The whole empire is begging for my resurrection

As soon as the sketches came out, the form in the venue changed immediately.

Originally, the gold-robed people were at a disadvantage, and all of them were mentally exhausted. Many of them had given up and fell to the ground, lingering.As soon as the painting came out, they immediately sat up as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and they sat up suddenly, picked up their weapons and went up.

The red-robed people were also caught off guard by this change, and they all froze in place, passively bearing the attack.

Someone broke down and shouted: "Where's our Royal Painter?!"

The people who were named lowered their heads in shame, and picked up the brushes again under the protection of the soldiers in embarrassment, but the heart of painting has completely changed.The ideas that had been in their minds were now a mess, and their hands were clearly moving, but even they themselves didn't know what to draw.

There is no other reason, as long as I saw that sketch, my original fighting spirit was like being hit in the head, and there was nothing left.

The fighting spirit of the red-robed imperial painters has decreased, and the corresponding ones are the golden-robed imperial painters.As if they had found their goal, they completed one high-level painting after another under the leadership of 'Big Brother'.

These paintings continuously provided the soldiers with spiritual endurance, which made the situation that had been gradually tilted even out.

All of a sudden, some people reacted immediately.

Just defeating the golden-cloaked warriors is useless, the most important thing is to defeat Xi Qingyin!

Almost at the same moment, everyone in the red robes unanimously concentrated the flames of war on the mask where Xi Qingyin was.They really didn't believe it, could the strength of such a group of people be inferior to Rong Yunjing's mental strength alone?

As long as the mask is broken, it's all over!

Xi Qingyin's expression remained unchanged.

After completing a sketch painting, he picked up the brush again under the amazed eyes of everyone.

After repairing the lost mental power, the next task is to repair the damaged mental power of the soldiers.After the two tasks are completed, all the people in golden robes will be like being covered with a golden bell, with continuous spiritual power and no injuries.

In other words, it's time to start painting.

the other side.

Although the weapons are backward, Rong Yunjing's mental strength is slightly higher than Rong Tianhe's, and what he lacks is his lack of combat experience.He stepped on all the traps thrown by the opponent without missing a beat, and for this reason he lost a lot of mental power.

But don't be afraid now.

Lost is lost, there is Xi Qingyin!

In addition, Rong Yunjing is very smart, he will not step on a trap once stepped on once.As time passed, Rong Tianhe began to fall gradually.

Yu Huo shrank behind Xi Qingyin tremblingly, while observing the battle situation, he said: "Master Marshal's physical strength can't keep up. Fortunately, there is your painting, otherwise I really don't know what will happen today."

Xi Qingyin concentrated on painting.

Yu Woxin said to himself: "I don't know if His Highness the Crown Prince is willing to be cruel, but how can you say that the Marshal is his little uncle? If I were to attack Mujin... ah, I might not even be able to hold the gun steadily." Lie."

Xi Qingyin stopped the tip of the pen dipped in the paint, calmly stirred it in the water, and then dipped it in another color.

His paintbrush is a spare normal paintbrush. In a place with so many people, he can't take out the cat paintbrush without hesitation.

He doesn't know whether Rong Yunjing will be cruel to Rong Tianhe, and this is not something he should consider.

Thinking about it in another way, it is almost impossible for him to kill Yu Yangnian himself.That being the case, he cannot criticize anything from the standpoint of a bystander.

Just thinking of this, Yu Huaxin suddenly whispered from the side: "Painter Xi, if there is a chance to be a leader..."

This time, Xi Qingyin did not ignore the chatterbox next to her.

He stopped his painting hand and looked at Yu Woxin.

The latter's eyes kept looking at the oil painting in his hand, "If one day, an opportunity to become a leader is presented to you, will you continue to support His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

Xi Qingyin emphasized: "I have always supported the empire."

Yu Woxin smiled: "Is there any difference between these?"

Xi Qingyin: "..."

Yu Woxin continued: "Who wouldn't want such a nice name as the Founding Father? I am the adoptive son of the main line of the Yu family. Since I was a child, people have suspected that I am the illegitimate child of the main line. The important businesses of the family have always been handed over Leave it to Hibiscus, all I can touch is the last branch of trade like medicine."

