Color painting collection and a certain strongest

Standing on the edge of the square, Riko Tennei forced a smile at them: "I won't go anymore, the time for my concubine to assimilate with Lord Tianyuan is coming soon."

Misato Kuroi was stunned, her eye circles gradually turned red, she tensed her expression, clenched the skirt of the black maid dress, and lowered her head deeply, the string tied with her hair trembled with the choked voice, she held back Holding back the tears in his eyes: "Riko, my lord..."

"Kuroi..." Tenuchi Riko tried hard not to wrinkle her face, but tears still came out of her eyes.

Ever since she was a child, everyone has been telling her that she is the astral body of Lord Tianyuan, that she is an existence that will assimilate with Lord Tianyuan in the future, and that it is the supreme honor to assimilate with Lord Tianyuan.

but.......

However, she still wants to see more scenery, she also wants to see various places and things with everyone,

She is real, she wants to stay longer with everyone! ! !

she........

Riko Tennai took a few steps forward, stretched out her hands, and hugged the family who had been taking care of her since her parents' accident. With her head against her neck, she said her heart loudly for the last time, with a tear in her voice : "Heijing is my favorite!"

Even if she assimilates with Tian Yuan and loses her own personality, she will...

"from now on......"

She cried, "It will be the same from now on! I like Kuroi the most!"

Kuroi Misato clenched and loosened her hands, and finally couldn't hold back, hugged the girl she had been taking care of until she was a child, and tears rolled down her cheeks: "I also... like you the most!"

"Ah, I forgot to mention."

Xia Youjie, who was lying on the curse spirit, floated over: "Actually, sister Lizi, you are not an astral body."

"happy?"

"what?!!!!"

The tragic farewell scene froze for an instant.

Ready to be assimilated and wiped out of personality, Riko Tenuchi, who was wiping away tears, froze when she heard Xia Youjie's voice: "..."

Riko Tenuchi: "Huh?!!!"

Riko Tenuchi rolled her eyes in shock: "When did you know that?"

"I knew it from the beginning."

"Then why did you tell me now!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Xia Youjie narrowed his eyes, showing his trademark squinted smile, "It happened one after another, I couldn't remember it."

What the hell are you talking about! ! !

"You obviously forgot to say it before!!!"

Riko Tennai looked at him, the guy with a ball head and strange bangs was lying on the curse spirit and narrowed his eyes with a smile, and put his hands to his ears with difficulty, making a look of 'what are you talking about?I can't hear 'Like.

Riko Tennouchi almost went crazy: I'm not deaf!After playing in Okinawa for such a long time, you didn't realize that you thought I was a fool? !

This guy, and Gojo Satoru, absolutely!I was watching her joke!

absolute!

Tiannei Lizi was so angry that if Xia Youjie was not seriously injured and lying on the curse spirit, she would definitely beat him up: "Heijing! Look at him... Heijing? Heijing?!!"

Kuroi Misato stood there blankly, already happy and silly.

Lantang was holding Gojo Satoru, and he was only wearing a bathrobe. During the fight with Fuheshier, the already loose clothes became looser.

The collar was rubbed again by the fluffy head of the person in his arms, the neckline was wide open, revealing most of his white chest, the loose and messy material bordered the faintly visible lower abdomen, and the upper body of the snow-white bathrobe had slipped from the shoulders to the crook of the arms , her slender and straight legs are looming as she walks, and only a belt is precariously fixed on her waist.

Although Lan Tang is not shy about showing his body, firstly, there are ladies here, and Lan Tang's gentlemanly demeanor does not allow him to be so impolite, and secondly... under the vacuum state of the large bathrobe, his hair is still wet , Lan Tang, who was always afraid of the cold, was really, really cold!

The cold wind blew past, taking away the body temperature, Lan Tang pulled up the clothes that had been rubbed off, and hugged the hot source with a look of gloating before he fully woke up.

He turned his head to look at Jia Ruozi who also stopped to watch the fun.

Condemnation の sight.

Jia Ruozi, who wanted to watch the fun, stuck out his tongue, regretfully leading the way.

After taking it to Gojo Satoru's room in the dormitory building, Ichigo went back to arrange for Tennai Riko and the others.

Lan Tang put Wujo Wu on the bed, covered him with the quilt, and touched his unhealed forehead with his hand: "Sleep well, take a rest."

Gojo Satoru opened his eyes wide: "But I'm not sleepy...well..."

The azure blue eyes gradually closed, the snow-colored slender eyelashes trembled, and finally did not move.

After Wujo Wu fell asleep, Lan Tang dried his wet long wavy hair first, and changed into the shirt and trousers in the closet in the dormitory. Fortunately, Lan Tang's height was not much different from Wujo Wu, so he could just roll up his sleeves.

Then he opened the refrigerator in the room.

A sweet and cold aroma hit, and the built-in light turned on, and under the warm light, there were so many desserts that there was no space in the refrigerator.

Lan Tang calculated the desserts he made every day for Wujo Wu, and added the sugar from the desserts in the refrigerator that he could only eat that day.

Lan Tang: "......"

Lan Tang calmly closed the refrigerator: After entering the high school, I will live with Wu.

Instructing the tool man to buy ingredients, Lan Tang thought about it and decided to go out and make a phone call. I don't know if anyone in the tennis department noticed his sudden disappearance, but the trace department should know something and will suppress it.

