Building a New World

Lord Joseph went to Bartosh Shaman again.

Before waiting for him to speak, Bartosh Shaman said directly, "You let that strange human come to me!"

"How about His Majesty the Elven King?" Lord Joseph asked quickly.

"I said, bring that strange human over." The big shaman repeated it without expression.

"Okay." Lord Joseph had to turn back here, "Master Keane, Bartosh Shaman, please come alone!"

"Just me alone?" Jia Zhengjin looked at the Elven King, and he said what did it mean?

Lord Joseph nodded and answered, "This is the meaning of the Great Shaman, look..."

"That line!" Jia Zhengjin turned back and said to Noel and the others, "The big shaman of Bartosh let me pass by yourself. You will wait here first."

Everyone nodded their heads, watching Jia Zhengjin walk across the bridge to the side of the big shaman.

Jia Zhengjin observed the big shaman up close, and it really looked very strange. Especially the dead white eyes make people feel very uncomfortable.

However, he did not forget the matter, so he said to the big shaman: "I am Keen, Lord of the Dragon City. I came here specifically to prevent the Dark Dragon from resurrecting the Beluga God! At present, my dragon friend Connie has brought Take her daughter one step into the orc empire. The elf king and I have just arrived, and we need to figure out where the bright side and the extreme east are. If the big shaman knows, let us know. Or point out that one can take us People who arrive at this place. If the plan of the dragon of darkness cannot be prevented, the second battle of the gods erupts, maybe the world will be destroyed directly!"

Bartosh Shaman did not respond to him, but slowly reached out and grabbed a blank fur placed in front of him, and fixed it to the easel.

It is quite powerful to be able to do these things without seeing the eyes, but to be able to do it without error.

However, he did not answer the question, making Jia Zhengjin a little annoyed: "Bartosh Shaman, we have a tight schedule for this trip. If you know, tell us, and don’t waste our time if you don’t!"

"Allen Wallace is a quiet soul." Bartosh's big shaman stretched out the canvas slowly, and then reached out to pick up the brush. "And you, it seems extra impetuous!"

"What do you mean?" Jia Zhengjin frowned suddenly. Who is Alan Wallace? He knew the Wallace family that the original owner of this body was one of them. Quiet soul... I'm going! Should this guy go back to know the original owner of his body? He said this because he knew that he belonged to the body and was not the original owner of this body?

Thinking of this, Jia Zhengjin suddenly felt nervous: "What the **** do you want to say? I don't have time to mess with you!"

"The dark key is in your hand and you can control the situation!" Bartosh Great Shaman said without hesitation. "Give me the hand."

"Dark Key? What's that? Can finding this thing stop the Dark Dragon?" Jia Zhengjin asked quickly. "Where can I find it?"

"Hold it!" Bartosh Shaman did not answer Jia Zhengjin's question, and handed the brush directly to him.

"What the **** are you doing? Can you answer my question first?" Although Jia Zhengjin said so, he still caught the brush.

"Kay Mary Hamog..." Bartosh's big shaman raised his right hand, his index finger gently circled in the air, and a long string of strange notes was pronounced in his mouth.

His eyes gradually glowed strangely blue light, and then put his index finger on Jia Zhengjin's arm.

In an instant, Jia Zhengjin also emits a strange blue light, and the pupils of both eyes disappear instantly, turning into pale eyes similar to Bartosh's big shaman.

Another strange mantra was spoken in Bartosh's big shaman's mouth. Jia Zhengjin suddenly walked to the fur canvas and raised the paintbrush in his hand to draw on it quickly.

"Kean!" It was a bit strange to see Jia Zhengjin in the distance. Tina wanted to go, but was immediately stopped by Lord Joseph.

"Please do not disturb Bartosh Shaman and Lord Keen in the past, they may be having a special exchange now!" Lord Joseph said seriously.

Tina's eyes for help looked at the elven king, and Noel gave her a reassuring look: "If Keen is in trouble, I will go over and help immediately!"

With the pledge of the elven king, Tina calmed down and clasped her hands in front of her with great anxiety.

Jia Zhengjin looks very strange, it makes people feel that he is exactly the same as the Bartosh big shaman when he was painting. It's just that Bartosh Shaman can keep himself at least when he paints, but he seems to have no intention of autonomy, and runs like a machine automatically.

After a while, a realistic pattern appeared on the fur canvas. Bartosh Shaman reached out and took off the canvas, and put another one on the easel.

When he put the canvas on, Jia Zhengjin quickly worked **** it, and a new painting soon showed up. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

After painting a good one, Bartosh Shaman took it off and put it on again. Then Jia Zhengjin continued to start, and the two spent about an hour in a continuous cycle. All the canvases in front of Bartosh Shaman had been used up, and there were as many as twelve.

Jia Zhengjin's drawing speed is also amazing!

When the fur canvas was gone, Bartosh Shaman reached out and clicked again on his hand.

The blue light on Jia Zhengjin disappeared and his eyes quickly returned to normal.

The moment he regained consciousness, he felt a little dizzy and almost didn't stand on the ground. Rubbing his head with unusual headache, Jia Zhengjin asked blankly: "What's going on? Why do I seem to have fallen asleep suddenly? My head hurts... What did you do to me?"

Bartosh's shaman stood up expressionlessly and turned to the bridge.

"Hey! Where are you going? You haven't answered my question yet!" Jia Zhengjin shouted loudly.

"The paintings there have all the answers you want to know!" Bartosh Shaman passed the bridge and left the water platform. When passing by Lord Joseph, he said to him, "Go and ask the strange human to get a necklace, and say that it was lost by me a long time ago. Those paintings are the reward for my necklace!"

"Necklace? What kind of necklace?" Lord Joseph was puzzled.

But Bartosh Shaman didn't speak anymore, he didn't even take his easel, paintbrush and stool, so he walked slowly towards the way he came.

"What happened just now?" Jia Zhengjin, who has a headache, is blank in his brain, but Bartosh Shaman seems to say that the paintings on the ground are the answer he wants to know? Even if he was confused, he picked up a pair in the past and opened it directly.

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