The whole empire is begging for my resurrection

This discovery is so frightening!

It has been only vaguely confirmed that one of Huang Liang and Xi Qingyin can draw oil paintings and sketches that can enhance spiritual power.Now there is an extra one. I have four hands? !

What the hell is this? ? ?

"..." Many people looked dull.

After a few seconds of silence, someone who originally supported the four hands said excitedly: "There is no dispute about who wins and who loses now, right?!"

The people who supported Huang Liang were left speechless.

Yu Tingyu, who was still high-spirited just now, was like a defeated rooster. After a long silence, she comforted herself in her heart: It's okay, it's just that there is a small mistake in one of the links, and it's fine if there is roughly no deviation.

In the excitement of the crowd, Rong Yunjing keenly noticed that there was something wrong with Xi Qingyin's eyes.

He has been looking at the oil painting painted by Huang Liang.

Although he had already asked this question, his brain asked him to ask it again without thinking.

"Is there something wrong with this painting?"

Xi Qingyin shook her head, just as she was about to hide the past like every time before, but she suddenly became dazed.

The Empire Moonlight, whom everyone holds dear, has been protecting him. Under the circumstances of thousands of accusations, he is the only one who remains the same and has never done anything to hurt him.

He turned his head and looked at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince carefully.

The bright eyes are full of expectation and apprehension, and more of them are deep concern, as if to say: "If you encounter difficulties, you can come to me."

Rong Yunjing said this sentence countless times, but Xi Qingyin never took it seriously.

But this time, he wanted to take it seriously.

With her lips twitching a few times, Xi Qingyin endured the grievance in her heart, and said in a hoarse voice: "There is a problem with the canvas of the oil painting, but I'm not sure where the problem is."

Rong Yunjing nodded: "I see."

Xi Qingyin was slightly taken aback.

knew?Know what?

Before she had time to react, she saw Rong Yunjing striding towards Shui Rui who was holding "War". Under her dumbfounded eyes, she took down the frame of the painting with great action.

"what are you doing?!"

Yu Tingyu stood up in astonishment as if her tail had been stepped on all of a sudden, she could no longer maintain her composure.

The crowd was dumbfounded, and the discussion suddenly increased.

Rong Yunjing turned a deaf ear to it, gripped the corner of the painting tightly, and tore it off without the slightest hesitation.

With a piercing sound, the painting was completely torn apart.

The discussion stopped abruptly.

Countless people stared at the painting in bewilderment, unable to move their eyes away.

Grass!Why is there a layer of canvas under the canvas! ! !

After experiencing the initial bewilderment, everyone was shocked.

"what's the situation?!"

"Damn it! I know the oil painting at the bottom, it's Xi Qingyin's public work! This painting is very famous, there are replicas of it everywhere on the Starnet, you can search it."

"In this way, wouldn't it be nonsense for "War" to increase the fluctuation of mental power? It's obviously Xi Qingyin's oil painting that boosted mental power!"

Tao Xiaoxiao was close to the painting that Huang Liang had auctioned before, so he couldn't care much about it at this time.

He picked up the painting very quickly, and imitated Rong Yunjing's movements to tear through the canvas.

After a few seconds of astonishment, he raised the painting and shouted, "There are other paintings under this oil painting!"

Everyone turned their heads and looked over there.

Someone seemed to be stuck in the throat by something, and said with a grimace on his face: "The work below...is still Xi Qingyin's painting!"

At this time, the fool should also know that the gunman's remarks are just a deliberate smear, so far it will be self-defeating.

All of them were used as guns!

Everyone fell into shock and hesitation.

Thinking about what they did to Xi Qingyin a few months ago, they couldn't stop sweating, and it was not an exaggeration to say that they regretted it at the beginning.

Looking up at the "War and Peace" painted by me with four hands, everyone's heart was touched.

The heroes who returned from the war were slandered by everyone, and they risked their lives to defend their homes and the country. What did those people who were blessed by them do?

What have you done!

When they thought that there would no longer be that cold and dusty person in this world, that white-clothed Shengxue figure would no longer exist, and there would no longer be such majestic paintings, they couldn't help but panic.

