Color painting collection and a certain strongest

Life is not easy, curse and sigh.

All living things have the desire to survive, even if the curse spirit subdued by the "spell spell exercise", when it loses its own consciousness and goes berserk, it will act according to instinct.

At the beginning of the expansion of the domain, in order to escape from under Lan Tang's nose, Xia Youjie planned to abandon the tasteless 'Nightmare Eater' and use his characteristics to buy time, so the uncontrolled 'Nightmare Eater' absorbed it instinctively in order to survive. Lantang's spell power.

The tonic is so big that it can't be eaten in one bite.

Because the power of the 'big tonic' is too strong, the mantra composed of mantra adapts well, but Xia Youjie, who has a human body, is 'not to be nourished'.

In order to protect itself, the 'Spiritual Manipulation' took the initiative to break the connection between the 'Nightmare Eater' and the body, and temporarily let the 'Nightmare Eater' run wild,

Wait until Lan Tang is sucked dry, or someone breaks free from the domain, and wait until the curse spirit is consumed to a level that Xia Youjie can control, the 'Nightmare Eater' will regain control.

So only the instinctive 'dream-eating tapir' was left.

He broke free from the certain control of "Spiritual Manipulation", and trapped three talented conjurers who can also be regarded as food without restraint, and a talented conjurer child, and instinctively shut down the "supplements". Looking at Lan Tang's memories in his own field.

If the 'Nightmare Eater' still had a sliver of self-awareness, then he should know that he had kicked on the iron plate, but he only had instincts and no brains.

and so--

'Colorful Painting Collection', 'Six Eyes', and Magic Manipulation, the three most powerful conjurers have all been pulled into the field of temporary enhancement.

The next few people who were trapped should also be dragged into the dreams played in the domain bit by bit, and they will be swallowed slowly after killing their will...

But as the saying goes, the growth curve of a conjurer is irregular, and the explosive point of a conjurer is even more elusive.

The stronger the talent, the greater the potential.

The stronger the strength, the weirder the explosion point.

The desire to survive caused Manu Ling to instinctively skip Lantang's romantic memories with men and women, and started a live broadcast with cubs in a well-regulated way. He didn't step on anyone's thunder, and tried his best until the "big tonic" was completely absorbed by him. Then swallow a few other people in the field.

But who knows that things are impermanent.

A rebroadcast of the weak, pitiful and helpless super magic spirit "Nightmare-eating Tapir" not only exposed the secret of the "color painting collection", but also stomped on the thunder point of the unlimited potential six-eyed child!

Lan Tang with long black curly hair was sleeping deep in the dream realm, but his slender eyelashes were trembling uncomfortably, as if he was about to wake up from his sleep. threat.

If the 'Nightmare Eater' had a mouth, it would definitely shout 'I'm so wronged! ', if the time can be repeated, the 'Nightmare Eater' will definitely......

He would still be thrown out by Xia Youjie to trap Lantang, or he would choose the most infallible video with cubs to play after feeling the love and hatred of several conjurers.

What's wrong with the poor little curse spirit?He just has no brains!

When Gojo Satoru found out that the cub named 'Verlaine' was so similar to him, he was filled with resentment.

good, very good, excellent!

I used Lao Tzu as a substitute for so long when I was a child, but now I still can't forget it. Is it 'Verlaine' in all my dreams? !

Gojo Satoru ignored that the discs released by the "Nightmare Eater" were all memories rather than dreams, and with a forest of lemons, he managed to reach the strongest level of jealousy.

Together with the negative emotions of being rejected, the obsession with confessing being rejected is infinitely expanded.

If you are not strong enough, you can't do anything even if you close the little black house that you love. If you are not strong enough, you can't even stalk him.

Gojo Satoru broke out!

Accommodating the crazy operation of the cosmic 'six eyes', the sensitive and thoughtful conjurer exploded his full potential!

"Boundless—!"

The slender index finger and middle finger overlapped, and the name on the tip of the tongue was about to be blurted out, completing the final closed loop of strength.

The mantra is precisely wrapped into a circle, countless information has been processed by the brain, and the strongest field is about to take shape.

Just when Wujie's most powerful field 'Boundless Space' was about to take shape, the brainless little mantra was strongly threatened, and he quickly changed the disc to ensure that he could last longer.

