God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 2011

Leng Fengchan stared at the city gate coldly.

I didn't expect to need a document or an identity certificate issued by the imperial city to enter the city. The defense of the imperial city of Tianzhu is so strict!

If they try their best, they can do it.

It's just that he couldn't quarrel with the ghost owl any more, so he could only wait honestly outside the city gate.

"Holy envoy, I'll go in first! Apart from where the Hall Master is, is there any other place in the Holy Light Continent that you can't get in?! This ghost owl is too much!"

The seventh holy servant was very angry.

What's the point of keeping people out of the imperial city when they come in and out? !

Besides, the holy envoy's situation is very bad now!

After traveling for a day and a night, with strong wind and dust, the envoy's wound became more and more terrifying.

The Piansheng envoy was angry and refused to take the elixir. His lips were already turning white, and he didn't know how long he would last.

He wondered if the envoy was out of his mind, and who was showing the wound?

Will Lian Yaoji, the culprit, feel distressed, or will Gui Xiao be able to turn the fight with him into friendship?

Ah……

What the Seventh Holy Servant didn't know was that Leng Fengchan's plan was exactly that.

It's just that he can't say it, otherwise he would be too stupid.

Embarrassed!

So embarrassed!

The Seventh Holy Servant saw that it was not the case that he went on like this, so he hurriedly looked into the imperial city.

Suddenly, Zhenshen was shocked, "Holy envoy, the purple spirit gatekeeper is here!"

The heart of the seventh holy servant is broken.

Even the gatekeepers are purple spirit warriors, he thinks that Tianzhu is going to heaven.

"The regent agrees to see you, follow me into the palace."

Mai Changlong glanced at them, said something indifferently, ignored them, turned around and left.

Not to mention Leng Fengchan, even the seventh holy servant has never sat on such a cold bench, it's a pity that he can't get angry at this moment.

Since he came to be a grandson, he could only hold back obediently.

Leng Fengchan raised his eyes with difficulty, "Let's go."

The seventh holy servant took a few steps forward, seeing that Leng Fengchan was not moving, he asked doubtfully, "Holy envoy?" Let's go.

Leng Fengchan gritted his teeth and sweated, "Help me..."

It's all so miserable?

The seventh holy servant was sweating profusely and hurried over to help him.

Leng Fengchan almost fell on him.He thought that Gui Xiao would send a sedan chair to pick him up anyway, so he relaxed after a day and a night of driving, so he couldn't lift it up.

As a result, people didn't take him seriously at all, and let him walk into the palace directly.

Finally entered the palace and entered the palace gate.

At this moment, there are two women sitting on the head.

One was wearing a dragon robe, and the other was wearing a light mist shirt.

Leng Fengchan and the two recognized Yue Qingcheng at a glance, and they were both shocked.

so pretty.

With such a beauty, how did Lian Yaoji get up the courage to compete with her for a man?

He also said that he wanted to recruit him as a palace man, haha, that's really interesting.According to them, Lian Yaoji is still reluctant to be a foot-washing maid for others!

"Where's the ghost owl?"

Leng Fengchan's vision was already very blurred, as if he had exhausted the rest of his energy after seeing Yue Qingcheng clearly, and his voice was extremely hoarse.

Yue Qingcheng was very surprised and didn't know what happened to this person.

Is this the case with the Seventh Holy Messenger?

These two people are unkempt, are they really holy envoys, not beggars, or refugees?

Hua Yan is getting more and more on the same channel as Yue Qingcheng.

She looked shocked, and said: "Mai Changlong, is this the holy envoy? Could it be that you are blind and have been deceived by refugees from other places? Then take it to the refugee shelter, why did you bring it to the palace?"

Mai Changlong's eyes were solemn, "Returning to the Holy Master, it is difficult for my subordinates to judge."

"puff!"

Leng Fengchan couldn't bear it anymore, a mouthful of blood splashed all over the ground, rolled his eyes, and passed out.

(End of this chapter)