The whole empire is begging for my resurrection

Just like that, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Rong Yunjing walked towards Xi Qingyin step by step, slowly but firmly.

Suddenly, a 'dong' sound came from the Shell Hall.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of singing like a sea monster, and there was the humming of conch shells, which ran through the entire shell hall.

All the people present were cleared of their heads by the sound, and when they looked up, they saw Rong Yunjing turn his toes without changing his face, and he turned around naturally, and sat back on the shell cushion all at once.

"..."

what happened? ? ?

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The corners of Xi Qingyin's eyes twitched. At this moment, I really don't know whether it should be said to be relaxed or a little disappointed.

On the other side, Rong Yunjing pursed his lips tightly and looked at the auction table without squinting.

"Your Highness?" Someone whispered doubts.

"fine."

Rong Yunjing paused for a few seconds, then smiled softly, everyone was immediately intoxicated by his concealed smile, and stopped asking questions.

However, in Xi Qingyin's eyes, his smile was far-fetched no matter how you looked at it.

The place where the fingertip was bleeding a month ago had already healed, and now the same wound was once again scratched with a shallow mark by the jade wrench.

If his estimate was correct, Rong Yunjing might even have the desire to strangle himself to death now.

Thinking of this, Xi Qingyin couldn't help but hook her lips.

The conch started, and the black market auction officially started.

The arena suddenly became much quieter.

A beautiful woman walked up to the auction stage. She was wearing a skirt made of water star's unique material, all in sea blue, and dotted with tiny diamonds.

From a distance, it looks sparkling and beautiful.

Her eyes swept across the entire hall, with a smile on her lips, she said:

"It's a great honor for all of you to come from afar to participate in the black market auction supervised by our planet. I'm Shui Rui, and I'm the host of this auction. Shui Xingxing is a beautiful planet with hospitality and rare customs. I hope this time The black market auction will also bring everyone a beautiful memory."

After the simple opening, Shui Rui waved her hand lightly.

The venue suddenly changed, and the ground in the center of the Shell Hall suddenly sank. After a few seconds, a small object covered with cloth was pushed out.

Everyone looked at the thing inquisitively, and they all guessed what the 'appetizer' of this auction would be.

Shui Rui didn't give a damn, stretched out her hand to pull the black cloth, and the whole picture of the small objects inside was revealed.

Xi Qingyin no longer paid attention to Rong Yunjing, but Shi Shiran followed everyone's gaze and looked over slightly.

That is a brush.

The body of the pen is ivory white, as if made of fine jade.The tip of the pen is condensed into a small pinch and looks very smooth.

Shui Rui smiled and said: "I don't think I need to introduce it, everyone probably knows the origin and function of this pen."

Many people nodded one after another: "Such a famous writing brush, how can ghosts not know about it!"

Xi Qingyin: "..."

He has been disconnected from the Internet for a month, and he really doesn't know what this pen is.Fortunately, Shui Rui just teased her a bit, so it's impossible not to explain.

"The material of this brush is high-quality spirit ivory. The producer spent countless ivory to create such a brush, which is named 'Runze'. As the name suggests, when the royal painter uses this brush to paint, the color of the brush Mental power can be more obedient. If Yu Huashi himself has 80 points of strength, then please believe me, this pen can let you play 100 points."

Hearing this, many people had expressions of excitement on their faces.

Although many people are not imperial painters, everyone knows that the most troublesome problem for imperial painters when painting is that the mental power of the pen tip sometimes riots, and it is completely out of their control.

Such a wonderful brush that can guide spiritual power is undoubtedly a treasure that all imperial painters in the world want to obtain.

If they snatch this brush and dedicate it to a famous imperial painter, maybe they can be favored by the big boss by chance. Wouldn't it be more convenient to ask for a painting in the future?

Shui Rui had already guessed everyone's reaction, and now she just smiled and said, "The starting price is 200 million Chinese dollars."

As soon as the voice fell, someone immediately quoted:

"201 million!"

"205 million Chinese coins!"

"210!"

Xi Qingyin looked at it for a while, and soon lowered her eyes indifferently, and stopped paying attention.

This pen should be very useful for ordinary royal painters, but he already has a cat brush.Unfortunately, the Maomao paintbrush also has exactly the same function. He even said that he had seen paintbrushes with similar functions in Rong Yunjing's attic, and the grade seemed to be higher.

In contrast, naturally there is no interest.

Of course, although he didn't like this thing, and no one in the VIP area seemed to get up to participate in the auction, the people in the ordinary seating area were still quite excited.

In less than 1 minute, the price was increased by a quarter, and the situation was getting worse.

It wasn't until the price reached more than 350 million Chinese dollars that the asking price gradually slowed down.In the end, this pen was sold at a price of just over 400 million.

This is just the beginning, and with such a large sum of money, it can be seen that the black market auction is really not an occasion where ordinary people can come.

The black market auction will be carried out in an orderly manner, and the items that appear later are similar, all sold at a very high price, and some people may not be able to earn so much money after a lifetime of hard work.However, it is worth mentioning that most of the bidders are from ordinary seating areas.

Until now, no one in the VIP area has raised a sign.

After a bottle of fermented wine that can revitalize bones and muscles was carried down, a mysterious smile suddenly appeared on Shui Rui's lips.

"There may be many people interested in the items that will be auctioned next."

Xi Qingyin raised her eyebrows, looked up at the booth, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

There was an oil painting on the booth.