Six Eyes quickly discovered how to use the curse spirit.

then--

Gojo Satoru urged the curse spirit to play all the discs he wanted to watch.

In front of five people!

On this day, Lan Tang, who was unconscious, didn't know that even his underwear had been stripped clean.

On this day, the two members of Gaozhuan witnessed the transformation of their friend into a perverted Stoka.

.........

The environment changed again, and as far as the eye could see, it became a spacious Japanese room. The surrounding environment had the taste of an ancient family. A child with long black wavy hair stood silently in front of a large wooden table, feeling the air pressure all over his body. downturn.

Under the not-so-bright moonlight, his sense of existence was almost nonexistent, showing a very high quality of spy personnel.

The three-headed Lantang had a cold face, and by the faint moonlight shining in from the window, he was flipping through the meal book of the back kitchen of Wujo's house. There was the amount and type of meals a month ago when Wujo Wujo was still at Wujo's house.

[How does the Wutiao family raise their children? 】

The pages of the book with a faint fragrance are flipping, and the ingredients and ingredients recorded in it are all excellent. The chef is also a well-known chef in the industry who is extremely good at cooking Japanese food, but Lan Tang's eyes are getting colder and colder.

['Six Eyes' consumes a lot of energy for mental energy. Don't these people even feed their children enough? 】

Some ethereal children's voices were displeased, Lan Tang's expression remained unchanged, and he put the book back to its original position accurately, and wiped off the fingerprints left on it by the way.

Skillfully cleaned up the traces left by him, the child with long curly hair went back home through the subspace without a sound, not to mention the guards of Wutiao's house, even Tianyuan's barrier did not find that Lantang had invaded the heavily guarded queen kitchen.

In the bedroom of Ye Mo Zhai, Gojo Satoru curled up on the bed with four heads and fell asleep, the quilt only covered a little of his stomach, his snow-like white hair softly covered his eyebrows, and his long and slender eyelashes looked cute and cute.

Well, well-behaved and cute.

Jia Ruozi rubbed his eyes, then blinked vigorously, thinking that he should stay up late, or he would go blind.

Xia Youjie felt that he had been hit more violently than the cruel battlefield just now, his eyes were blank for a while, and he doubted his life.

In the video, Lan Tang quietly opened the door and went in, lying on the edge of the bed, standing on tiptoe, reached out and pinched Wu Tiao Wu's arm, and pursed his lips lightly.

【so skinny. 】

The small hands were thinner than the white-haired child's limbs, which were slender at a young age, and Lan Tang touched the thin and protruding ankle bones on Wujo Jiojio, sighed silently, and pulled the quilt over to him Cover it tightly.

【never mind,】

[Stay here. 】

"Oh~ Lantang~~"

In the field, Gojo Satoru covered his face, his exposed ears were red, he shyly twisted into a girly posture, his height of 1.9 meters twisted into twists, Xia Youjie accidentally glanced at it, and was immediately disgusted A shiver.

Xia You Jie Yue.

Xia Youjie was relieved.

Ah, good thing he's normal.

Unable to bear to look directly at him, Xia Youjie couldn't help turning his head to look at Jia Ruzizi: "The family of magic spells doesn't even feed the children?"

Xia Youjie acted peacefully, and that family had selectively forgotten the bastard's "I can't stand a dirty world" just now.

Anyway, things will never develop in the worst direction, both Wu and Lantang will hold Xia Youjie firmly.

and so--

"impossible."

Jiajin Nitzi answered Xia Youjie's question as if he didn't hold any grudges.

Who dares to starve the gods, just the group of six-eyed jerks from the Wutiao family?

Jia Ruozi thought about the meals she had when she was a child, and then thought about the meals she had at Lantang's house. Almost every dish was a calorie bomb. She couldn't help being tempted every time after being taken by two dogmen in the same class to eat together, To eat vegetarian food for one week in a row:

"It's just that the ancient families all admired the beauty of falling flowers and mourning, and believed that a thin body is the standard...In addition, the traditional Japanese light diet seems to really be unable to keep up with the consumption of Liuyan,"

"but......."

"In an elegant family, snacks and daily meals are ordered in separate volumes," Jiarui Zizi silently exposed Lan Tang's misunderstandings over the past ten years: "I guess Lan Tang didn't see it."