With that comes a huge sense of guilt.

Crossing rivers and demolishing bridges, climbing trees and pulling ladders, repaying kindness and revenge...

The people who once received asylum forced the war heroes to death with their own hands. Why can't the heroes be chilled?

Someone opened his mouth stupidly: "I want to make up for Xi Qingyin, oh my god, can someone tell me if there is any way to make up for him?"

"..."

No one answered.

Almost everyone lowered their heads in panic, too ashamed to speak out.

The reason why the snow mountain collapsed is that every snowflake is to blame. All of them are executioners and part of the violence.

It was they who forced Xi Qingyin to death with their own hands and mouth.What's the point of doing all kinds of insults in life, but doing more after death.

The atmosphere in the arena fell into a long-term downturn.

The entire empire caused huge waves. All the people who were watching the live broadcast were caught off guard by this reversal. Looking at the insulting Weibo posts they had posted, they were all stupid before Starnet.

The world of royal painters seemed to be hit by an earthquake, and the statement was issued one after another, and the shock continued for a long time.

**

Huang Liang was so frightened that he could hardly stand still. He saw Rong Yunjing approaching step by step, looking at him coldly.

"Fakes are never better than genuine ones, and imitations will only stand still. This is what you once said, and now I will return the original words to you."

Huang Liang's face was pale, and his thighs trembled a little.

He subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the 'Master', who was expressionless, staring at him like a snake and a scorpion.

It's over, it's over, he screwed it all up!

Why did you agree to the competition in the first place? If there was no competition...forget it, it's too late to say these things now.

Rather than dying in pain under the torment of the 'master', it would be better...

Huang Liang shifted his gaze to the pillars beside the auction stage.

die!die!

He thought so.

If he dies, there will be no evidence for death. He is dead, and Xi Qingyin is also dead. The heat will be reduced soon!

With a slight movement of footsteps, Huang Liang closed his eyes fiercely, and rushed straight towards the pillar.

There were many exclamations in the arena.

They were still immersed in guilt, they couldn't react at this moment at all, they could only watch anxiously.

Xi Qingyin was also very anxious.

The shooter must not be left without evidence!

The situation is imminent.

One second before Huang Liang was about to hit the pillar, he was suddenly kicked sideways. He flew more than ten meters away and fell hard into the stands, breaking several ribs.

"Death is too cheap for you. Come on, let's settle the recent affairs."

Rong Yunjing patted his hem, and suddenly slightly hooked the corners of his lips, the smile on his face was not warm at all.

The successive reversals had greatly increased the pressure on everyone's hearts, but they were still shocked when they saw Rong Yunjing kick off the yellow beam.

His Royal Highness the Prince always presents a gentle and courteous image in public, and his smile makes people feel like a spring breeze.When did he show such an aggressive expression, and when did he use force.

And all of this is broken today.

Rong Yunjing opened the star network interface, and settled accounts one by one without the slightest pause in the sentences.

"According to the Imperial Criminal Law, Painter Xi has obtained the S-level Royal Painter Qualification Certificate. If you call him by his first name and describe him with insulting words, it is considered disrespectful. According to the laws and regulations of Huaguo, he can be sentenced to 20 years in prison."

"According to the Imperial Criminal Law, you ask the painter who is higher than you to apologize to yourself and bully him with words. Add 30 years."

"According to the Imperial Criminal Law, if you falsify paintings for personal gain, it can be regarded as art forgery. Additional 50 years."

"According to the Imperial Criminal Law, you..."

Having said that, Rong Yunjing paused.

He didn't look at Huang Liang again, but looked around the field, glanced at everyone present, and said word by word:

"You slandered Mr. Xi's artistic fraud. Add 999 years!"

All the people who met his eyes lowered their heads with pale faces. Although these words were addressed to Huang Liang, they somehow felt that soldiers would drag them into prison in the next second.

Huang Liang looked dull.

Guan 1049, which means that he will be imprisoned for a lifetime?It's okay, it's okay, it's better to be imprisoned for a lifetime than to be punished by the master.

