Color painting collection and a certain strongest

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

Who do you want to kill?

Of course they all want to kill them!

But can they say so?

No!

Because all fools know that this is a proposition!

Choose Gojo Satoru?

Ye Molantang grew up with Wutiao Wuzhuma Zhuma!Does that mean you want to destroy it all?

Choose Xia Youjie?

After all, we've only known each other for a year, so it shouldn't be taken to heart... right?

Everyone stared at the ground without moving, only the sound of people struggling in the thick blood water splashing in their ears.

The fool who was patting the water just thought Ye Molantang wouldn't care about Xia Youjie, so he thought he was smart and said Xia Youjie's name, but in the end he was dragged out by the subspace and pressed in the blood to kill chickens and monkeys!

Advocating interests above all else, they are simply puzzled by their selfishness.

It is understandable for Ye Molantang to take care of Wujo Wu. After all, they grew up together. Attil may also set a "bondage" with Ye Molantang to protect Wujo Wu before his death, but why is Xia Youjie?

Yes, Rotten Oranges still insist that Lan Tang is Attil's son.

The reason why he was able to have such a powerful power at this age was because Attil suddenly found out that his son was not dead, and he became a close friend with his adopted son, so before he died, he was relieved to give his strength to his son and passed away with peace of mind.

As for Ye Molantang, it is Attil?

So based on the time, wouldn't Ye Molantang be a special class at the age of four or five?

This is impossible!

..........

As the sun was setting, a person slowly walked out of the wall with a big hole.

His raven-black long hair hangs down to his waist, with well-manicured waves at the end of his hair, and his repulsive temperament and melancholic and delicate appearance look like a romantic poet walking on the banks of the Seine in the warm sunset.

His figure was slender and refined under his coat, and he looked as harmless as possible.

If you ignore the strong bloody smell lingering on his body.

Leaving the frightened rotten oranges behind, and the skeletons of the two masterminds whose flesh was sliced ​​until only the head and flesh remained, Lan Tang wrapped his coat tightly around his body and glanced at the position of the sun.

"It's a bit late... Forget it, let's go to transfer students after Atobe and the others go back to school."

Although Ling Chi's deterrence is sufficient, it still takes too much time. Going back to enlightenment so late will definitely cause trouble.

It's too late to go back and make dessert now.

"Stop by Sweet to buy a limited-edition strawberry tart."

The sound of footsteps gradually receded, and there was a dead silence in the room. Looking at the two colleagues soaked in the pool of blood in front of them, the old man felt the coldness rushing straight to the sky, and then turned to the anger of being trampled on the face.

His face was flushed, the mask of kindness peeled off, and his face was full of ferocity: "Presumptuous! Extremely presumptuous! This devil! Monster! This little...cough cough cough!!!"

The old man looked like a chicken being strangled by the neck, his eyes were bulging, and he looked in horror at the dark figure that suddenly appeared in front of the hole in the wall.

The other people who wanted to join in just now were even more silent and short, wishing they could hide in the dirty blood and not be noticed.

That devil actually killed the carbine again!

Devil Lantang was not interested in hearing the barking of the defeated dog, but said in a cold voice: "Remember, there are only three things."

Ten years ago it was the finger of Su Nuo, and ten years later it was the 'star plasma body'.

Annoying mice.

If there is a next time......

Lan Tang lowered his eyelids tiredly: "There is no next time."

Just kill them.

.........

When Lan Tang had just followed the vines to find the hiding place of the high-level conjurers, eliminated all the guards in the background, and blasted a big hole in the wall covered with protective talisman papers, on the other side.

Tokyo Conjuration High School, playground.

Gojo Satoru threw away the teeny head he had been playing with for a while: "Yoxi! It's decided! In order to celebrate Lantang's enrollment and also survive within a few days, let's have a party!"

The curse spirit was in a hurry and immediately wanted to escape from this human being who was playing with him, but Xia Youjie subconsciously waved his hand to disperse him. At the same time, everyone on the playground also realized that Gojo Satoru suddenly came up with a wonderful idea.

Riko Tennouchi was the first to growl: "What do you mean by the way! I'm going to be angry, Gojo!"

Misato Kuroi agreed: "Indeed, but it's really something to celebrate that Missy is fine."

Jia Ruozi thought for a while: "I will also participate, it is indeed something worth celebrating."

"Right, right, Lantang is coming to curse high~" Gojo Wu turned his head to look at Xia Youjie: "Jie, you should join in too."

For some reason, Xia Youjie, who had been silent for a while, paused.

In the end, without spoiling the atmosphere, he smiled as usual, his eyes narrowed so that no emotion could be seen in it.

Xia Youjie smiled, his long and narrow eyes curved into slits: "Okay, I will also participate."

"That's unanimous approval!" Gojo Wu's eyes under the sunglasses were full of pride: "As expected of me, I came up with such a genius idea."

"Ah, it's the three seniors!" A lively and cheerful voice sounded, and the big boy with short hair showed curious dog eyes, greeted him loudly from a distance, and stepped forward cheerfully: "Senior Xia You! What are you talking about?" What? What party?"

Hui Yuanxiong circled around Xia Youjie, his invisible tail almost wagging: "Is it a party to celebrate? Senior Xia You, Senior Xia You! Can we join too?"

"Oh, isn't this Huiyuan and Qihaihai~" Gojo Satoru happily waved to the blond junior who was walking slowly: "Qihai~ Do you want to join Lao Tzu's great plan?"

