Color painting collection and a certain strongest

Of course Xia Youjie would not be lazy, after all, the high school is a 'pure land', how could he not actively participate in the plan to transform the 'pure land'.

It's just that Gojo Wu's cell phone ran out of battery, so when those people went to Xia Youjie, they informed him that they would bring Wujo Wu with them to the meeting.

"Huh? What are those guys doing again?"

"Maybe they found Fu Heisher," Xia Youjie analyzed, "With those people's personalities, it's obvious that they won't just send 'Tian Ni Hoko' here."

"They're really annoying." Wujo Satoru complained, got up from the sofa, and stuffed the Yumenzomb on the table into his pocket.

"Be considerate of the old man's desire to show his sense of existence. After all, he is also Lan Tang's collaborator." Xia Youjie smiled and said: "After all, there is not much time for this."

The next second he saw the old congressman, Xia Youjie ate what he had said before.

Sure enough, the world is so dirty that it makes people want to vomit.

Sure enough, the old monkey doesn't need to be considerate.

.........

"Superior Conjurer Gojo Satoru."

"Super class magician Xia Youjie."

The respected and respected old councilor who often met on TV said in a deep voice: "About the unseal of Ye Mo Lan Tang."

"I, on behalf of the council, would like to inform you that this is the end."

Xia Youjie was stunned.

Gojo Satoru couldn't control it, and he didn't intend to restrain it at all, 'huh—? ! ' with a sound.

The two second-generation strongest who were urged to come over were stunned by the sudden words, and accepted the backstab from their comrades-in-arms.

In the reception room, an old man with white hair and beard sits behind the table.

The old man is a high-status member of parliament. There are a lot of security guards outside the reception room where he is located. The corners of the table and the reliefs on the wall are engraved with incantations to detect spells. Even the first and second level magicians are in the building. Standby.

"I'm really sorry." The old man closed his eyes in pain, bent deeply, and pressed his forehead against the cold and low coffee table.

"This is just in case, to ensure the safety of the entire country."

Night Moth Orchid Hall is too dangerous.

When the image of the subspace covering the whole of Japan was transmitted to the computer by the satellite, and it was clearly displayed in front of his eyes, he looked at the young boy in front of him, but his pupils contracted uncontrollably. cold sweat.

what is a natural disaster

This is natural disaster.

This person just raised his hands gently, and the fate of the entire island country was held in his hands.

In the face of such mighty power, the entire country is smaller than Sha Shuo, and it will disappear in a single thought of a person, just like the stone wrapped in the subspace during the demonstration.

Not even dust will remain.

He cannot entrust the lives of the people in the hands of one person.

Holding powerful power but not using it for the country, he can do whatever he wants.

The old man who had checked the basic information did not dare to mention adding an 'insurance' to Ye Molantang. On the contrary, he would flatter him and praise him, and reform along with him.

So what if the reforms do save countless lives in the future.

How could he, how dare he, put the lives of hundreds of millions of people in the entire country on the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of such a random person!

"This kind of power is not in the category of human beings at all."

At the meeting, all the congressmen were frightened and suspicious at first, and then the fear that was covered under the crazy hostility spread.

"Have you ever thought about cleaning up the curse of the whole country every year because of this person's whim, and if he gets tired of it one day and doesn't want to bear such shackles...our country is in danger!"

"List it as a super-dangerous target, and let professionals monitor him when the Six Eyes of Wujo's family is away."

"It is said that the Six Eyes of the Wutiao family will grow up to be no less powerful than that night moth."

"The spell and spirit exercises in the same period are also the same crooked ways!"

"It's really disgusting to rely on such an evil shortcut as devouring the curse spirit to become stronger."

"Why are there so many monsters in the world."

From that day on, Ye Molantang, instead of those ugly curses, has become a serious problem for him and all the congressmen, making them feel like a thorn in their throats every day, but they are helpless.

The Matsushita family is a large family whose ancestors have served as members of parliament many times. As the former son of the family, the old man has an overly soft heart since he was young, and he is escorted by the family. He is considered the cleanest politician in the cabinet.

He has never participated in the rape of conjurers, and he does not think that overly powerful conjurers are monsters.

But now Ye Mo Lan Tang is sealed by Yumen Zong, and the old man named Matsushita doesn't intend to break the seal.

At that time, Panasonic had a heart of patriotism and love for the people, and now Panasonic also loves this country.

Maybe it's because people become timid when they get old, and he can't accept the consequences of releasing such a natural disaster magician.

The ability of Night Moth Orchid Hall is a threat to the country.

Likewise, he was terribly sorry for the conjurer's friend.

Because he acquiesced in his subordinates' self-assertive behavior, allowing them to issue orders to seal the Night Moth Lantang forever, and wiped out the tail of their actions.

So now, he will apologize to the two young super magicians, and explain the reasons for the pros and cons, instead of discussing to drive out the 'Night Moths' faction like other councilors to ensure that the seal is safe.

