otherworldly painter

Chapter 42, Chapter 42...

"Plant." With a loud shout, Jamie ran in, and one of them lost his footing. Simon hurriedly supported him. It seemed that he was too intense yesterday, and Jamie's legs seemed to be unable to use his strength!Thinking of that extravagant scene, and gulping down the saliva, Jamie only felt the cold wind gusts, and what was Simon thinking.He glared at him displeasedly, "What were you doing just now? It's so lively. How's Little Lante?"

"Jamie, this is for you, and this one is for Marshal Simon." Plant took out two more jade pendants, and Jamie happily took them and hung them up. Simon was also pressured by someone. Hang up.Hill's eyes were burning with anger, it's fine if Little Lante didn't give him the first place, why didn't he give him the second place, they are all this annoying follower.

Jamie babbled to Plant for a long time, and Hill's eyes were almost rounded. Simon wanted to block Hill's cannibalistic gaze and prevent Jamie from keeping his eyes on Plant. , is also busy sweating profusely.Plant smiled and drank tea, listening to Jamie's nagging, while Ike also ate pastries at a leisurely pace.

"Jamie, it's time for us to go." Simon interrupted Jamie's high-spirited speech, and he was naturally poisoned by his eyes.Hill gave him a grateful look.

"Okay!" Jamie stood up, "Little Rant, take a good rest." Turning around, he hesitated for a while before turning back, and said meaningfully, "Marshal Hill, it seems that someone has discovered your other identity. I have got the news here, you should explain it clearly to Plant." Sighing, he finally said it out, although he really wanted to see Hill suffer, but it is better not to do such things that harm others and benefit oneself .

Hill frowned, "Thank you." Rarely said to Jamie sincerely.

"Cut." Jamie walked away like a gust of wind.

As soon as Hill raised his hand, a soundproof enchantment enveloped the room, and both Plant and Ike paid attention to Hill.

"Joss, my other identity." Hill said as calmly as possible.

"Black magic pharmacist Joss, Hill, you." Ike stood up suddenly, his grudge fluctuating unsteadily, darkness will never be tolerated by the world.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, my sister and brother-in-law didn't say anything, do you have any opinions on Ike?" Although he was asking, Hill's eyes showed sadness, and Ike was his best friend.

"Uncle," Plante said, pulling back Hill's thoughts, "How do you think those people will use your identity." Hill's eyes lit up, little Lante didn't care about this, it's great.

"There are too many ways. When my sister and brother-in-law were helped by Joss, they were not less blinded and run on by others. After all, things related to black magic were rejected." Hill sadly, no matter how helpless he was at the beginning Apothecary of the Black Arts, now this identity is a fact, isn't it?

"Hill." Ike stepped forward and pressed Hill's shoulder, "Since my parents believe in you so much, I have no reason to doubt, not to mention that our blood relationship will never be erased." Hill smiled, that smile , deep into the eyes.

"It seems that we don't need to look for the man behind the scenes. We have to settle the score with him." Plante said with a smile, and the two who looked at him felt creepy.

It was night, and Hill hugged Plante who had just finished bathing, "Little Lante, where is mine?"

"What?" Plante asked deliberately.

"Green stone." Hill gritted his teeth, daring to forget.

"Remember, this is called the jade pendant." Plante took off the jade pendant from his neck, "The animal on it is called a dragon, not a dragon in this world, but a divine dragon. Luck." It was originally a thought of mine, but because of Jamie's arrival, even the spare ones were sent out, so I had to give Hill the neck one first.

Hill took the jade pendant with Plante's body temperature, feeling sweet in his heart, what does this mean, hehe, smirking.

"Uncle, uncle."

"Eh?" Hill quickly recovered, "What's the matter?"

"Don't you think I'm weird?" Plante said. In fact, he always wanted to ask other people if they thought he was weird. After all, this body is only a teenager.

"Strange? Why do you ask that?" Hill asked back.

"Actually," Plant didn't know why, but wanted to let the person around him know his past life, maybe he didn't have a past life at all, or maybe he was just dreaming, "Uncle, I have the memory of my previous life, do you believe it?"

"Believe it. No wonder little Rand is so smart." Hill was not surprised.

"If one day." Plant thought of that inkstone, did Cui Ming find a way to go back, he seemed to have nostalgia for this world, especially this warm embrace "I'm going back, can uncle... …”

"Go back, where are you going?" Hill was anxious, grabbing Plant's arm, "I won't let you go, and you won't go anywhere."

"Uncle." Plante helplessly covered the big hand holding his arm with his own little hand, "I just said that if, maybe there will be such an event."

"I won't allow it, I will never let this happen." Panicked, Hill felt as if he wanted to hold on to the villain in front of him, for fear that he would disappear all of a sudden.

But no matter how much Hill wanted to keep Plant, he had no choice but to let go for Plant's sake when it was a last resort, but he was the only one left with heartache at that time.