"I have come to this position step by step. Everyone says that the Yu family has a good vision. If you take anyone back and raise them, you can cultivate talents. I have worked hard for half my life. In the end, it turns out that all my hard work has turned me into a Yu family. 'good vision'."

Xi Qingyin turned her head, her eyes fixed on Yu Huaxin.

After a pause, he reminded: "You are from the main department."

Yu Shixin shrugged and said: "Yes, I am a member of the main department, but do the people in the main department treat me as a human being? Painter Xi, you are the proud son of heaven. You became famous at a young age and you are good-looking. Only others have always posted it upside down. You, what you want will automatically come to your arms. The talent of Yuhuashi seems to be given to you by heaven, and you can easily ascend to a high position. Naturally, you can't understand those who kneel and climb up like us. "

Xi Qingyin fell silent.

Yu Woxin seemed to know that he had made a slip of the tongue, and explained as if to save him: "Ah, I just felt it when I saw the Marshal like this. Master Xi, just pretend that I didn't say anything..."

Xi Qingyin interrupted: "I didn't walk up easily."

Yu Shi was taken aback for a moment: "Huh?"

Xi Qingyin is not a person who likes to show misery, but when he saw Yu Woxin, who seemed like the whole world owed him, he still couldn't help feeling indignant in his heart, and pursed his lips.

"After being admitted to the First Royal Academy of Painting in the Empire, I was forced to drop out of school under pressure. One by one, my friends died unexpectedly. I participated in the war to avoid disasters, and I escaped from death several times. When I finally came back from the victory, what greeted me was not flowers and applause, but false accusations. and persecution."

"You call this easy?"

This time it was Yu Woxin's turn to be silent.

Xi Qingyin said firmly: "If I were given a chance to ascend to a high position, then I would not betray the empire. Because now I know that all the setbacks I have experienced now come from someone wanting to ascend to a high position. "

Who this person is is self-evident.

Yu Woxin cast his eyes on the tired Rong Tianhe, turned his head and said apologetically, "I was the one who was stupid."

Xi Qingyin said, "What about you?"

Yu Woxin said in a daze, "What?"

Xi Qingyin said directly: "Will you betray the empire?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Yu Woxin seemed to have heard some big disobedient remarks, and said amusedly: "I am such a small person, whether I betray or not doesn't seem to have any impact on the overall situation. Take a step back , even if I betray, I can't take away the property of the Yu family, so don't make fun of me."

Xi Qingyin: "Will you go to Rong Tianhe's camp?"

Yu Woxin didn't hesitate: "No."

Xi Qingyin: "Really not?"

Yu Huoxin immediately made a poisonous oath to show his loyalty: "If I stand on the same side as the marshal, I will be cut to death by a thousand knives and thunderbolts!"

Xi Qingyin looked away, and finally stopped staring at him.

Yu Woxin sighed, and said: "It seems that I shouldn't have said those nonsense words to you, which caused you to misunderstand me. In fact, I can achieve what I am today, on the one hand, because of my own hard work, but because of my own efforts. The reason is that the Yu family gave me this opportunity to grow up. If I defect to the Marshal’s camp, then what kind of person will I be, so what if I’m a white-eyed wolf.”

Xi Qingyin looked at the oil painting board.

The above is a copy of the current situation on the battlefield.

There are golden robes, and there are scarlet robes.There are light yellow laser cannons and bright blood.There are also green, blue, white... All kinds of colors are mixed together, and the colors of this painting are obviously very conspicuous.

But Xi Qingyin knew in her heart that this was an oil painting that could not pass 70 points no matter what.

Because this painting has not been endowed with any meaning, it is just a simple copy painting.

The brushwork has arrived, the mental power has been filled, and the technique has been used, but the ceiling of this painting is there. If there is no meaning, it is only worthy of 60 points.

However, after the conversation with Yu Woxin, the painting suddenly became meaningful.

Xi Qingyin picked up the oil pastel that had been put down, silently stained it with black paint, and smeared it all over the surface of the painting under Yu Woxin's almost terrified gaze.

