Quick Transmigration: Report to the Host, You Have Been Attacked!

Chapter 1798: Enchanting painter 40

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Hua Yao held the porcelain on the second layer of grid and turned it to the right -

When the mechanism was activated, the wall cracked from the middle and spread to both sides, revealing the dark passage inside.

This is a stone staircase going down, seemingly endless.

Because it is made of stone, the temperature is relatively low. Just looking inside, I felt like there was cold air blowing on my face.

"Your Majesty, I'll go down first." Hua Yao said to Chu Su.

This is not only the first time for Xi Ying to go to a secret auction, but also the first time for Chu Su.

Hua Yao had to go in front, firstly to guide them, and secondly to let them who were coming in for the first time know that there was no danger here.

So, Hua Yao walked down the stairs first, Chu Su followed, and Xi Ying walked last.

After coming down, you will find that the inside is not as dark as it looks from the outside. There are small torches on the right side of the stairs, and you can still vaguely hear the lively sounds from the distance.

"There is an underground auction here, doesn't Wang Shiniang know about it?" Xi Ying asked strangely.

If Wang Shiniang knew about it, she probably wouldn't leave.

"Do you know if you only use your brain to figure it out?" Chu Su asked, "Or do you think you have no brain at all?"

Xi Ying glared at the back of his head.

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't let the Hell Lin Beast follow him for the time being in order not to reveal his identity, then Xi Ying would definitely let the Hell Lin Beast spray fire on Chu Su's head and set his hair on fire!

Let him feel what it means to be truly "brainless"!

The three of them walked off the elevator one after another and saw an empty place below.

The field of vision gradually broadened, and the voices gradually became closer.

Rounding a corner, they arrived at the secret auction site.

This is a very large open field.

"This can't be done by manpower. How many spiritual beasts did you use?" Xi Ying looked at Hua Yao.

"There are probably less than twenty senior painting spirit masters." Hua Yao said lightly.

What Hua Yao means is that less than twenty senior painting spiritual masters have died.

Under normal circumstances, senior painters can continuously create paintings and summon spiritual beasts.

But that must be established after the painting spirit master has sufficient rest time.

Hua Yao, on the other hand, kept squeezing the abilities of the senior painting spirit masters, making them spin around and constantly summoning spirit beasts to help her create such an underground auction.

In this way, even the most powerful senior painting spirit master will one day run out of energy.

After Chu Su heard Hua Yao's words, an unknown look flashed in his eyes.

But he didn't speak.

"Then this auction venue really has the hard work of many people." Xi Ying said something with unclear meaning.

The meaning of this "hard work" is not just as simple as it seems.

The three of them walked into the auction venue.

There are already many people here, and each of them has an excited look on their face.

In dark photography, they can capture whatever they want.

Whether it's a panacea or a beautiful woman or a spiritual beast, only they can't think of it, and they can't buy it!

Because Anpai is a dark existence, morality and order seem to be just decorations here.

Except for one thing, you can't do anything to the person secretly photographed, everything else seems to be OK.

Hua Yao brought Chu Su and Xi Ying to a table, and immediately a golden beast came over.

"Put up a transparent barrier." Hua Yao said to the little yellow beast.