Color painting collection and a certain strongest

The work of conjurers is always very busy, so students who are still in the high school of conjuration must also take on tasks. When receiving protection tasks, they must always follow the target's side. It will take a long time just on the road, but this is also the normal work of the magician.

On the day Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie brought Riko Tennei to the high school, all the classmates in the school happened to be on assignment.

Therefore, when Lantang and Fuhesher were fighting, there were only ordinary people who were not combatants in the school, and the staff who knew the inside story had long been accustomed to big noises and were well-trained. Hide in a safe place.

So when An Geji and Mingming came back, they looked at the mess on the stone square in front of the school gate almost in a daze.

Large and neat stone slabs cracked hideous cracks. Footprints and fist marks could be seen in the middle of the cracks. Some of them seemed to be thrown to the ground as weapons after being lifted by violence. Half of them were embedded in the soil. Half of it is exposed, and where a few stone slabs disappeared, the incision is as smooth as a mirror, forming a cube-shaped gap. The missing slate and soil seem to have disappeared directly into this world. There are also bugs crawling around.

The surrounding trees and torii gates were not spared, and most of them were broken, exposing the wooden structure inside.

The nunnery girl in a shrine maiden pinched her arm in astonishment.

"Ow!"

It hurts, it's not a hallucination.

What a ruin where a strong wind crosses the border and a natural disaster strikes.

There is an enchantment in the school, so there is no enemy attack. I don’t know there is a "heaven and curse", which leads to the transparent person Fuheshier who has no magic power and can freely enter and exit various enchantments. An Geji suddenly thought of the biggest one. possible.

"It's... Wutiao and Xiayou."

Whether it is strength or character, only these two people can do things that destroy the entire square at the school gate.

An Geji gloated: "Ms. Ye Moth came back from a business trip this afternoon to take over as the principal. They will definitely be reprimanded, hahaha!"

Mingming also looked at the ruins, and she even saw a few teeny-headed flying freely in the barrier.

Ming Ming couldn't help sighing: "Ah, this is really true."

"...The torii has been around for some years, and it should cost a lot of money to restore."

In other words, the juniors (especially Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie) wouldn't take the curse spirit back to school to play, right?

It shouldn't be.... right?

Thinking of this, Mingming saw the three of them playing with teeny heads on the playground on the way to return the magic tools with An Geji.

Out of gloating, An Geji greeted Gojo Wuxia Youjie for the first time: "We are back."

Jia Ruozi greeted politely: "Seniors have worked hard."

"Senior Mingming has worked hard to take care of Senior Diva."

"Hey! Summer oil!"

Gojo Wujo, with florets floating around, walked over casually: "Ah, it's Diva."

An Geji turned her head and said angrily: "Call me senior!"

However, Gojo Satoru had already walked aside with his teeny head: "Jie, look, this teeny head looks like a little angel with a bare butt!"

"Hey, it's really a bit like it." Xia Youjie took a closer look, with a strange expression on his face.

Hard, fist hard!

"Forget it, I don't care about you," An Geji decided not to be angry with herself, she changed the subject: "Five words, you actually got up so early?!"

Gojo Satoru's loud voice and iron fist of justice are her spiritual comfort when Gojo Satoru is late every day.

An Geji looked up at the sky deliberately: "The sun doesn't rise from the west either."

"Singer, you are so disgusting! You even know when I get up? Are you such an idiot?!"

"Die Gojo Satoru!!!" Amidst the hysterical roar, the incantation was poked with 'Infinity' in vain.

Wujo Gou yawned boredly: "If you are hit, you will become angry from embarrassment. Forget it, I will forgive you generously."

"Huh?!!!" An Geji was so angry that she turned her head to ask Jia Ruozi: "Why is this person so pissed off today? I'm ten times more annoying than usual!"

Jia Ruozi thought for a while: "Maybe it's because he's in a good mood. After all, Lan Tang went to transfer students in the morning, so soon..."