The original bright colors are not worth mentioning in front of the black. After almost a few seconds, more than half of the painting is painted black.

Yu Huoxin was surprised and said: "Painter Xi, please calm down, why did you destroy it, we Jinpao people still need this oil painting to repair the damaged spiritual power!"

Destroy the painting?No, no, he didn't destroy the painting.

He is painting now.

Xi Qingyin hooked her lips lightly, revealing the first and only sincere smile today.

It's like the sun that has been covered by dark clouds has finally peeled off the clouds and regained its light.His eyes were bright, and any screams and fighting sounds around him could not affect him.

The main hall was about to collapse, and both Rong Yunjing and Rong Tianhe had already accumulated their strength in advance, continuously injecting spiritual power into the weapons in their hands.

Countless people couldn't help but hug their heads.

The red-robed man and the golden-robed man who had been fighting together were no longer in a hurry to fight. They moved their eyes to the center of the fight, held their breath, and waited for the final decisive confrontation.

Tao Xiaoxiao carried the hibiscus fish like a chicken, and said anxiously, "Brother, I beg you. Let's not rush to save people."

Yu Hibiscus: "...?"

Tao Xiao smiled and said: "Although His Royal Highness's mental power has the power of sketches and paintings, the weapons he carries are not as good as the Marshal's, and the phoenix disease has caused irreversible damage to his mental power. If he loses this blow, No matter how many people you save, it's useless!"

Yu Mujin shook her head: "It's too early for you to say that."

"What?" Tao Xiaoxiao looked back as if aware of it.

Rong Tianhe pointed his gun at Rong Yunjing, his hair was disheveled, and his expression showed a hint of intolerance: "Xiaojing, you can't win. Surrender now, and you are still His Royal Highness the Crown Prince loved by the whole empire."

Rong Yunjing lowered his eyes and said, "That's right, I'm the prince. Are you becoming the new emperor?"

Rong Tianhe said, "Naturally."

Rong Yunjing looked away, panted slightly and did not speak again.

The two stand against each other, and it is impossible to make sense with ten thousand words. The only way left is to fight each other.

Chaotic fluctuations of mental power were clamoring between the two people, and traces of sonic booms sounded. At this moment, the space seemed to be compressed by the amazing power of the two people.

Everyone avoided in fright, Yu Woxin ignored him and squatted down, hugging his head and curling up into a ball.

Xi Qingyin concentrated on the last stroke, took the seal, and printed her name on the far right of the painting.In the pitch black, there was only the bright red seal, which became the only color.

The second after the seal fell, the two of them finally charged up and launched their last attack.

A huge counter-boom sounded.

The main hall was originally loose, and as soon as the shock wave touched the beams and other main building supports, it immediately became precarious.

When everyone ran away with their heads in their arms, Xi Qingyin silently put down her brush.

The seemingly amiable Rong Tianhe also has the ambition to sit on the throne of God.Seemingly indifferent to the world, Yu Shixin also has monstrous grievances deep in his heart. He who seems to have easily become a winner in life also has many unspeakable grievances...

Behind all the brilliance, there may be countless darkness and oppression hidden.

Some darkness will devour the brilliance little by little after being suppressed to the limit, and some darkness will become pure and thick after being suppressed to the limit, making the brilliance even more dazzling.

This is a painting made for Rong Tianhe, and it is also a painting completed to defeat Rong Tianhe.

Xi Qingyin took the picture frame violently, and threw it in the direction of Rong Yunjing together with the protective cover on the ground.

Without the protective cover, many people looked at Xi Qingyin with malicious intent.However, before they could launch an attack, a bigger change in the arena had quietly arrived.

In an instant, a new force suddenly broke into the two evenly matched mental forces, and this force slowly merged with Rong Yunjing's attack.

In an instant, the light beam became larger and more dazzling.

With a majestic momentum like a broken bamboo, it presses down on Rong Tianhe like an overwhelming mountain.

Everyone stared at that direction intently, no matter how glaring the light of the attack was, they were unwilling to look away, not even for half a second.

Because everyone knows that success or failure is in an instant.

After today, whether it is a heinous war or a better future depends on the present—who can stand in the end.