Continuously Dying in Becoming a God

"This boy is extraordinary. Disciple, you must be careful not to provoke him." The old Taoist priest looked at Chen Sanyuan warily. "Yes, master, but how did you see it?" The young apprentice was a little confused. "Look at the way his mouth is tilted at an unusual angle. It's possible that a group of big men in black robes might rush in and kneel down to call him an official," the old Taoist priest exclaimed. "System, you clearly said you wanted me to pretend to be sexy and make my girlfriend regret it. Now, what's the point of controlling me to sit at the wedding venue and mutter my mouth for half an hour?" Later, Chen Sanyuan was kicked out of the wedding gate with his mouth crooked as he was sent off by the strong man. He sat at the door with his mouth crooked and cried. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.