Keigo Atobe's voice came from the phone: "Hello?"

Lan Tang leaned against the wall of the corridor outside the door: "Hello, Atobe."

"Noctua?" Atobe Keigo glanced at the phone screen: "Senior Wutiao is here? How do you use his phone?"

"I went to his place, sorry, I left in the middle of the group activity."

"It's okay." Keigo Atobe vaguely realized something, and didn't ask why Lantang suddenly ran to Gojo Satoru, but just asked: "My uncle and others will stay in the hot spring hotel for two days, are you still here?" ?"

"No, I'll let someone pick up the luggage." Lan Tang thought for a while, and said to the Atobu, who became the president of the student union just after entering the school, Jing Wu: "I'm going to transfer, please help me approve it when I go back to school." Apply now."

"Ah?" Keigo Atobe raised his eyebrows, and tentatively joked, "Are you going to the school that Gojo-senpai went to? Are you worried?"

"Yes."

Atobe Jingwu's eyes flashed across: "I know, I know, go to the school to get the student status materials in three days."

"Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Lan Tang looked towards the corner of the corridor:

"Jay?"

There was silence in the corridor. A few seconds later, Xia Youjie, who was half lying on the floating spell spirit, floated over from the corner.

"Didn't Lantang not want to be a magician...why did you transfer here?"

After subconsciously asking, Xia Youjie raised his head and looked at the person who has been taking care of him gently since he met him, and taught him physical skills all the time. A flash of deep purple and nearly black eyes flashed, and layers of guilt in his heart Spread up: "Is it because of us, sorry."

"I was too careless, causing Wu to be seriously injured, and I have to Lan Tang to clean up the mess."

The young man with the ball head bowed his head in shame, his drooping bangs seemed a bit decadent for some reason, and his slender eyebrows drooped like a little fox.

Lan Tang was so cute that he touched his head.

Xia Youjie was full of shame: Is it because they are too weak that Lan Tang exposed his identity and had to do the magic work that he hates?

The churning thoughts in his heart were interrupted by the touch on his head, Xia Youjie looked up and saw the soft eyes in Lan Tang's golden green eyes.

"Don't think too much, Jay, you're not wrong,

I will become a magician sooner or later, this is just an opportunity. "

Lan Tang looked gently at the little boy he had raised for a year, and felt that the year's hard work was not in vain. He knew this child well, and knew that he believed in 'the strong should protect the weak, and the magician should protect the non-magician. 'The thesis.

When Xia Youjie spoke, Lantang decided that if Xia Youjie told himself some theories that he should enter the magic world to protect the weak, he would definitely beat Xia Youjie to three quarters of death.

Although this kind of idea of ​​taking everything on himself is not very good, it is worth clearing the water in his mind the next time he instructs physical skills.

"But you are not a magician." Xia Youjie, who was half lying on the spell, turned his head away from Lan Tang's hand rubbing his hair, and said dryly, "Lan Tang, you like to watch Fashion Week, I like ordinary love, I like to cook, I like to study dishes; although I am very indifferent to other people, but... I am very gentle to us."

Xia Youjie turned his head to look at Lan Tang, who was slightly stunned, and what was reflected in his long and narrow eyes was neither the terrifying physique master nor Attil, a super magician.

In the small black and purple eyes, there is a tall boy in an ill-fitting white shirt, full of melancholy and romantic atmosphere like a poet.

Lan Tang likes a life without blood and violence, full of flowers and poetry, he should live a peaceful life, go to a riverside cafe on a misty morning, and slowly write fourteen lines in cursive script poetry.

There should be no such thing as a curse in such a wonderful world.

The reason why he became a conjurer, and the reason why he endured and swallowed disgusting curse spirits time and time again, was to protect them.

Xia Youjie said guiltily, "I'm too weak to let a non-conjurer solve the conjurer's problem. I'm sorry."

Lan Fei Conjurer Tang: "..." How did such gentle words come out in such a mocking tone?

Lan Tang felt that he could get the water out of Xia Youjie's mind now.

"Sleep well and recuperate, don't think too much," Lan Tang showed a murderous smile: "If you think you are weak, I will come and teach you physical skills after you become a student of the same level."

Xia Youjie wanted to say, "Shouldn't you, Lan Tang, be transferred to the first grade?", but his sudden desire to survive made him swallow the words.

.........

In the black market, an astonishing piece of news was quickly circulated along with a photo, and soon reached the upper echelons of the magic world.

In the dark room, there are only a few candles for lighting.

Dim lights illuminate the photographs on each table.

In the photo is a stern black long-haired boy with a pair of golden-green eyes standing in the middle of the ruins with a stern gaze. A golden translucent cube is suspended on his right hand.

The author has something to say: Xia Youjie in Lantang's eyes: a good boy who is careful, gentle, but unbeatable.

The stupid author is here to thank the gold master fathers for their land mines~

This kind of gentle emotional line almost squeezed out the brain of the stupid author. Today, my mother stared at the stupid author and I took online classes in the afternoon, but luckily left after a while, otherwise the stupid author would not be able to code quietly.

.感谢在2021-02-0620:36:25~2021-02-0721:28:37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: Xiao Mo 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 2 bottles for the cats;

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