to die —”