God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 1989 The Battle of the Drunken Concubine Pavilion (1)

Drunken Concubine Pavilion.

Sixteen Dynasties Allied Forces.

The Drunken Concubine Pavilion of the Tianzhu Dynasty is well-known. It is said that it was the place where a concubine who was overwhelmed by the country and the reigning emperor met for the first time in the history of Tianzhu.

Seeing the drunken concubine misses her whole life.

The emperor became drunk when he saw the concubine, and since then the harem has been boundless in favor.

Because of its great reputation, the Drunken Concubine Pavilion has mountains and water, and the scenery is very good, so the Allied Forces of the Sixteenth Dynasty settled here for a short rest.

At this time, they had enough rest, the weather was just right, and they could set off.

"These bereaved dogs of the Tianzhu Dynasty beat them like dogs in the water last time. If it weren't for the evil in Tianzhu, they would never have let them run away."

The leaders of the sixteen dynasties gathered and chatted.

The atmosphere is harmonious, without the urgency and anxiety of war.

After all, they have the chance to win. A 20 army can flood the imperial city of the Tianzhu Dynasty with just one spittle, right?

Of course, they tacitly kept silent about the fact that Huayan's Lei Jun had almost defeated each of them on the way back to the imperial city and almost succeeded.

And very uniformly attributed the reason for their failure to Tianzhu's Feng Shui.

Another Ziling strong man said: "Except for the imperial city, all other cities in Zhu today are owned by us in the Sixteen Dynasties. This time, they will not be allowed to escape again!"

This man is a middle-aged man, and to Hua Yan, he is an uncle. Among the leaders of the sixteen dynasties, he is quite young.

Half of the purple spirit powerhouses in the Sixteen Dynasties gathered here, and there were 25 of them.

"Hmph, of course they can't escape. We have so many purple spirits here, even the holy city can break through, so how can we be troubled by this mere Tianzhu imperial city?"

Not many people would agree with this.

25 purple spirits just want to break into the holy city, it's really impossible.

However, right now everyone is assembling a hemp rope, and there is no need to tear it apart if they only scold Tianzhu to death.

"Anyway, it's a foregone conclusion. The female devil in Yue Qingcheng is dead. Right now, we only need to kill that woman, Huadi, and then give the ghost owl to the Holy Envoy. The rest is how we carve up Tianzhu."

"Didn't you ask the envoy's meaning?"

The one who spoke was a purple spirit warrior from a small dynasty ranked last.

If they divided it like they did, the small dynasty would definitely suffer. If the envoy didn't want to take care of it, as long as he said something about the split, the small dynasty would be able to get more.

"Why does the envoy care about this kind of thing? We can discuss it ourselves. I think the plan discussed earlier is very good. Whoever contributes more people and contributes more force will get more shares, which is very fair. "

Before the matter was settled, these people were discussing how to carve up the Tianzhu Dynasty in full swing and with their own ghosts, and they even came up with several plans.

They really have a great grasp of victory.

"Sir, there is someone!"

Suddenly, the soldiers became agitated.

The purple spirit powerhouses who gathered to discuss raised their heads one after another. This is not completely out of the drunk concubine pavilion, why is there a mess?

They frowned and looked, and the people walking in the distance had already appeared...

Their eyes showed a fierce light, but soon turned into contempt again.

"That's really interesting. That short-haired woman in the red armor is the legendary Flower Emperor, right?"

Although Huadi's reputation is very famous, there are people who have never seen her, but from the rumored description, they can still recognize her.

"Heh, it saves us from dirtying the imperial city. After all, the imperial city will be used in the future. Let this well-known Drunken Concubine Pavilion be their burial place!"

(End of this chapter)