As early as when he came in, the imperial painter who guarded the door had said to Xi Qingyin that the black market auction would pay attention to 'odd' treasures, but rare paintings are not qualified to participate in the auction.

Therefore, the paintings auctioned in this auction are very rare, more than half of the time, this is the first painting to be auctioned.

There were countless whispering voices in the Shell Hall. Obviously, everyone was also curious about where the 'strange' was in this oil painting.

Shui Rui said calmly: "When this painting was submitted, we originally estimated that it would not be able to reach the auction level. However, the imperial painter showed us a function of this painting. We were very surprised and gave it to us on the spot. I bought the VIP ticket for that adult. I will show you this function next."

Many people's eyes showed curiosity.

Someone brought up an F-class heavy prisoner from the audience and threw it over the booth.Shui Rui took a dagger, pinched the prisoner's wrist by the veil, quickly drew a cut, and smeared some blue medicine on it.

The prisoner was about to collapse on the ground, but as soon as the blue drug was applied, he began to twitch all over, rolling his eyelids and foaming at the mouth.

Xi Qingyin frowned slightly, trying not to look away.

The faces of the people in the arena were very calm. Such heavy war criminals are usually rebels left over from the war of the past. No matter what level they are, they are all rebels anyway. That's the way to go.

Now seeing the rebel lying on the ground twitching and vomiting blood, not only did they not feel unwell, but they even faintly became agitated.

After excitement, comes shock.

Many people noticed that the prisoner's mental power was slowly draining from the wound on his wrist.

"What a poisonous medicine!" Someone exclaimed.

Shui Rui's action is not over yet.

She took the painting from the stand and placed it under the prisoner's fingers.

The prisoner's mental power began to gradually increase, and the effect of the oil painting on repairing the damaged mental power was fully realized.

Everyone looked bewildered.

Isn't this a very ordinary oil painting? All oil paintings can repair damaged mental power.

But soon, someone reacted immediately.

"His spiritual power is higher than before!!!"

This exclamation spread throughout the Shell Palace, and countless people suddenly stood up with dull expressions.

Someone panicked and asked Shui Rui: "Is the royal painter you mentioned just now Xi Qingyin?"

Shui Rui shook her head: "Painter Xi has passed away, this painting was provided by another person."

Xi Qingyin's eyes flashed, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes, and his whole body was suddenly icy cold.

What does it mean that the spiritual power is higher than before? It means that besides him, there are people who can draw works that enhance human spiritual power.

How can this be? !

I don't know who yelled: "Gunman, this must be the gunman I mentioned earlier!"

Everyone's eyes began to scan the VIP seller area, and the focus of their eyes was on the few people with the paintbrush brand on their waists.

Xi Qingyin was also forced to bear the scrutiny of everyone.

Regardless of everyone's astonishment, Shui Rui continued to smile and said: "Everyone has already seen the strange effect. But there is one more thing to pay attention to. This work can only be used after injury to increase mental strength. If you think this If one defect can be tolerated, then the starting price is 1000 million Chinese dollars, and the bidding can begin now."

"..."

The scene froze for a while.

This painting is full of effort and only adds a little spiritual power, which is inferior to traditional Chinese paintings and Xi Qingyin's paintings circulating in the market.

The most important thing is that when they want to use this painting to exercise and increase their mental strength in the future, they have to cut themselves first, and then apply some poisonous drugs before using this painting, right?

Sounds really dorky.

Idiots are idiots, there are still people who are willing to pay the bill, and even the bigwigs in the VIP area are gradually joining the ranks of peddlers.

"1030."

"1045."

……

"3660."

Stuck at this price, no one made a sound for a long time.Just when everyone thought it was a final decision, an old voice suddenly came from the corner of the Shell Hall.

"3661."

Xi Qingyin was slightly taken aback, and followed the voice to look over.

The butler was holding a sign and sitting alone in a small corner of the ordinary seller's area.

He seemed a little hesitant, but after seeing the prisoner's astonishing recovery speed, his eyes gradually became firmer.

The person who originally called 3660 million was already very concerned about money, but now that someone wanted to rob him, he immediately stopped thinking about snatching treasures, and retracted his mouth into the shell cushion.

Shui Rui said: "3661 million times, is there anyone else who wants to call?"

No one answered.

Just as the housekeeper's eyes were about to glow, a middle-aged man's voice suddenly came from another direction.

"3700."

Tao Hong sat in his seat with a calm smile.

The butler hesitated again and again, raised his placard again and whispered, "3701 million."

Tao Hong didn't even move his eyelids: "3800 million."

Butler: "3801 million..."

Tao Hong glanced at him and said, "3900 million."

housekeeper:"……"

Everyone was silent, stunned by the dispute between these two people.Tao Xiaoxiao was sitting beside Tao Hong, shaking her head in panic at the housekeeper, winking desperately.

Shui Rui spoke at the right time: "3900 million once, 3900 million twice, does anyone want to increase the price?"

The housekeeper looked at the painting, his face was full of ashes and sadness, as if he had completely given up.

Shui Rui: "3900 million three..."

A leisurely smile appeared on Tao Hong's face, and before the smile could fully appear, it froze on his face.

In the corner of the VIP seller's area, a slightly muffled youthful voice sounded.

"4000."

Xi Qingyin slowly put down the cards, calmly bearing the surprised sights from all directions.