The whole empire is begging for my resurrection

The buyer did not send any text, only a very short video.

Click on the video, and in the screen is a young soldier with a face of about 18 or 9 years old.

He first grinned and said "yeah" to the camera, then he raised his hand to make a fist, and hammered heavily at the huge stone beside him. After about 50 heavy blows, the stone was covered with cracks.

The moment he looked back at the camera, the expression on the young man's face became visibly depressed, haggard as if he had stayed up for several nights.After struggling to pick up the sketch and put his hand on it, small shimmering particles floated up and jumped up and down around the young man's body.

Soon, the tiredness on the young man's face disappeared, and he turned around and punched about sixty punches at the boulder again. With a loud noise at the end, the stone burst open.

Sketch painting belongs to one of the three major types of painting, which can repair the mental power of soldiers lost after fighting.Although this buyer's show didn't say a word, it has to be said that the effect it presents is amazing.

The repair speed is fast and the repair strength is quite strong. This simple Apple sketch is amazingly powerful. Let alone 20 Chinese coins, even if you buy it for [-] Chinese coins, you will definitely not lose money.

Of course, this was not the only thing that surprised the curly-haired boy.

If it was just an amazing effect, he might just complain a few times in his heart about his poor eyesight, then turn around and forget about it, and calmly set the alarm clock to grab the painting.

The most important thing is the face shown in the buyer show video.

The young master of the Tao family - Tao Xiaoxiao.

The Tao family has been repainting artists for generations, specializing in extending the life of paintings that have expired.Counting thousands of years and looking down a few generations, Tao Xiaoxiao is the only warrior who is not a painter.

This shows how stubborn and uneducated this person is.In addition, he likes to have fun by nature, and often messes up certain places, so he has a high degree of attention and a large number of fans.

During the ten minutes that the curly-haired boy was rummaging through comments, many fans of Tao Xiaoxiao sneaked into the store.

Looking at the screen full of fans who vowed to grab the idol's same style, the curly-haired boy's eyes darkened, and he almost knocked his head on the floor tiles in regret.

It's over, even if you give him five more hands, he won't be able to win over these fan circle fans with explosive fighting power!

the other side of the network.

Xiao Meng looked at the small amount of deposits in the account, sighed several times, kept a bitter face, and his brows were troubled: "Ah, ah, how can I buy a painting for the boy ticket as a birthday present with so little money?" ah……"

The girlfriend enthusiastically offered an idea: "How about some handmade gifts? Your boyfriend likes you so much, he should understand that your family is difficult and cannot give you expensive gifts, right?"

Xiao Meng burst into tears: "In this way, those little green teas will say behind their backs that I can't even afford a decent gift, and I'm not worthy of my male ticket..."

The best friend was also troubled when she heard it, and turned her gaze to Xingwang to browse twice, and suddenly her eyes lit up: "Don't you have no money to buy paintings, come and see this store recommended by Tao Xiaoxiao!"

"How could it be possible for me to buy a store recommended by his rich second generation..." Xiao Meng suddenly stopped in the middle of his speech, and questioned: "How can it be possible that the sketch with mental power fluctuation 79 only sells for 2, and it is a newly opened store? Could it be that Internet celebrities and sellers joined hands to hype it?"

The best friend laughed out loud: "Although Tao Xiaoxiao has done a little bit, his personality is not bad. You only have so little money anyway, and you can't afford expensive ones. Why don't you try this store?"

Xiao Meng hesitated several times, and finally nodded hesitantly: "I have no other choice, hey... I hope the owner of this shop is a good person."

The outside world caused a little disturbance because of this new store opened on Taobao, but Xi Qingyin didn't know much about it.

At this time, he was nestling in the den, wagging his little fluffy tail and playing with boredom.

At ten o'clock, Rong Yunjing didn't come back.

Eleven o'clock, did not come back.

Twelve o'clock, no reply.

A little, no.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?He was worried about being caught again, and he was counting on taking advantage of Rong Yunjing's sleep before entering the Land of Inheritance!

After waiting for a while, I was a little tired from waiting.

Rong Yunjinggui is the crown prince of the empire, so he might have many houses.Maybe he lives in Villa A today and Villa B the next, and he rotates like this every week?

With this luck in mind, Xi Qingyin closed her eyes in the end, bit the bullet and entered the place of inheritance to paint again.

With the easel I bought before, the painting process this time is obviously much more standardized.

The three sketches were completed very quickly. I thought that the score of the painting would be higher by one or two points, but things were not as simple as Xi Qingyin imagined.

40 points is like a huge gap, no matter how carefully he uses his mental power to control the operation of Maomao's paintbrush, the result is always slightly different from what he imagined.The final score has been hovering around 37, 38, and 39, and it refuses to pass the 40-point mark no matter what.

If you can't pass the sketch, why don't you try oil painting?

Holding a paintbrush and dipping it in paint, standing stiffly in front of the canvas for a long time, Xi Qingyin sighed: Forget it, some things need inspiration.