As soon as this thought came into his mind, Rong Yunjing's next words were like a thunderbolt strike, and Huang Liang's luck was smashed to nothing.

"The royal family has the privilege of raising prisoners to dangerous prisons. On behalf of the prince of the empire, I will use this right to apply to the empire to imprison you in Herosakijiao prison. You will like it there."

After finishing speaking, Rong Yunjing ignored everyone's astonishment and fear, suddenly tilted his head, and smiled at Xi Qingyin who was also a little surprised.

Xi Qingyin looked slightly moved.

It was as if the strings in my heart were gently plucked by someone, and the heart that had been dead for many years broke through the ice fiercely, and revived its vitality in the broken ice.

the other side.

Huang Liang's expression was in stark contrast. Seeing the fear and fear in the eyes of the audience, he showed a desperate expression for the first time.

Herosaki Point Prison is the most dangerous prison in the empire, and the mention of this name is enough to make people frightened.The terrain there is steep, it is impossible to escape from the prison, and a group of psychopathic demons are also imprisoned.

Cannibals, Class A war criminals, terrorists... Even a serial murderer would be forced to have a nervous breakdown when he got there, let alone a normal person like him?

If you were locked up there, it would be ten thousand times more terrifying than death and being punished by your master!

Thinking of this, Huang Liang's thigh trembled violently, and a stream of yellow liquid gradually wetted his pants.

As the smell spread, several people led by Shui Rui immediately ran away, looking at him with disgust.

The 'Master Royal Painter' who was so powerful just now is like a defeated rooster in a blink of an eye and is hated by everyone.

**

Yu Tingyu was about to go crazy.

Yu Manxiang, the head of the Yu family, did not participate in this black market auction, and Yu Mujin was sitting beside him.

If you mess up today, the collateral branch of the Yu family will never get help again, and will be under the feet of the main branch for the rest of your life!

Why can a waste who lives on drugs succeed as the next Patriarch, but she can't?

"Absolutely intolerable!"

Yu Tingyu got up immediately, and shook off Yu Mujin who was pulling him when she saw that the situation was wrong.

It doesn't matter who is the shooter now, as long as it proves that there is a shooter who replaced Xi Qingyin, it can, can...

Her brain couldn't think at all, she pointed to the field and said loudly: "This person must be Xi Qingyin's shooter, otherwise how could he draw oil paintings that enhance spiritual power?"

Everyone looked in the direction of her finger.

When I saw that she meant that I had four hands, I felt a little sluggish, as if I was suddenly awakened.

Thinking about it carefully, all aspects of the four hands fit the characteristics of the gunman, as if he is a reprint of Xi Qingyin...

Speaking of it, it seems that I have four hands that have never publicly revealed their identity. He is like a person born out of nowhere, and suddenly jumped into the public's sight.

Will he be Xi Qingyin's shooter?

Yu Tingyu raised her voice again: "Who the hell are you?!"

Xi Qingyin pursed her lips.

The best friends who had had their lives before, but one of them died tragically in the sea of ​​fire, and the other was imprisoned in an iron cage and tortured beyond human appearance.

There used to be a bright future, but in a blink of an eye, the clouds and smoke drifted away.

He seemed to see a wild beast in his heart, struggling to tear off the ice skin on the surface, roaring and saying:

Do not hesitate!Look no further!

His eyes gradually became clear, and his pupils were as cold as before.

He untied the black robe with his fingertips, and the corners of the robe flew past everyone's sight.Everyone couldn't help standing up, stretched their heads anxiously, and couldn't help but want to see the scene behind the black robe.

His white clothes were more than snow, and his black hair poured out, making him even more ethereal and dusty.

Under the attention of everyone, Xi Qingyin slowly took off her mask and looked at Yu Tingyu calmly.

A familiar voice sounded in the hall: "Who do you say I am?"

Huang Liang, who was lying on the ground, had long been heartbroken, and when he saw the elegant and vulgar face under the mask, the whites of his eyes rolled up, and he fainted from fright.

The author has something to say: Meow: The shooter you thought was actually Yu Huashi himself, why, does your face still hurt?

Queque: You can hurt me(!)