Now that Lan Tang has decided to become a conjurer, and will soon become their classmate, he will not hide it from his family, and openly told the two seniors that Lan Tang will transfer to study at Curse High. thing.

"...That is to say, Teacher Ye Moth's son will transfer to our Conjuration High School, and Wujo can eat and sleep with him, so it's a bit smug?!"

An Geji felt that something was wrong there, she looked at Nitro and asked in a low voice, "Gano, don't you really think that there is something wrong between Wutiao and the young boy he mentioned?"

This is simply father and son!

A small voice came from the side: "I have seen it for a long time, so is the senior sister trying to match them?"

matching?What matching? ? ?

"I wouldn't push a stranger into a fire pit! No, that's not what I meant..." An Geji retorted subconsciously, but found that her voice was wrong, and when she turned her head, she saw Xia Youjie's face.

"Wow!"

Just now, before the nitrate had answered, Xia Youjie came over with a smile and interjected, and answered the nunnery girl in a low voice like a thief.

An Geji was almost frightened and her heart stopped beating for a moment, she roared angrily: "Xiayou!!!"

You scumbag who eavesdrops on girls' whispers! ! !

Xia Youjie misfortune: "Wu, the diva seems to have something to say to you."

"what?"

"No! He made a mistake!!!"

Gojo Satoru, who was full of pink bubbles and didn't know it, suddenly thought about it: "Ah, I understand, diva, you want to confess to me, right?"

"......" Um Diva: "What are you daydreaming about?"

Gojo Wu: "Oh, I am so cute, Lan Tang even said that I am the cutest person he has ever seen."

Then he still left with the little flower Shi Shiran.

gone.

Ange Ji was dumbfounded.

An Geji chased after her and roared: "Is this your attitude towards a girl who likes you?! Bah! Vomit! I don't like you, you #%￥&%...&..."

An Geji, who was stamped to like Wujo, was so angry that she spit out a bunch of garbled characters.

Although she doesn't like Wujo at all, is this an attitude towards girls who like her?The crumbs of the world!Gojo Satoru is indeed the crumb of the world! ! !

"If you don't like it, you don't like it. Such a hysterical girl is so scary."

"Well, well, Diva, don't be angry, Wu just speaks more directly."

The nunnery girl who was splashed with dirty water out of thin air and beaten up: "You all use honorific words for me!!!"

An Geji who calmed down a little suddenly felt that something was wrong: "No! What do you mean Xia You?!!!"

...........

the other side.

The dim 'safe house' was violently destroyed, and the midday sun shone down, outlining a tall, long-haired figure.

"Who?! He dared to trespass the forbidden area, he should be sentenced to death!"

"Guard, where is the guard?! Are the protective spells and talismans invalid?"

Unlike those people who panicked like mice after being illuminated by the light, the old man who sat in the first place just paused and then spoke, his voice sounded kind and old: "Attil, the super-class conjurer, no, Mr. Night Moth."

The old man didn't seem to see the destroyed wall, and continued to greet in a kind voice as if nothing had happened: "Sit down, do you want some tea?"

The chairs and tables in the middle are for the people who are 'invited' over. The positions of the tables and chairs are very ingenious. The paper door in front of them can maximize the pressure on the people sitting on it, which is their usual technique.

The black-haired boy wearing an out-of-season overcoat glanced at the only set of tables and chairs in the middle of the room, raised his legs and stepped over the big hole, the light brown cloth brushed against his black boots, and sat down without saying a word.

Seeing that Ye Molantang was really sitting obediently on the chair in the middle, the old man who had taken the initiative to talk slowly showed a satisfied smile behind the paper door, turning his mind full of thoughts.

No matter how lucky the 'Six Eyes' is, the second 'Space Envoy' is still a child who has just gained power, and it is much easier to control than the previous one, Attil, who started to do it right away, as long as he takes the opportunity to set the 'restraint' ', the magic world will no longer have the power to disobey them.