Instead of knocking hard, he turned to Starnet and took a look at his small shop.

Huh?Have a private message?

Xi Qingyin opened the private message casually, originally intending to just glance at it and close it, but as soon as his sight touched the name in the private message, he immediately froze in place, unable to recover for a long time.

[Hello big brother!I am a buyer of Apple Sketch, my name is Tao Xiaoxiao.That's it, I think it's super cool to use the big guy's painting!I want to ask you if you can customize the oil painting. I want to buy an oil painting to treat the root cause of the last fight. I look forward to your reply! 】

Seeing the slightly familiar face in the buyer's show video, Xi Qingyin was sure that this was the Tao Xiaoxiao he was thinking of.

This kid used to follow behind his elder brother Tao Liyan, so he insisted that he wanted to go to school with his elder brother and play with them.Unexpectedly, after a few years, the little radish head has grown so big.

Looking at this face that resembled Tao Liyan, Xi Qingyin's heart seemed to be pricked suddenly by a small needle, and then her brain panicked and felt extremely dull pain.

The Sri Lankan is dead, and it is useless to regret it.

He didn't even have time to reply to this private message, he directly quit the star network, and fled from the place of inheritance in a hurry.

Just as the cat jumped out of the nest, it happened to bump into the golden peacock returning to the nest.

Rong Yunjing picked up the back of the cat's neck with one hand, "Are you sneaking out to find wild cats again?"

"Meow?" The cat had a world-weary expression of 'Go to hell'.

"There's something urgent this time, so I'll let you go, little one."

Without blinking, Rong Yunjing lifted the cat away and threw it on the sofa, carefully holding the rattling iron box in his arms, and walked towards the study in a straight line.

He looked very pale and tired, but he still pulled himself together and hugged the iron box tightly.

Remembering that this person always had a gentle smile on his face, when she saw him so haggard, Xi Qingyin felt curious, and quietly approached the servants.

"His Highness has been looking for it under Song Xiya for the past few days, and he has been paying attention to the development of Master Xi's works. He has not closed his eyes for several days. How can his body bear it like this!"

"I heard that many young girls who lost their fans gathered together this time and splashed the painter's paintings with concentrated sulfuric acid on live broadcast. It took a lot of effort for His Highness to rescue those paintings from their hands."

"Oh my god...these people are just horrible..."

Hearing these words, the cat in the corner was stunned for a moment. After sitting obediently on the spot for a while, it suddenly raised its little paw, approached the study room silently, and managed to sneak in through the open door. .

The iron box has been opened, and there are about five or six damaged paintings inside, including oil paintings, sketches, and even some other random paintings.There are still traces of burning concentrated sulfuric acid on these paintings, and they emit a pungent smell, which makes people feel sick and dizzy when they smell it.

There are crayons of various colors smeared on the painting indiscriminately, and abusive words are scattered on it, most of which are mixed together and appear blurred.

But there is a blood-red crayon mark that stands out in particular. It almost occupies the entire painting, and it is written from top to bottom and from left to right-suicide in fear of sin, ostentation!

Rong Yunjing was not affected by this pungent smell at all. He kept frowning and holding the silk satin, trying to erase the paintbrush marks, but he was afraid of causing secondary damage to the painting, so he just stood aside anxiously and annoyed.

Seeing his cautious appearance, Xi Qingyin's nose suddenly felt sour, and the grievances of the past few days flooded into her heart.This grievance did not make him subdue the defeat, but quickly transformed into another emotion - unwillingness.

Why? !

Just relying on a vague candid framed video to directly convict him.Every day I say I like him and his works, but I can't even do the most basic trust, and I don't even have the patience to wait for things to be investigated, so I blame him when I turn my face.

Could it be that he refused to let go of the painting even when he was 'dead'? !

The cat's little paw kicked the ground, and it sprinted back to the nest, closing its eyes and entering the place of inheritance.

The easel was opened, and a large amount of paint was poured on the canvas.

Red, blue, purple... Colorful paints are smeared on the canvas as if free of money.Some paints were not applied evenly at all, and they were tangled up and smashed to the ground.

dong... dong... dong...

After a long while, Xi Qingyin finally calmed down.

It's okay, there's nothing to be sad about.

Destroy his paintings, right? If you destroy one, he can draw ten more, and if you destroy ten, he can draw another hundred.

Besides, not everyone wants him to fall viciously, isn't there still someone who trusts him as always?

Xi Qingyin's eyes lit up when she thought of the clumsy man who was nervously trying to repair the painting while holding the silk under the night light.

Here comes the inspiration~

The canvas is heavy, and the brush is controlled by mental power to draw lines smoothly on it.The cat looked over the easel and looked at the groove on the top of the black table.

[Requirement: Oil paintings with a score of more than 40. 】

——Drawing 40 points, let those people know that he did not commit suicide in fear of crime, let alone show off!

The author has something to say: Meow meow stand up!Hit them with little jio!