Chapter 282

Today, this painting as like as two peas in the mind, and the painter still hides here, and escapes from war on the grounds of Maki.

Even if he knew he was going to die, he didn't have the courage to fight back.

Even knowing that Zhenxi was going to die, he had no determination to go to the yellow spring together.

Does he really want to live so much longer?

No, he was just afraid. He chose to avoid.

But can you hide?

As time went on, he could only feel the explosion roar, Warcraft roar and apostle scream from time to time outside the ship.

Is there any real hope in this?

What pure blue like the sea?

It's just his cowardice!

"I regret it, Tutu dog. Can you accompany me to find Zhenxi?"

"Doru!"

Tutu nodded wildly. He picked up his tail again, and the paint on his tail turned purple.

The dog controlled a brand-new white cloth, sealed the already completed painting tightly, controlled it with his mind, and took the lead out of the room.

"Thank you, Tutu dog!"

"Doru ~"

Silent words followed closely and fell behind them. He couldn't help but look forward to what happened next.

"Jie Jie Jie ~"

Suddenly, a voice of silent thinking day and night suddenly came into silent's ears.

In the eyes of silent surprise, Geng ghost suddenly emerged from the painting wrapped in white cloth.

"Geng ghost!"

Geng GUI found silent speech for the first time, grinned and ran to him excitedly.

"People around here can't see me. Can they see you?"

Geng ghost looked at the silent words in surprise, and then went into the next room.

After a while, Geng GUI ran out and nodded to silent speech.

"Try using a miniature shadow ball on the column"

Geng GUI was surprised at the silent command, but he still played a shadow ball the size of a table tennis ball.

Bang~

With a light sound, a small pit appears on the column. The shadow ball is effective!

Silent speech breathed a sigh of relief, Geng GUI came back, and finally let the anxiety in his heart dissipate.

Don't say any more. Mo Yan caught up with the painter with Geng ghost.

At this time, the painter had run to the deck. Even Zhenxi had no time to find it. He just stared at the unprecedented war in the sky.

"Doru!"

Tutu dog tugged at the painter's clothes, indicating that he had more important things to do.

Painter woke up and began to look for Zhenxi in a panic. Because of the air war, no one has paid attention to painter.

"Really hope!"

Now there are not many Warcraft apostles on the deck. The painter soon found Zhenxi and trotted over.

"Zhenxi, Tutu dog and I have finally finished painting. Are you satisfied?" the painter excitedly grabbed the painting and began to open the white cloth.

"Are you kidding?"

The ethereal but indifferent voice came, and the artist turned his head to Zhenxi.

"When are we all dying now, but you still care about your painting!"

"Zhenxi, I'm sorry, I..."

"Where were you when we fought?"

"...." the painter opened his mouth and couldn't say a word.

He looked at Zhenxi's eyes full of indifference, anger and disdain, and couldn't find even a little like.

"... I'm hiding. I'm afraid of death." the painter smiled and cried.

Many people around have been attracted by their disputes. These Warcraft apostles who have fought together look at the painter with contempt.

The painter felt the ridicule of people around him and felt that these should be. He knew that he had done something wrong and would naturally be punished.

But... But I really hope you don't look at me like this.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, a loud roar from gaioka attracted heavy people's eyes again.

It only used its own skills, the root cause fluctuated, ejected a bright blue energy light wave, and severely pressed palucchia on the ice near the ship.

In the exclamation of people on the deck, countless large and small ice cubes fell from the sky and hit the people on the deck.

The painter also raised his head. He saw an extremely sharp piece of ice coming quickly to Zhenxi.

When the painter saw this, his eyes suddenly lit up. He took two steps forward and ruthlessly pushed down Zhenxi who did not find the danger.

At the critical moment, the painter spent more than half a month outlining the painting he was going to give to his beloved Zhenxi, blocked it in front of his chest, and then stood in front of Zhenxi.

Poof!

The broken ice penetrated the painting with great momentum, and then deeply inserted into the painter's body, and stretched out a small angle from behind.

In Zhenxi's frightened eyes, the painter's white shirt was quickly dyed red, and a lot of blood began to gush out.

The painter tilted his body and fell sideways next to Zhenxi. A lot of blood flowed out of his mouth, but his eyes looking at Zhenxi were full of understanding.

"Zhenxi, I'm cowardly, but..."

"I love you!"

The sudden ice disaster was over. Because there were Warcraft around the apostles, most of them were only slightly injured.

Only the painter with the will to die took the initiative to block the sharp pieces of ice for Zhenxi.

The picture is broken.

The painter died without regret after saying his last words.

Zhenxi knelt next to the painter. She looked at the painter who had closed her eyes and forgot to cry.

The surrounding Warcraft apostles silently took back their previous mockery of the painter, and a touch of regret poured into their hearts, but that's all.

The painter is not the first to die, nor will he be the last. Everyone's life here is out of his control.

Sympathy, I'd better leave more for myself.

The air war has passed the most intense time, and both gaioka and paluccia are seriously injured.

The huge cut on gaioka's back no longer bled, but the everted white meat showed that he was in very bad condition.

On palucchia's side, his left hand has sagged, and the jewel on his left shoulder even has a crack.

As the energy core of paluccia, Baozhu is the most important thing. Now it is seriously injured here, and its injury can be imagined.

"Oh!"

"Ji dumb!"

As if they had agreed with each other, gaioka and paluccia began to get ready at the same time and chose their own skills.

Root cause fluctuation!

Yakong split cut!

Two extremely terrible skills collided in the air again. Because of the reason of readiness, the collision was more terrible than any time before.

For a moment, all the surrounding voices disappeared, leaving only dazzling white light in everyone's eyes.

Geng GUI instinctively used the hold skill to block the wave of energy coming from the attack.

Silent speech still retains a little vision because she is not in the same space.

Under the white light, he saw a pink gem the size of a fingernail, which was directly projected onto the painting that had been polluted by blood.