I just don’t know that Ye Molantang got a bit of his father’s strength, hoping to inherit a little bit more and become the best knife for them...  

The old man's strategizing smile froze.

The golden subspace annihilated all the mysterious paper doors. The fingertips of the old people who had seen the ruins of the Hechuan family slaughtered by Attil felt cold. All the conjurers disappeared without a trace, and together with the underground darkroom, the incision was as smooth as a mirror, as if they had disappeared directly from the world.

"you!!!"

Lan Tang spoke the first sentence, his eyes were cold: "Shut up."

The old man wanted to say something, but the next moment, he lost the strength to speak in the horrifying scene in front of him.

The golden subspace opened, and there flowed out severed limbs, white bones, dead heads, and blood that seemed to flow endlessly. On the clothes soaked in it, there was a family emblem that was very handy for the familiar high-level people.

That was also the family responsible for this sniper plan against a certain genius.

The mice huddled in the shadow of safety have not been exposed to such a scene for a long time. The life that was just a string of simple numbers in the past has become their own power, and it becomes extraordinarily special when they are slapped in the face. Make their hearts ache.

The residual limbs were piled up in a pile high up to the ceiling, and the blood flowed through everyone's waist and abdomen in the semi-enclosed space. Only Lan Tang, who rose from the subspace under the tables and chairs, was not covered by blood. dyed red.

However, Lan Tang didn't stop. In their horrified sight, the cube seemed to appear from the void, dragging the two masterminds who wanted to escape directly to him.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"Stop! Stop! Do you know who this old man is!!!"

The rough dragging directly dislocated the wrists of the pampered two, and Lan Tang was disgusted from the bottom of his heart by the tearful old face. He turned his eyes away from the ugly and ferocious faces of these bedbugs, and their slender legs crossed over. Sitting on the chair, the golden subspace originating from the soul is more flexible than the limbs, and the imprisoned two masterminds were forced to press down their heads by the small cube again.

Soaked in fresh blood and unable to breathe, the two struggled desperately in front of their colleagues, but the oxygen in their lungs gradually decreased. After opening their mouths, large streams of blood poured into their mouths and choked into their lungs. Their limbs gradually became numb, and the coldness of death Climbing up the whole body along the spine......

Just as he was about to faint, a redeeming voice came from his ear:

"Now I ask, you answer."

Lan Tang ended the simple torture interrogation: "Where is Fuheshier?"

"Cough cough cough cough!! Huh, huh, huh......"

After being let go, the two masterminds coughed and breathed in the air greedily. Oxygen was like a life-saving medicine at this moment, and they didn't care about other things. Lan Tang's question.

"He, that man went abroad after selling the news on the black market."

Lan Tang let out a displeased 'tsk': "What's the matter with their 'star plasma' mission?"

Lan Tang with a melancholy and stern face bent down, his long black hair slipped and almost fell into the blood, Lan Tang pushed back the long hair that fell on his shoulders, straightened up, looked down at the person in the pool of blood with condescending eyes, The golden-green eyes carried a sharp killing intent.

"Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie, who do you want to kill?"

The author has something to say: Lan Tang is a cruel boy who will accidentally run over a city to death with a slip of his hand when fighting with other transcendents. If the little angels think Lan Tang is too cruel, I can only say, Lan Tang was not a kind person in the first place.

I thought it was a dinner with relatives today, but the stupid author concentrated on class until evening, but at around five o’clock, I asked my mother, the dinner was tomorrow, and I was so scared that the stupid author hurriedly typed. After all, it can’t be two days without updating.

感谢金主爸爸的票票和营养液~感谢在2021-02-0820:33:44~2021-02-0923:55:41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 mines: 2 Adventure Corners;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 28 bottles of Ling; 10 bottles of Adventure Corner; 6 bottles of Qiongdi; 1 bottle of Xuantian;

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