Immortal Cultivators Transmigrates Into Doomsday, I Am A Devil Cultivator

Everyone stood up in shock.

This is Prince Shaobao!!!

This person dared to protect the crown prince, and he was still in Daqian territory.

Is he crazy!!?

wrong!!

Is the princess crazy? She even brought this kind of person to the Qinglou, now that His Royal Highness is not here, if he comes back and finds that his Shaobao is dead!!

#B...

Whether it's this person or the princess, I'm afraid they will all be implicated, right?

They dare not imagine the consequences at that time.

Turning her head to look, Princess Mu Yun unexpectedly sat in the seat that belonged to the prince at some point.

Looking forward excitedly.

Inside burns a blazing flame called Ambition.

This crazy move instantly pulled everyone back from their trance.

When someone yelled at Wu Ping: "Do you know who you killed!!!?"

"You killed the current crown prince Shaobao Master Zhu!!"

Wu Ping sat on Master Zhu's seat and asked jokingly, "Oh~ so it's Shaobao, so what?"

His arrogance was beyond the imagination of everyone present.

It is simply impossible to describe their mood at this time with words.

"Lawless 12, simply lawless, come, come, come!!!"

"Get him down!!"

Yi Changsheng lowered his body slowly, put his hands on the back of Wu Ping's chair, supported his head, and looked playful.

"Brother, someone called someone."

What followed her words was the sound of chaotic footsteps all around, as well as the movement of spirit energy scurrying around.

This means that many people are coming up.

"Call someone?"

Wu Ping murmured.

He raised his foot and stomped slightly.

A strange shock wave swayed instantly.

In an instant, it spread throughout the Wenqing Building.

The sound of footsteps that had been chaotic just now was gone.

The surrounding disordered aura also returned to normal.

It was replaced by the bloody smell that couldn't go away.

The entire Wenqing building fell silent instantly, like dead silence, without a single sound.

These people are all cultivated.

Noticing something is wrong.

Their consciousness swept away.

Oh my god... what kind of picture scroll of purgatory on earth is this?

The Wenqing Building, which was originally a place of singing and dancing, has now become a workshop where minced meat and mud are piled up.

Blood flowed like a river.

Except for the people in the current house.

There is not a single survivor in the entire Wenqing Building.

How many people are there in Wenqing Building today?

several thousand?

Or tens of thousands?

Are... all dead?

You know, today's Wenqing Building has gathered most of the princes and nobles of the Dagan Dynasty.

With Wu Ping's kick, the entire Daqian dynasty might change.

At this moment, everyone looked at Wu Ping with fear in their eyes.

Let's not talk about the murderous nature.

First off, how strong is he?

In this building of love, how many calamities, three flowers, ordinary lifts and falls...all of them were killed

.....

In the empty, luxurious and quiet room, the sound of swallowing saliva could be heard continuously.

All the adults who had been looking up and down at Wu Ping with changing expressions before seemed to be on the floor.

The expression on his face seemed to be frozen.

Wu Ping looked at the person who spoke before: "Keep calling and see how many people you can call."

The man dared not speak any more.

Wu Ping shook his head: "It's not interesting."

He moved his eyes slightly to look at the owner with long hair hanging down his shoulders: "So many things are so helpless. Fighting with them is like playing house with children. If you are not careful, you will use too much force."

"It's like cooking small fresh food in your spare time. You have to be very careful when you hold, put, and knife, because one carelessness will destroy the whole dish."

Yi Changsheng listened quietly with a smile on his face.

Wu Ping held the water in the water to gather into a small river, in which the fish leaped out of the water and were frozen in the air.

"Fish just out of the water is the freshest, but often the more delicious the ingredients are, the more delicate they are, and one carelessness will destroy it.

Wu Ping squeezed lightly.

Not to mention the fish in the hand, even the river collapsed together.

"Oh, really, how leisurely and elegant I am to be able to play with you."

Yi Changsheng's voice rang in his ears: "At least you can reap the joy, can't you?"

"That's right, don't stand still, sit down, you should eat and drink."

This is one place.

As if they had been pardoned, everyone panted heavily and sat down cautiously.

Wu Ping frowned and looked: "I told you to sit, are you really sitting?"

The man who first shouted for someone to take him down was immediately twisted by a strange force, click...click...and died on the spot. one

For a moment those who had just taken their seats jumped up, as if there were sharp nails on the bench.

Wu Ping said: "I didn't say you didn't say you, you sit in your seat."

While talking, he got up and came to Princess Yiyun.

Yi Changsheng sat where Wu Ping had just sat, crossed his legs and looked forward to what would happen next.

When he came behind the princess, Wu Ping reached out and pressed her shoulder: "Princess, look up, that one is not pleasing to the eye, that one offended you?"

At this moment, she recovered from 310's panic.

Among the consciousness that was swept away just now, there is one of hers.

Princess Mu Yun, who was about to be dazzled by the excitement, turned pale at this time, and cold sweat dripped from her forehead.

She couldn't believe what kind of a murderer she had brought in.

A delicate square scarf appeared in Wu Ping's hands.

He took a square scarf and carefully wiped off the cold sweat on Princess Mu Yun's face.

If you have to use one word to describe it.

That is elegance.

Ultimate elegance.

Even Wu Ping at this moment is a shining existence in Princess Mu Yun's eyes.

She felt an unparalleled tenderness, a feeling she had never experienced before.

"Well, I didn't stop for a while, don't be afraid, I won't attack you, come on, let's look ahead, have these princes and ministers, powerful families, ever impeached you?

Or didn't deal with you?"

Princess Mu Yun slowly looked at the familiar faces sitting around the big table.

They were all in a cold sweat.

Even though he had tried his best, he still couldn't control the trembling of his body.

I just hope that Princess Mu Yun can forgive her.

Don't click on their names.

But reality often runs counter to imagination.

Ask for flowers, ask for monthly tickets. .