Xia Youjie didn't believe it: "However, Wu was indeed very thin when he was young."

Are you thin?

"Well," Jia Ruozi recalled for a moment, and came to a conclusion: "Filter, isn't this Lan Tang's memory?"

At least in the memory of Jia Ruzizi, before Gojo Satoru officially left home at the age of eight, she had never seen the person sitting at the front stop talking every year at the family gathering.

It's just a filter.

No wonder she thought Gojo Satoru was cute when he was a child.

Xia Youjie: "...I see."

No wonder he thought Gojo Satoru was cute when he was a child.

Not listening to the discussion about himself at all, Wujo Satoru who was being discussed put down his hands covering his face, like a cat that has found a new toy, and stretched out its paws out of curiosity:

Gojo Satoru raised his hand: "Wuliang—!"

The magic power is wrapped into a circle, and the domain is about to take shape!

Following the survival instinct, the 'Nightmare Eater' in the dark flicked, and the playing screen changed again:

Lan Tang, a boy in elementary school uniform, was sitting on a swivel chair with his legs crossed, his slender calves exposed in his academic shorts. Since he was still attending the school's anniversary just now, he was wearing a big sailor cap on his flowing black long curly hair .

The way he frowns while holding a stack of papers looks like an ordinary little boy worrying about his homework.

The clear boy's voice rang in his ears.

[Reform is still too troublesome. 】

[I'm already very busy now, those rotten oranges, as long as they are foreign missions, I will use all the second-level missions to 'Atil' to do it, it is nothing more than trying to divert the tiger away from the mountain...】

[Is it the Wujo family, the Zenyuan family, or the Kamo family? 】

【Do not. 】

[Throwing aside the fact that they are all overseas, these missions have their own problems......】

Lan Tang frowned and threw a dozen task lists on the table, a stack of papers spread out with relentless force, and a few sheets floated to the ground next to the large wooden table.

Gojo Satoru, who was standing beside him, poked his head curiously to look at the mission sheets scattered on the table.

"Wu, you're like a pervert who peeps into privacy." Xia Youjie disapproved and looked at the task list scattered on the table.

"Huh?! You obviously came over to see it! Aren't we all perverts!"

Jia Ruozi pretended he didn’t hear anything, and calmly looked at the task list scattered on the table:

The problems marked on each task list are circled with red pen, and the experience and relationship network of the client who will not be reported are written next to it: the client who has been replaced, the parent and child are suffering and the adopted child is worry-free. The client, the parents and children who were assassinated because of the inheritance rights, the curse formed after being betrayed by the white-eyed wolf...

The heart-wrenching missions formed a fine network, viciously pointing at the weakness of 'Athier''s experience that he claimed to the outside world. If it is really 'Athier' who lost his son, then these missions are undoubtedly It will plant seeds of suspicion between him and Gojo Satoru.

This kind of conspiracy was too familiar, Xia Youjie, who had just experienced it once, froze, and his false squinting smile was also faintly cracked.

[This shady man's handwriting is a bit like those of the upper class. The old oranges of the Yusanjia are stupid and sweet, and they only know that they are tough. This kind of shady task should be released by the so-called high-level people who do not have a member of the Yusanjia. 】

Lan Tang crossed his hands and fingers, covering most of his face, revealing golden-green eyes with a gloomy look that didn't match his age.

[Sure enough, we still need to install puppets in the high-level to be at ease. 】

........

A colorful field floated over the village, and it looked like a gas-like fog, but it trapped three powerful super magicians at the same time.

Hechuan Hexian, who was lying in ambush on the tree, glanced at the field covering the sky above his head again, with one hand resting on the knife at his waist, and was always on guard. The other curse masters who were also lying in ambush had already chatted loosely. .

"Look at his fake aloofness."

"It's really disgusting. It's just a stray dog, and it's showing a clean-eyed attitude."

"I really think that I am superior to others. After all, I didn't rely on my relationship to join this mission."

"The running dog adopted by the Hechuan family..."

"Greedy for life and afraid of death..."

The young man in light blue feathers is not only formally dressed, well-behaved, and taciturn, but also has a clean and depressing temperament, like a dying crane, a fallen camellia, with a noble and poignant beauty.

