Color painting collection and a certain strongest

When they met for the first time, the lonely little white tiger jumped happily at the same kind.

It was also the first time they met, the shrunken and amnesiac Black Lion refused to threaten to approach.

When two cats meet, there must be a fight.

Lan Tang, who was seriously injured, had a very low sense of security. Facing the little white tiger who wanted to be close to him, he entered the coloring book without hesitation.

One hit, two hits, three hits, countless hits!

Gojo Satoru's excited crazy output: "Don't hide! Let's fight~"

The magic power is matched by supernatural powers, and Lan Tang, who is passive in fighting, just wants to heal his injuries.

A golden cube covered Lantang, and the four-year-old transcendent curled up inside the cube expressionlessly.

In the eyes of the crazy Wutiao.Maomao.Wu, the golden square was like a scratching post, attracting all of Maomao's attention.

Facing the persistent Wujo Wu, Lan Tang could only reason with him politely, but he couldn't shake the other party's determination to force Lan Tang to take action.

MMP!

Do you really think that the transcendent has no temper? !Arthur Rimbaud, who had been served by the French government for 20 years before he lost his memory, had never suffered such grievances!

Transcendence is a nuclear weapon that can quickly destroy a city. Even if there is a double debuff of serious injury and youth, Lan Tang can instantly kill the current Gojo Satoru. After all, supernatural powers are the powers that supernatural powers have at birth, unlike mantras that need to be learned !

Lan Tang got up slowly, Wujo Wu jumped back in an instant, alert and excited.

The iron cage has long been distorted by the aftermath of the spell, and the other children huddled in the farthest corner of the room, looking at their peers who were as powerful as monsters, with horrified eyes and trembling.

Lan Tang's golden-green eyes fixed on the blue eyes of the white-haired boy opposite, suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart, and said in a cold voice: "You are much weaker than me, why do you still want to provoke me?"

"Because you are the only one who can be used as a 'target'." Gojo Satoru widened his eyes and grinned: "After setting you as a target, with specific standards, I can catch up with you as quickly as possible. You, beat you!"

Then you come and beat me again, and we will be best friends and rivals.

We are the same!

I believe you feel it too, you must feel it!

right!right!

Before amnesia, when there were more than one transcendent in all major countries, Lan Tang couldn't understand the idea of ​​a little red in the green bushes at all. After amnesia, he couldn't understand it even more. "Six Eyes" saw Lan Tang's confusion, five I understand.

In order to be able to become a close friend and rival who progressed together with Lan Tang, he did not hesitate... gave up explaining, and decided to have a long life in the future.

Withdrawing his spell power, the boy pointed at the other children huddled in the corner: "The guards outside are as rubbish as the people who grabbed me in. If you don't fight me, then I will follow you when you break out."

Just look at your strength and do nothing else.

"..." Lan Tang glanced at him and understood what he meant.

Although his subconscious mind made him reluctant to trust people with white hair and blue eyes, but for some reason, he still chose to believe.

.....

That day when the snow fell, dozens of abducted children poured into the police station. In their mouths, countless dreamy golden cubes became weapons to defeat the traffickers, but they were all treated as jokes by the police. Only a few top families What does the child's family know.

After sending off Gojo Satoru who was said to be coming to look for him, and escorting a group of children into the police station from a distance, Lan Tang leaned against the wall of the dark alley exhausted, panting heavily.

The black fire that Huang Ba vomited was indeed the power of the gods, and the 'Six Eyes' could not find that Lan Tang's body was already in tatters, but he only held on with a single breath.

The wound on his back was cracked again, and there was still light snow falling in the sky. In the biting cold, Lan Tang vaguely saw an adult man with snow-white hair and blue eyes. Even if his face was blurred, his beauty would not be damaged. He stood there like an indifferent man. The ruthless Norse gods.

It seemed that Gojo Satoru's casual words before the parting sounded in Lan Tang's ears: "Next time, if I look at another person through me, even if it is a future best friend, I will be angry."

was seen.

but.

I'm afraid there will be no next time...

The pure white snow fell from the sky like lily petals, and the whole world was like a funeral.

Ye Mo Zhengdao just found out that he had been promoted, and seeing that it was not too late, he went to the convenience store to buy some fruit, and ordered takeaway by the way.

On the way home, Noctuma passed an alley.

.....

He backed away silently, looked down at the child on the ground, and then looked up at the approaching frog-shaped spell.

The green frog tentatively opened its mouth.

'bump! '

It blew its head off.