Quickly wear, the host who harvests the plug-in

Xiaoying's clear voice rang in Su Yun's mind: "Master, we have come to a new world again, a modern world.

This mission is not easy. The small world's supernatural energy is scattered and causing the small world to collapse. We have to collect all the scattered supernatural energy."

As soon as Su Yun regained consciousness, she felt the surroundings were pitch black. She couldn't help but frown and asked in confusion, "Why does it feel so dark? Where am I? Is it still dark? And where did you go in the previous world? You rarely show up?"

Xiao Shang's voice followed, with a hint of sarcasm: "They are working for me. Hey, Master, don't worry, we are all busy."

Xiao Jing also echoed: "Master, we have a shopping urge and want to work and buy a lot of things, so we are busy going."

Su Yun was helpless, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "Okay, as long as you are willing. But what is going on? This new place has made me confused."

Xiaoying explained with a smile: "Master, you are now in a painting, and you are the beauty in the painting."

Xiao Shang then added, "It's a painting that's ready to be auctioned. It's going to be on the auction block soon."

Su Yun was startled. She tried to move, but found herself trapped in the world of the painting. Her body seemed to be bound by an invisible force and she could only stay still.

She sighed helplessly, wondering what kind of weird situation this was.

At this moment, in the bustling auction hall, the lights were bright and the crowds were bustling.

Everyone has their own thoughts and is looking forward to the upcoming items.

The hostess, dressed in a gorgeous red cheongsam, walked gracefully onto the stage. Holding a scroll, she said with a smile, "Dear guests, the next item up for auction is a painting of a beautiful woman. The starting price is 200 million. Let me show it to you now."

After saying that, she gently unfolded the painting, and suddenly, the beautiful woman Su Yun and the picturesque scenery in the painting appeared before everyone.

There was a sudden whisper from the audience.

A middle-aged man wearing glasses narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully examining the painting. He said with some confusion, "It's just a painting. I don't see anything special about it. What era is it from? There's no introduction."

A young man standing nearby stared at Su Yun in the painting with shining eyes, praising her, "The beauty in the painting is very lively, I like it. Look at her eyes and expression, it's as if she's about to walk out of the painting in the next second. It would be a delight to hang in your home, too. I'll give her 300 million!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he attracted the attention of people around him.

In the corner of the auction hall, sat a man with charming dimples. He was Ye Jingzhi.

He looked at the painting on the stage quietly, with a barely perceptible gleam in his eyes.

When the hostess heard someone bid, her smile widened. She said loudly, "Okay, this gentleman bids 300 million. Is there anyone who can offer more? This beauty in the painting is so captivating. Perhaps there is a mysterious story behind it. Don't miss it."

When the people in the audience heard this, they started talking again. Some were eager to increase the price, while others continued to wait and see.

Although Su Yun could not hear the specific words from the audience in the painting, he could roughly guess the situation outside by looking at the expressions and reactions of the crowd.

She was secretly anxious, thinking that she had to find a way to get out of the painting quickly and complete the task of collecting supernatural energy. She couldn't just be trapped and let others auction it off.

Ye Jingzhi was still sitting in the corner, his eyes never leaving the painting, as if he was thinking about something.