No one spoke for a long time.

Old and the interior is dark and smoky.The old man in kimono leaning over the low table is like a reflection of the old times.

Xia Youjie endured the smell of the old man on the old monkey, with a gentle and compassionate smile, and gently lowered his eyes like a smiling Buddha in a temple: "Such reasons cannot convince us."

"Sorry, I couldn't stop them."

The old man repeated the words of apology, slowly straightened his waist, and lowered his head with a downcast expression.

"I believe Mr. Matsushita will not treat a meritorious official like this for his own selfishness." Xia Youjie said, "I heard that Lan Tang has set restrictions, and every year he will launch a coloring book to cleanse the curse spirits of the entire country?"

A trace of guilt flashed in the old man's eyes, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.

Xia Youjie's fingertips hanging under the table took the opportunity to move, and gently released a few tiny curse spirits.

A few black curse spirits were only the size of little fingers and were shell-shaped. After hiding their figure, they easily stuck to the hem of the old man's complicated clothes.

They don't even have a fourth level, and they won't be detected by the spells in the room under the cover of the spell fluctuations of the two super magicians.

Then they fell into a 'hibernation' state, with almost no fluctuations in mana power, and only Gojo Satoshi's six eyes could barely detect it.

Looking as if he couldn't hold his head up, there was a bit of malice hidden under Xia Youjie's gentle smile: "We just want to know the reason, and you think the 'reason' is too much—"

His tone became more and more gentle, but his words tore away all the disguise, stabbing people like a sharp sword: "I don't have the face to say it, do I?"

Xia Youjie said firmly, "They, no, you."

"I'm afraid of Lantang's ability."

Panasonic held his breath for a while, but still said firmly: "I don't mean to be afraid of Lord Ye Moth, but it's all for this country. It's too dangerous to put the country in the hands of one person. His... ..."

"Ah, really, Jie, you can't make sense with him." Gojo Satoru directly interrupted him:

"In the final analysis, betrayal is betrayal, and fear is fear. Rotten orange sang who betrays his allies and thinks he is very kind should stop talking."

Xia Youjie then stabbed: "Wu, what are you talking about?"

"If this can make you feel better." Matsushita didn't argue, but said: "This is all unavoidable. If the night moth Lantang is not sealed..."

"To shut up."

"What, what?" Matsushita, who had never been treated so impolitely for many years, was stunned.

"I said, shut up quickly." Gojo Satoru stuck out his tongue as if he was about to throw up, and said, "I'm going to throw up."

Wutiao Wutiao is very upset, no one has ever taught him what is patience, neither the Wutiao family who respects him nor the Lantang who is obedient to him will not teach him this.

To a certain extent, Gojo Satoru, who was extremely self-conscious, directly and impatiently interrupted Matsushita's endless chatter.

After moving his fingers, the beautiful boy with white hair and blue eyes showed a refreshing smile full of youthfulness: "My parents told me that when this happens—"

"Just hit it!"

"Ah, I agree." Xia Youjie smiled and made a gesture to summon the curse spirit.

The pitch-black curse spirit tore through the space, and the powerful breath of spell power instantly made the spells in the room emerge. Under the two waves of turbulent spell power, the protective spell wrapped in Panasonic in the room was like a storm in a storm. A small boat will be torn apart by big waves at any time.

The alarm sounded, and the conjurers on standby in the building rushed up one after another.

"Wujo Wu, Xia Youjie! You are presumptuous!"

.........

In the end, I still didn’t ask anything, and it didn’t develop into two high school students beating the elderly. Matsushita’s heroic appearance of sacrificing himself for righteousness made Gojo Satoshi lose his appetite.

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.........

A first-level conjurer had more than a dozen bones broken. He held his super-grade conjuration that was scrapped in one blow, raised his head with difficulty and looked out the door, muttering hoarsely.

"how is this possible...."

Two teenagers who had just grown up stood in front of the building, chatting and laughing. After a battle of hundreds of people against the two, they were neatly dressed and their hair was not messed up, but the building was full of corpses.

This is the difference in strength!

The sealing of the Night Moth Orchid Hall made everyone subconsciously underestimate the 'strongest' ability, even with the six eyes and magic spells, they will inevitably be underestimated.

Now, the reality has given those lucky people a slap in the face, allowing them to see again that there is almost an invisible gap between people.

"Although it looks terribly guilty on the surface, it is unexpectedly cruel, that old monkey." Xia Youjie sighed and touched his pocket: "He refused to let go of any information."

"Ah? What a strange name for a monkey..." Wutiao Satoru looked at Xia Youjie, who was getting more and more furry, with a look of disgust, took out the air freshener, and sprayed it on the college uniform A few times, until the fragrance of flowers smells good.

"When did you get this quirk, Jay?"

