I was reincarnated as the strongest brother on the surface

Tong Mo stared blankly at Ye Mo Zhengdao rushing towards him, pushed Yamada Kosuke away heavily, tremblingly wanted to help him, and said in a daze, "Teacher Ye Moth, why...you turned red?"

Ye Mozheng's cheeks trembled violently: "Tong Mo, don't talk, you're bleeding—"

Yamada Kosuke fell down on the chair in panic, his voice was broken and out of tune: "What's wrong with him? I didn't do it! I didn't do it!"

I'm bleeding?But I don't hurt...

Tong Mo wanted to say this, but his head was dizzy. He supported the table with one hand, raised his head with difficulty, and saw himself reflected in Ye Mozhengdao's pupils——

Bright red blood was pouring out from the ears, nose, mouth, and eyes, dyeing him into a red blood man, Tong Mo was bewildered and smelled the aroma of his own blood.

"I'm fine. Teacher Ye Moth..." Tong Mo murmured.

Ye Mozheng interrupted him: "Are you all right now? I'll go find Nitro—"

"Night Moth, it's Enlightenment..." Tong Mo got rid of his feeling as if his soul had come out of his body, and only then felt the tearing pain in his head. He regained some of his strength and grabbed hold of it tightly. Night Moth Zhengdao's sleeves, "Wu has something wrong, and Jie, they...I have to go find them..."

"Noctua, you go find Nitro!"

"That bastard Tianyuan! He definitely did it on purpose—" The young man's face was ferocious, like an evil ghost who wanted to devour people, blood was still pouring out of his mouth, but he simply pushed the night moth away with his hands, and pulled his legs about to leave.

Noctua Masamori called Glass and asked her to set off immediately to join Tong Mo. When Tong Mo came back to his senses, there was only a back of Tong Mo left. Noctua Zhengdao coldly glanced at Kosuke Yamada, who was slumped on the chair, and chased after him. People are out.

When I went out, I met He Yu with a flustered face: "Mr. Ye Moth! What's wrong with Tong Mo!"

This fierce-looking teacher who looks like a big brother sighed with a headache, "Mr. He Yu, listen, you go to the room to take care of Mr. Yamada now, please trouble you, can you? Aware that something may have happened to them, I have to go find them !Thanks for your hard work!"

He Yu: "Okay, okay!"

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Centering on Tongmo's own location, the temperature within the barrier of the high school continued to drop. Frost even slowly condensed on the leaves of the street trees. The boy with colorful eyes quickly shuttled between the buildings. Scattered all over the place.

"Enlightened—"

That immortal Tianyuan!Deliberately pass him away at this time, pull him to say something, what fate, what variables——

Tong Mo gritted his teeth in hatred.

Not far away from them, two figures fell quietly on the ground, a ball head scattered, and a sunglasses flew to the side. Both high school students closed their eyes tightly, and a large area spread out on the face and under the body. blood.

A big hole was pierced in Xia Youjie's chest, and Gojo Wu's neck and forehead were each pierced with a sharp weapon.

Tong Mo almost fell with his left foot on his right foot, and felt that his legs were a little weak, as if he couldn't walk.

It shouldn't.

What Noctua Zhengdao said in class suddenly popped into Tong Mo's mind.

"The life of a conjurer is a marathon, and the end of the road is a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood."

Night Moth Zhengdao also said that as a conjurer, one must be prepared to lose one's life at any time, or to accept one's companion's loss of one's life.

don't want……

No……

What kind of bullshit awareness?

"What are you doing? Jie, I can't even recognize you if you take off your meatball head. And Wu... Isn't the sunglasses your body... Get up quickly, you two bastards... Change back to my familiar appearance... ..."

Tong Mo held his breath and carefully checked the breathing of the two, his voice trembling, "I always say that I am the strongest, why are you still lying here, you two bastards!"

A thin but warm breath hit his fingers.

still alive... still alive...

The rushing energy suddenly relaxed, Tong Mo panted heavily, turned his back to control the tears that were almost pouring out, and used ice to gently freeze Xia Youjie's wound, waiting for him to treat Wujou's wound Only then did he realize that the flesh and blood on his forehead and neck were slowly squirming, and seemed to have a tendency to heal.

