thenovelthief 【196】The Massacre On The Golden Temple, The Dragon With Chaotic Pupils Wants To Devour The Real Drag
【196】The Massacre On The Golden Temple, The Dragon With Chaotic Pupils Wants To Devour The Real Drag
The princes and ministers of the Rain Kingdom below were stunned.
Although they didn't understand how Zuo Chenggong Wenji got in touch with the Seven Blood Sect, and how he got in with Wu Ping.
but!
They understand a little bit.
Even in the worst case, the dynasty changes and everyone dies.
This Gong Wenji could not die even with his mouth.
For a moment, everyone cast hopeful eyes on Gong Wenji, Lord Gong, help us!!
Gong Wenji turned a blind eye to this, he was very clear about his position.
Long Ming and the others were even more dumbfounded.
Especially Wu Qi, this man's mouth is almost as good as his father's.
Wu Ping smiled, this person is living in the world of cultivating immortals, if he was born in the previous life, his achievements... would not be low.
Raise your glass and drink "670".
As for worrying about this Gong Wenji poisoning him?
That's not necessary, Wu Ping's current physique, plus the poison elixir in his body, the general poison is a nutritional supplement to him.
He clicked his mouth: "The taste is average."
"Extremely, it is a blessing for such a vulgar thing to fall into your mouth."
Put down the utensils.
Wu Ping scanned the circle below and said, "Master Gong."
"I'm afraid in the next palace, how can I call you an adult, you are the adult."
Gong Wenji knelt on the ground in fright.
"No need to do this. I will do what I promised you before. From now on, this Yu Country will be handed over to you to manage. Now that the stage has been set up for you, it's up to you to sing."
"In the future, this barbaric continent will become the place where my Seven-Blood Sect's battle lines are repaired. I hope you can take care of it. Now you can start. I don't care whether you form cliques or exclude dissidents. What I care about is that you Can you manage the Manghuang Continent well?"
"Come on, tell me, who do you want to die and who to live, let's start roll call."
Wu Ping was sitting on the dragon chair, his words seemed to resound, resounding in the ears of all the ministers of the Rain Country below.
Gong Wenji was both excited and scared.
He understood that it was time for him to act.
Gong Wenji's opportunity has come.
Take the knife from your arms.
As soon as today is over, Gong Wenji will have a new master.
He is still the master of a sky-high emperor.
He can sit on this throne!
The ancestral tomb of the Gong family is not only emitting green smoke, it is literally on fire!!!
Afterwards, he looked at the controlled officials.
Even if it's just a matter of his words, many things can be done better, so they have to be better. For example, now, he can ask people to kill.
But it's best to do it yourself.
Dear colleagues, Zhiwenji is offended.
The light of the saber shone, and the screams in the Golden Luan Hall were filled with screams.
"My lord, my lord, look at me, I have given you a gift..."
"My lord, don't kill me. You and I have no grievances or enmities. If you become an emperor in the future, you will be the emperor."
"Gong Wen and you traitor, you must die!!"
"Today your butcher's knife fell on us, and tomorrow there will be a butcher's knife on you!!"
"Gong Laogou!! You spineless thing"
Wu Ping supported his head, watching the carnage below lazily.
Suddenly, his eyes looked inadvertently, and in the corner of the Golden Luan Hall, a girl with an ordinary appearance but a delicate temperament in his opinion was quickly drawing something with a brush and a drawing board.
Wu Ping was curious, but he didn't go forward to ask.
Hmm... a delicate and quiet girl.
Although it doesn't give Wu Ping an amazing feeling in terms of appearance, but the temperament is very comfortable.
The screams didn't last long.
He also kept more than half of them.
Blood flowed like a river in the Golden Luan Hall, and Gong Wenji was covered in blood, staining the official uniform of the Yu Kingdom red.
After finishing all this, Gong Wenji knelt down facing Wu Ping.
"In the future, Gong Wenji will be respected by Lord Mozi!!"
The others followed suit and knelt behind Gong Wenji, in the pool of blood.
"We all respect Lord Mozi!!"
So far, Yu Country has completely changed its dynasty!
"Get up."
Everyone got up.
Wu Ping pointed to the painted girl and said, "Master Gong, that girl should be your family member, right?"
An aura with similar bloodlines can never be wrong.
Gong Wenji cupped his hands: "Reporting to Your Highness Mozi, this is the youngest girl of the lower official. She is seventeen years old this year. Her name is Gong Xinrui, and her nickname is Xiuxiu. Her painting skills are superb. The lower official asked her to come here."
Just to draw a picture of your handsome face, Ri Qi held the Q in the Golden Temple."
"For all the officials to look up to every day, always remind them who they are doing for!!"
This palace text is simple.
Wu Ping understood why the emperor liked corrupt officials.
Advice is right, but it hurts my ears.
"Then I'll take a look."
Gong Wenji hurriedly waved: "Xiuxiu, come to daddy quickly."
The girl walked up slowly, a little scared, but she pretended to be strong, her pale face and thin body looked so lovely and pitiful.
Gong Wenji led her up and handed the painting in his hand to Wu Ping.
result.
At the first glance, Wu Ping was shocked.
He doesn't have good taste, but in his past life and present life, this is the most beautiful painting he has ever seen.
Most importantly, the main character is him.
On the golden throne hall intertwined with light and dark, a ray of sunlight fell from nowhere, illuminating half of Wu Ping's face, while the other half was hidden in the gloomy darkness.
The darkness behind him seemed to be surging, highlighting a strange outline.
The dragon chair he was sitting on looked out of place with the surrounding background.
Below, the Rain Emperor of the Rain Kingdom, who stands shoulder to shoulder with the king, and the dean of the Zhuri Academy, were either bound or limp on the ground, with blood dripping from their bodies.
Emerging behind is the decadent real dragon of 0.4, the scale-shedding dragon, and the seriously injured deity, each representing the identities of the three.
After that, there are Gong Wenji kneeling in a pool of blood, as well as hundreds of officials, and corpses everywhere.
Tragic and inexplicable.
Behind all the officials there are phantoms of supernatural beasts, and behind Gong Wenji is a monstrous evil dragon with chaotic eyes, bowing his head to Wu Ping who is on the throne above, and looking greedily at the person in front of him. The real dragon wanted to tear it up and swallow it.
Magnificent and majestic, a painting depicts the current situation in Yu Country and the situation in the Golden Luan Hall from another perspective.
As for Wu Ping, who exists in the interweaving of time and light, at a glance, mysterious, powerful, weird, and high-ranking feelings emerge in the hearts of those who watch the painting.
Ask for flowers, ask for monthly tickets. .