The strong floral fragrance is a torture to the conjurer's keen five senses. Gojo Satoru admires Xia Youjie's ability to maintain a smile without changing his expression.

Xia Youjie wrote lightly: "I just don't want to get the smell."

"Let's go, Wu." Xia Youjie waved to Wutiao Wu, who was holding his nose and hiding far away: "Today, Nitzi was called to order by those rotten oranges who are afraid of death, only we can take over the black sister and brother The sisters are out of school."

Although there was not enough time, as a magician, Xia Youjie released two flying magic spirits to move quickly.

The speed of the mantra is much faster than the winding Shinkansen.

They can even arrive at the school gate a few minutes earlier, trying their best to let the future students appointed by the high school go home immediately after school, and try to isolate them from the monkeys outside and the magicians with malicious intentions.

"Let them come back by themselves or throw them to Diva and Mingming." Wujo Satoru, who had smooth white hair and remained motionless, complained irresponsibly, without a lower limit to isolate the high-altitude wind from 'infinity'.

"It's so troublesome to take care of a child, and Lantang is not here... It's all Jie's kindness."

However, those few children are much more sensible than the three-year-old Wu who turned the living room into a garbage dump in one night.

Xia Youjie wanted to complain, but held back.

Now in the sky, he doesn't fight with flying people.

Night Moth Zhengdao seldom came back, so a large room was vacated, because the family of the Chanyuan did not know when they heard the news of Fu Heihui. The four children were taken to Noctuid's house.

The four children are too sensible.

During the time they lived in Lantang's house, they even cleaned up the messed up house together, took care of the young adults, and by the way, Nanako would also drop eye drops for every eye that was closed by the prison door.

Even the monkey Tsumiki who has no magic power is a sensible, cute little monkey who has not been polluted by the dirt of high school.

"Don't say that." The more Xia Youjie thought about it, the more he couldn't help it. The fox-eyed ball head smiled and narrowed his eyes, and secretly slapped his friend: "I just don't want to imagine some irresponsible scum trying to be bad." That's all."

"Scum? Who? Fuhesher?"

Gojo Satoru opened his eyes wide, the beautiful azure blue pupils were a magnitude [-] earthquake!

Gojo Wu stared at Xia Youjie: "Jie! How can you learn from such a scumbag! Jie!"

The smiling Xia Youjie couldn't help but a vein popped out of his forehead.

The slender and thick snow-white eyelashes shook out afterimages, and Gojo Satoru, who looked more beautiful, screamed like the shavings in a certain manga: "Jie! What are you doing! Jay! You can't be like that kind of scum! Jay!"

Xia Youjie's No. 101 smile could hardly be maintained anymore.

Wutiao Wu sighed, and the white-haired fool completely ignored the blue veins on Xia Youjie's forehead, and immediately became completely self-confident in the next second: "Like me, he is a super good man, if you want to learn, you should learn from me, right?" .”

Xia Youjie was expressionless, but Gojo Satoru was still heartbroken: "We are close friends, if the news that you learn from scumbags is known, my reputation will definitely deteriorate. I have a wife." People, you can't criticize and be victimized like you."

Xia Youjie: "..." You are so confident.

Xia Youjie didn't want to say anything anymore.

He covered his face with one tired hand, sat on the other curse spirit, and let out a long, long, long sigh.Then stretch out the other hand, raise it high, stand up.

"Wu, can you please slap me hard with your face?"

"Hey?"

"Hey? Why?"

The author has something to say: Smith misread the time in code three!The small theater makes up for it.

Small theater 1.

Gojo Satoru: I think Jie was so mad at the rotten oranges that I should have slapped him in the face.

Snapped!

Xia Youjie: The stupidest thing I have ever done in my life is to become best friends with this thing. Did I lose my mind?

Fight back.

Snapped!

So, the two fought.

At this time, the gate of the primary school.

Fu Heihui: Let's go, today is going home by myself.

Fukurotsu Miki took Nanako and Mimiko's hand: Let's go home together.

Small theater 2.

Fu Heisher, who was sought by a group of people, quietly returned to the country and came to the dilapidated residential building where he used to live.

Go upstairs, turn on the light, stay still.

"Who the hell is putting resin and varnish on my house."

"Collection addiction? It's really a unique hobby." Fu Heisher pondered, and quickly grasped the point: "Have you given me any money?"

Tsk, I hate hypocrites the most. Matsushita imitated the character description of the third generation in Hokage. I don’t know if he has portrayed the kind: "The bad things are done by others. I don’t stop it because I can’t help it. Although I cover up for those who do bad things, but that's because they are my subordinates (we are old teammates), and I still have the disgusting feeling of a white lotus flower that has come out of the mud without staining it.

.感谢在2021-07-0800:45:04~2021-07-1712:48:22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 irrigates the nutrient solution: 24 bottles of Qingwu under the moon; Lord, my male god, my fox, 1194433710 bottles;

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