Tong Mo's hands were shaking irregularly.

The two hands clapped hard, and Tong Mo suppressed the trembling.

After hesitating for a while, Tong Mo didn't treat Wujo Wu's wounds in the same way, he guarded the two bodies until Jiarui Nizi and Ye Mozheng arrived in a hurry.

"It feels like a dream." Jia Ruozi muttered to himself.

She had never seen her three contemporaries in such a mess.

Xia Youjie and Wutiaowu fell unconscious on the ground, Tong Mo's face was covered with blood, and the bloodshot eyes proliferated.

Tong Mo said: "Glass, thank you for your hard work, I will go back as soon as I go."

Ye Mozheng looked at him disapprovingly: "Both Wu and Jie have suffered such severe injuries, Tong Mo, you—"

"Noctua, the only one who can help them kill them now is me. Now I can be said to be a little stronger than them. It doesn't matter. I won't die." The boy said.

Tong Mo left, Ye Mozheng did not dare to leave the house to be with Nitzi, not knowing what the attack was like.

Xia Youjie used the inversion technique on Xia Youjie, and the descendants did not wake up. Wutiao Wu, because of Tong Mo's instructions, only checked his physical condition, and said in surprise: "Night Moth, Wu Tiao seems to be ...Awakening to reverse the spell?"

……

Tong Mo quickly caught up with the figure of the man, who was swinging a strangely shaped dagger, leaning against a tree, seeing him coming, his eyes lit up.

This has not left the enchantment range of the high school.

Tong Mo said gloomyly: "Are you waiting for me? Garbage."

The man whistled, straightened his body, full of fighting spirit: "Forget it, I don't know if it's you I'm waiting for."

"The moment I killed Six Eyes, I felt like I was locked in by something." Fuheshier shrugged, "Then the temperature dropped to this level, it's really cold——"

The man shivered decently.

Not a trace of magic power could be found.

This is what Tian Yuan said... another variable?At the cost of 0 mana, obtain a body that can be called the pinnacle of the world.

Heaven and the curse--

"Chanyuan Shier." The young man showed a cold and terrifying smile, "Should die."

Tong Mo didn't say that Liuyan was still alive, the mantra covering Hongmu's body was slowly withdrawn, and the mantra on his body surged, Tong Mo could only pray that Hongmu's own mantra could last for a while longer.

The man's smile also slowly enlarged: "Tsk, I told you not to associate me with that kind of rubbish from the Buddhist monastery. You've offended me, brat."

Tong Mo said coldly: "Just right."

"Let's fight to the death... today no, yes, you, die, just, yes, I, live—"

"It's so arrogant!" Fu Heisher avoided the ice spikes that suddenly jumped out from the ground, kicked his feet hard, approached Tong Mo, pulled away his blocking arm with one hand, and hit him hard with the other arm!

"boom--"

Blood ghost art - snow in the dry garden -

Crystal-clear shattered ice floated around the boy, and they quickly shattered into pieces of ice crystals after blocking Fu Heisher's blow. Taking advantage of the moment Fu Heisher was blocked, Tong Mo pulled back and retreated !

One of Tong Mo's arms hangs down limply. It is a fracture after being twisted vigorously by Fu Heisher. The boy stretched his palm expressionlessly, and the blood in his body is rushing to repair the damage.

Seeing Tong Mo's injury that healed in no time, Fu Heisher raised his eyebrows: "Reversal technique?"

"None of your business." Tong Mohan said in a voice.

……

Tong Mo took a deep breath, and stared at the man who didn't seem to have changed much. His blood ghost technique, which is omnipotent and few conjurers can resist, was deflated here, and it could only cause very shallow wounds on the man. Instead, he is constantly hurting himself.

Fortunately, after the absolute closure is no longer maintained, the recovery of mana power can keep up with the consumption.

He is strong.But it's no wonder that not just anyone can seriously injure the six-eyed and mantra-spiritual practitioners in the magic world.

This man... can no longer continue to fight him in close quarters.

Blood ghost technique - lotus leaf ice -

"Blood ghost technique—frozen cloud—loose lotus—"

The methamphetamine part of the blood leaked out quietly, and Fuheshier didn't notice anything in this biting temperature.