His awe-inspiring character is like that of a noble warrior in ancient times.

Many people present are cursers who followed their own desires and fallen. What they dislike the most is this kind of style. The eyes they look at are either colored or disgusted.

If it hadn't been for the young man who showed his strength as a first-level conjurer when the team was assembled, it might not be as simple as talking behind his back...

Listening to the non-stop harsh language and dirty guesses, the young man holding the knife was very calm,

Years of wandering and wandering, living under the fence of others, and now he is about to get revenge, but a few gossips, even working with the curse spirit, there is nothing he can't bear.

For his twin brother who was implicated innocently because of the He Chuan family's accident.

For the child who died at the age of three.

In the village, the villagers who were implicated and seriously injured because a family imprisoned a young girl screamed loudly, but they were completely unable to move because of the serious injuries.

Being recalled by such a scene, He Chuan Hexian closed his eyes, stroked, felt the cold scabbard in the palm of his hand that brought him a sense of security, and calmed down his almost boiling magic power.

The golden-red flame pierced the sky, and it was extremely conspicuous in the eyes of magicians and magic spirits who used negative magic power.

He Chuan He Xian suddenly opened his eyes, the green and bamboo-colored pupils reflected the golden red that had passed by in a hurry.

Different from the darkness and violence of the mantra, the flame was so pure that it was as bright and warm as the sun over the mountain village with dense mantra.

Immediately whispers came from the woods:

"what is that?"

"meteor?"

"Idiot! That's obviously a human!"

"Why hasn't the old man seen such a spell in the magic world?"

"Enemy attack! It must be someone from the Reform Party!"

Stretching out his hand to push the somewhat worn-out guard in his arms, the boy clenched the knife tightly.

.......

"That's great, Mr. Lantang really didn't do anything." Hurrying up, Sawada Tsunayoshi, who was hanging a head of ice slag high in the sky, was relieved, and his heart was moved with tears in his eyes.

Although seriously injured, the villagers are basically still alive.

Tsunayoshi Sawada, who has experienced a lot, quickly noticed the people ambushing in the forest and the faintly flashing monitor.

The method is not professional, but because of this, it is impossible to see the other party's thinking.

In order to prevent laymen from broadcasting the news of someone flying in the sky to the whole of Japan, Tsunayoshi Sawada found a blind spot and was about to land. When the flame went out, the super intuitive suddenly rang crazily.

next moment.

'boom--! '

The fiery pillar of fire submerged the point where Tsunayoshi Sawada was stagnant just now, and burned a forest to black.

"Hey, kid." The curse spirit on the top of the volcano opened his one eye and looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi who appeared on the other side. The golden-red gorgeous flames burned on his head and hands, revealing a clean breath that made the curse spirit extremely disgusted. , Let the clepsydra be 12 vigilant against this unplanned person.

The brown-haired man escaped his sneak attack with a clepsydra just as if he had expected it, his expression didn't change at all, not even a scratch.

Is it the trump card of the magic world?

Damn!

"It doesn't matter if you're here for this thing or not."

Firmly guarding and trapping the three strongest dream realms, magma gradually boiled in the depression on the top of the clepsydra: "There is only one ending for you, and that is—"

"Burned to ashes by my uncle!"

Sawada Tsunayoshi floated in mid-air indifferently in the super-dead energy mode, his eyes dyed golden-red by the flames of death energy revealing a faint daze: "..."

Here, what's going on here?Where did the attack come from? ? !

Obviously, none of the ambush people moved...Ghost, ghost? ? ! ! !

The author has something to say: Can the ten chapters be finished?Crying in the storm, stupid author, I really want to open a new hole, but this article just can't be finished!

Fortunately, I caught up with it. I fell ill with coriander last Sunday. First, I had a cold and a cold. I lay down for two days and didn’t want to eat anything. It became hot again, and it didn't get better until today... I almost thought I couldn't catch up.

By the way, it's the end of the month, please ask for nutrient solution~

.感谢在2021-05-2023:31:34~2021-05-2711:37:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Mao Huhu 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：可爱的小疯子33瓶；复苏的无名之花10瓶；桃之夭夭5瓶；红莲地狱2瓶；兔子爱吃大米饭1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!