Color painting collection and a certain strongest

Caught off guard by being stolen, Lan Tang barely managed to crush the soup pot.

The culprit was still jumping happily on Lan Tang's nerves, almost finishing half of the dish with a "Ka-Ka-Ka-Ka".

The clean white curtains fluttered in the wind, the air conditioner was still working diligently in the beige-toned room, and beside the solid wood dining table, there was an angel-like boy with puffy cheeks. It was such a warm picture that people couldn't help but smile knowingly.

However, among the people who could laugh, Lan Tang, who was shivering and about to freeze into a dog because of the sudden drop in temperature due to the opening of the window, was not included.

As a top-notch superhuman with elegance engraved in his bones, even if he lost his memory, was seriously injured, was young, and was kidnapped, Lan Tang never let go of his demeanor. However, he met Wujo Wu who was always jumping around in his minefield.

First, he was seriously injured and provoked wildly, and then he broke into the house after he settled down!

"Long time no see~ Lan Tang~" Seeing this self-willed guy smiling and waving at him, it seemed as if he didn't know what shame was at all.

Lan Tang exploded!

"Wujo Wu!" The golden space put the dead white-haired boy into it, and Lan Tang hit it straight away!

Worried about not wanting to break the peaceful life, Lan Tang went straight to the punch, deliberately leaving no marks, but definitely hit the most painful place with every punch!

What is a transcendent.

That's nuclear weapons, it's deterrent, it's human beings that are as powerful as gods!

Even if Lantang's supernatural ability 'Colored Painting Collection' has nothing to do with strengthening his body, his physical fitness is far superior to that of a human being. What's more, France will not let the precious transcendent leave a weakness. The fighting instinct has been carved into Lantang in 20 years. bone marrow.

Even if the body is only four years old, he can still beat Wujo Wu who is only eight years old.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Lan Tang took out another set of cutlery and began to eat, and lifted up the chopsticks gracefully. As soon as the first chopsticks of rice were in his mouth, Lan Tang couldn't help but want to beat Gojo Satoru again.

The food is getting cold!How can it be repaired!

Lan Tang endured this impulse, and looked unkindly at the uninvited guest who took a rest for a while and then consciously picked up the bowls and chopsticks to eat. His tolerance for the child had the upper hand, and he could only bury his head in eating out of sight.

hateful!Sure enough, people with white hair and blue eyes are not good things!

After eating, Gojo Satoru put his hands together and narrowed his eyes happily: "Thank you for the hospitality~"

"Leave quickly after eating." Lan Tang said indifferently, "Otherwise I'll exchange your head for a bounty."

"Don't be like this, Lan Tang~" Gojo Satoru narrowed his crystal clear blue eyes: "I just happen to have the same hair color and eyes, venting anger is too tasteless, I will be sad~"

Lan Tang looked at him indifferently, his golden-green eyes were transparent: "You obviously don't like me, so don't act like you know me very well."

Lan Tang had an unconcealable disgust on his face: "I hate people like you the most."

He hates gray hair, blue eyes, and this kind of frivolous attitude that makes people think they know him well, but in the end it's just his own sentimentality!

Gojo Satoru blinked: "Lantang..."

He leaned forward, half of his face was covered by the shadows, his eyes showed obscurity beyond his age: "You don't think I'm someone else again, do you?"

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were as cold as ice.

"You think too much," Lan Tang frowned, "You two are too different."

Although he only had a little illusory impression, he also remembered that the person who betrayed him should be stable and mature; his personality was very different from Wujo Satoru in front of him.

However, Gojo Satoru completely missed the point: "Oh?! Didn't you lose your memory, Lan Tang?"

Lan Tang:? ? ?

Lan Tang:! ! !

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He was sure he hadn't told the person in front of him about the amnesia, how did he know? !

"Ah, it seems that I guessed it right." Wujo Wu's eyes showed a wicked smile: "Lantang, you really can't tell lies."

The white-haired boy pointed to his own eyes, one eye was closed, and the other eye shone proudly in the sun: "The floating and empty feeling of amnesia on your body has nowhere to hide under the 'six eyes'! "

In fact, he wasn't too sure, after all, he had never seen anyone else with amnesia, so it was a scam.

Lan Tang was stunned, Wujo Wu looked at him slyly, and proudly asked: "I want to eat dessert, come and bribe me~"

After the words fell, Lan Tang did not explode as he thought. The little child looked at him calmly, with curly black hair and golden-green eyes like the purest opal, revealing a peace that made his hair stand on end.

Lan Tang opened his mouth softly, his baby-fat face was full of disobedience and indifference.

"Five Enlightenment,"

"You are threatening me."

Cold sweat fell from his forehead, Gojo Satoru heard Lantang ask him in a gentle tone: "Why, do you think I won't kill you?"