No idea of ​​fighting openly and aboveboard, Tong Mo only thought about how to kill this man simply and effectively.

Fu Heisher dodged the spinning ice lotus petals with ease, and when he saw the boy opposite, he clicked his tongue in displeasure.

Suddenly, Fu Heisher said: "Why are you so angry? You can lock me in an instant, and you cast a spell in Liuyan's body? He is very important to you? Lover?"

Tong Mo's expression went blank for a moment.

Then there was fury: "You! Him! Mom! For me! Die!"

Blood Ghost Art - Man Lianhua - Xuandong Icicles!

Fu Heisher was entangled by the flying ice vines for a moment, and his scalp exploded suddenly, as if sensing the danger of death, he twisted his body with all his strength to avoid his head, but his body was still tightly bound by the vines.

There was a puff, the sound of icicles brushing past his ears, and at the last moment, Fu Heisher smashed the vines and deviated from his body, only a layer of skin was scraped off.

Even so, the pain still made Fu Heisher squint his eyes, and his hungry wolf-like eyes were burning with fierce fighting intent!

Fu Heisher kept on stepping, and stepped forward again, tensing his toes, his muscular thighs swept towards the thin boy!

"Cough, tsk——" Tong Mo was kicked out by the man almost without any resistance, and the soles of his shoes rubbed two long marks on the green brick road until his back touched the wall, and his throat was full of fishy sweetness.

The boy coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and wiped it away as if nothing had happened.

He was already covered in blood, with an unknown and weird aroma, but at this moment, the aroma is just stronger.

Fu Heisher's eyes were strange, and he praised: "Well, your blood is quite fragrant."

Tong Mo: "..."

Didn't feel happy.

This man's reaction speed is too fast, and his defense is amazingly strong.

He has absolutely no chance of winning in melee combat... and after so long, the man's physical strength has only dropped a little from the beginning.

When will the ice slag sucked in by him take effect?

He breathed a sigh of relief: "How many of them can you escape... What about these?"

A dense array of sharp, cold-glowing icicles appeared in the sky, rushing towards the man on the ground with unrivaled momentum and speed!

"Crack-boom!"

Fragmented ice splashed, and ice fog filled the air.

Will it work...do people die?

There was a strong smell of blood coming from the collapsed icicles, Tong Momian hesitated, just as he took a step with his toes, the collapsed icicles suddenly moved!

A figure of a man leaped out from the cover of the shattered ice, and rushed towards Tong Mo at an extremely fast speed. The man covered in blood holes was holding the weird dagger that appeared at the beginning, and he was smiling excitedly!

This is not dead!

That dagger—

danger, danger—

The hairs all over his body exploded, and Tong Mo instantly used all his magic power to defend against attacks, and covered him with protection in the withered garden and falling snow.

"boom--"

The dagger stayed firmly within a finger's distance of his neck, and the air waves generated by the attacks from both sides swayed in all directions with smoke, dust and ice fog.

A drop of cold sweat dripped from the corner of Tong Mo's forehead, and his Adam's apple rolled.

The magic power he used for defense, and the shattered ice produced by the falling snow in the withered garden, looked like a piece of ordinary thin paper on the face of the weird dagger, and it would rot with a light poke.

The author has something to say: broken thoughts——

I saw Bao'er talking about the telepathy between the twins, but there is no such thing.

It was mentioned earlier that Liuyan couldn't see the blood relationship between Tong Mo and Wumaomao!

No!blood relation! (Key point) This is related to the plot in the long future, so I won't say more.

Aren't the last few chapters so fragmented?That's the hook I left for you goblins!

About the plot:

The power of Tong Mo's spell is empty, but he can withdraw it from the absolutely closed spell at any time.

So when he went to see Tian Yuan, he didn't take it back, and he didn't feel the threat.Uh huh, that's... (incoherent——)

About bugs:

That might be a bug.

One is because I am editing articles on my channel, but the chapters are placed in the draft box in advance.So there is a subtle difference between a document and a draft box hahaha.

One is that I... really didn't expect it.Woohoo, if there is a bug, please tell me in the comment area, I will try to get it back.thanks thanks!

In short, everyone discuss peacefully, discuss peacefully, loveandpeace!

感谢在2021-12-1421:19:05-2021-12-1612:29:33期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

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