Chapter 915： Death notice

"Quiet! Hiss~" The snake did not return his head, said coldly, and continued his movements.

"Yes!" Joseph, as the lord of Milly Creek Port, did not dare to have any disrespect before him, and stood honestly beside the snake man.

The snake man's thin, woody hands full of snake scales controlled the paintbrush to continue painting, without taking the eyes of Lord Joseph and Jia Zhengjin and others.

wrong! Although his eyes were wide open, there was no pupil, only a pale eyeball.

I don't know how he likes to be a blind man.

"What's going on?" Noel asked frowning after seeing Lord Joseph passing by, standing quietly like a young wife.

"Yeah! Why didn't he stop Bartosh Shaman from painting?" Adilly was very bored. "Do we have to wait?"

"Or should you just go straight?" General Roald couldn't help turning his head to look at the Elven King.

"Don't worry!" Jia Zhengjin quickly said to them, "If this big shaman really has the ability to predict our arrival, if it can really find the whereabouts of the Belluja Temple for us, then he can certainly predict more things. Since he is not in a hurry , There must be a reason. Let’s wait a little bit!"

Jia Zhengjin said this, everyone naturally has no opinion. So they waited bored in place!

About four or five minutes later, the snake man finally stopped the paintbrush in his hand and said coldly to Joseph: "Okay! Give this picture to that strange human being!"

"Yes!" Lord Joseph walked respectfully, hesitating to remove the fur from the drawing board, and then took it back through the stone bridge.

There were only three humans at the scene, and they were led by Lord Keen of the Holy Dragon City. Although I don’t understand what is going on with strange human beings, what the big shaman must say is Lord Keane?

Lord Joseph decisively handed the fur painting to Jia Zhengjin: "Master Keane, this is the painting given to you by the big shaman!"

"Yo! It's so good? Is there another meeting?" Jia Zhengjin was a little surprised. He grabbed the edge of the fur painting and moved it carefully in front of himself. "Let me see what was painted?"

Although the others didn't understand, they all gathered immediately and looked down curiously.

"Kean!! Is this you?" Tina screamed at the lifelike figure immediately after seeing the painting.

"It's really you!" Noel stared at the same person as Jia Zhengjin in surprise.

The same is true for everyone else, when they see Jia Zhengjin as the protagonist in this painting, they all express shock. Moreover, the content in the painting makes people feel very uncomfortable.

The atmosphere of the whole picture is very depressed, and the embellishments around it are also very strange.

There is only one character in the painting, that is Jia Zhengjin!

But he looked very miserable. He was pierced by a rather huge insect spike in his chest, and the seven tricks bleed and hung lifelessly, completely like a corpse.

When I came over, I gave myself such a painting that touched the mold, although I was surprised that the other party can draw himself so realistically, I can recognize it at a glance. But Jia Zhengjin was quite unhappy!

The expressions of the teammates around him were different, and he was obviously frightened by the **** and depressed painting.

Lord Joseph did not look carefully before, but now he looked at the probe curiously, and he was dumbfounded: "This, this... is it a big shaman's death notice?"

"Notice of death?" Jia Zhengjin turned to look at Lord Joseph, frowning and asking, "What do you mean?"

"Sir Keane!" Lord Joseph swallowed and said nervously, "The big shaman can foresee the future, so he often draws scenes that haven't happened, but are sure to happen. A year ago, he had I painted a painting for Lord Haobo of the Pigmen. In the painting, Lord Haobo died because of drowning! Since then, Lord Haobo has been away from any water source and wants to avoid his fate. However, after a week, Lord Haobo was ordered by His Majesty the Beastmaster to send troops to support the bandits. Although he deliberately avoided any place with water, he suddenly encountered a surprise attack from a large-scale unit of the bandit forces and the army was unable to resist. During the flight, Lord Haobo had no intention of escaping to nearby. Lake, fell into the water and fell into the water to drown! Bartosh Shaman’s prophetic paintings have never been missed, does this mean Lord Keane you may..."

"Kean, what did he say?" Tina and others couldn't understand Joseph's words, so they looked at Jia Zhengjin suspiciously.

"Humph! Boring!" Jia Zhengjin frowned and rolled up the fur painting, reaching out to Joseph, "You give him back!"

"Master Keane, this was given to you by Bartosh Shaman. You can't refund it! And even if it's refunded, it's useless! What should happen will still happen..." Lord Joseph said worriedly, "in the painting Will the insect bigfoot be the **** of beruga? Although there is only one insect bigfoot, it looks pretty similar. This time you and the elven king came here to stop the dark dragon from resurrecting beruga. . Does that mean your actions will fail, and you will be killed by the **** Beluga?"

Jia Zhengjin frowned, did Bartosh's big shaman's prediction really happen? Will you be killed by the resurrected Beluga?

He is not afraid of death. After all, he is the one who died once. And if the dragon of darkness cannot be stopped, the world is destroyed and there is no way to live. All are dead, what is terrible?

However, he has the gift of the goddess of life, UU reading has a rebirth amulet, even if he is killed once, he can survive! This picture does not seem to make much sense! Unless the **** Beluga can prevent himself from using the amulet of rebirth, and also makes the gift of the goddess of life ineffective for himself!

Seeing Joseph's reluctance to return the painting to the Bartosh Shaman, Jia Zhengjin did not want to keep such an obscure thing, he simply took out the torch and lit it aside.

"Master Keane, this..." Joseph was stunned. He had never seen anyone dare to be so disrespectful of Bartosh's paintings.

"Okay! We came here this time to ask about the whereabouts of the Belluja Temple and the news of the Dark Dragon! If he is really capable, help us find each other! As for what happens next, don’t worry That's it!" Jia Zhengjin said coldly. "Could you ask him in the past if he has the ability to help us find the Beluga Temple? If he can't, will he know that others can help us!"

"Okay!" Lord Joseph glanced down at the burning painting, but it was a pity in his heart. After all, the paintings of Bartosh Shaman are very precious treasures, "I will help you to ask!"

When Lord Joseph walked back to the platform again, Jia Zhengjin thought about it, took the gift of the goddess of life from the virtual backpack, and handed it directly to Tina: "Hold it!"

"Kean, do you believe what will happen on the painting?" Tina said worriedly.

"It's better to believe in it, but not to believe in nothing!" Although Jia Zhengjin is not very happy, he can't ignore it, "If I really have an accident, you will revive me with you!"

"Hmm!" Tina quickly put the gift of Goddess of Life into a cotton bag and covered it nervously. When she thought that her husband might be killed as in the painting, she was terrified.

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