Jianren Qihai's face was calm: "Please don't block the way, I have to return the magic tool to the school warehouse."

"It's not important~ Let's go shopping together to celebrate~"

"With all due respect, students in school cannot leave school at will without assignments."

"So old-fashioned, Nana Ming~"

"My name is Qihai Jianren, please don't call me that."

"Okay, Nana Ming~"

The blond boy in "Well" had blue veins popping up on his forehead.

All in all, all in all.

That's why a group of people showed up at the dessert shop.

How could he not be dragged to a dessert shop when he took Wujo Wu to the street?

Yes, Qihai Jianren's weak stop was useless at all, they still left the school in violation of the rules.

Pulling the reluctant Qihai Jianren.

"So, why did the seniors come here?"

In Sweet, a famous dessert shop in Tokyo with dreamy color schemes, under the sight of girls in cute and fashionable clothes all over the store, Nanami, the only reliable one, asked blankly: "Didn't you say you want to buy ingredients and charcoal for barbecue?"

In a store full of brightly dressed girls, except for Riko Tenuchi, including Misato Kuroi who was wearing a black maid outfit, the group of people all dressed in black college uniforms were extremely conspicuous.

As long as you look at it, you can't move your eyes away. The few people firmly attracted the girls' attention.

Because apart from Gojo Satoru in this group who is a super pool noodle, the other boys are also handsome with their own styles, gentle and elegant Xia Youjie, elite and reliable Qi Haihai, lively dog ​​Hui Yuanxiong, who is hard to meet on weekdays Handsome guys gather together.

It is simply a visual feast!

The waitress standing at the table waiting for their order blushed and looked around, not knowing where to put her eyes.

"Don't be so serious, haven't you bought all the ingredients and charcoal?

This strawberry tart is only sold this season, and it is limited! Gojo Satoru flipped through the menu carelessly, his sunglasses slipped down to reveal clear blue eyes.

Most of the girls in the store were secretly eyeing him.

Gojo Satoru, who was used to being the focus of attention, didn't feel any discomfort at all, and even moved the long legs that had been wronged under the table to the aisle, and raised his legs carelessly.

Xia Youjie condemned in agreement: "Wu, you really shouldn't do this, I want a salted egg yolk crisp."

Jianren Qihai condemned the bad senior who was the first to order with his eyes expressionless.

"After all, I didn't eat at noon. Before eating the greasy barbecue, it's better to eat something to pad your stomach." The senior smiled at Hui Yuanxiong: "Hai Yuan, do you have anything you want to eat?"

"Senior is right!" Hui Yuanxiong was dragged into the water without any resistance: "Then, I also want the same salted egg yolk cake as senior!" Jianren Qihai looked at his partner with a blank expression. He demolished.

"What is the salty dessert?" Gojo Satoru curled his lips and pointed to the menu: "In this case, I want three limited strawberry tarts. Jie and Huiyuan's share is mine, and this, this and this No, get one of the others!"

The waiter stopped the record pen in a daze, and everyone else was surprised.

Jia Ruozi: "I want an oatmeal fruit biscuit."

Riko Amouchi, who has already formed a girls' friendship with Yairi Nishiko: "Hey? The strawberry tart in this store is said to be super delicious. Why don't you have a piece of it?"

"I don't want it anymore. There will be a barbecue party when I go back. My heat will explode today."

"That's right, Kuroi~ What do you want?"

Jianren Qihai watched the girls huddled together to read the menu with a blank expression.

Jianren Qihai rejected the menu handed over by the waiter with no expression on his face: "Please bring me a cup of black coffee, thank you."

However, when Jianren Qihai was emptying himself with black coffee, the conversation on the table continued.

"Wu, you ordered too much, the table won't fit."

"It's okay, Jie, you can pick it up and eat."

"...I didn't mean that, Satoru, do you want to fight?"

"The salted egg yolk pastry recommended by seniors is really delicious!"

"Wow! Wutiao! Our desserts are about to be squeezed out by yours!"

"You guys are so stupid, if you pick it up and eat it, it won't fall."

Jianren Qihai, who was drinking coffee, had no expression on his face: Ah, everyone is welcome, let's quickly end this stupid manga.

Perhaps God heard the humble prayers of future social animals.

"Enlightenment?" An unfamiliar voice sounded behind him, Qihai Jianren turned his head and saw a black long-haired young man wearing an out-of-season windbreaker standing in the aisle, his golden-green eyes looked at them with a little surprise table.

At the same time, in the school.

Following the light cast by the setting sun, Noctua looked around on the right path, and found that the few bastards who were supposed to stay at school after completing the task were all gone.

Night Moth said rightly: "..."

Night Moth Zhengdao went to the principal's office while seriously thinking about how to punish them when he came back.

Indoors, the old headmaster who was about to retire looked at his successor with a smile. Thinking of the news he had just received, he patted his burly shoulder with satisfaction: "Noctua, you have a good son!"

Now he doesn't have to worry about that old guy from the Kyoto school relying on the power of the conservatives to make trouble for their students from the Tokyo school.

Unexpectedly, the first sentence of the old headmaster was this night moth Zhengdao: "...?"

The author has something to say: Wei Lan Tang Wei

Now Gojo Satoru is still happy that Lantang can go to school with him, and when he grows up, he will gradually regret it, and regret it more and more.

Stupid writers shouldn't want full attendance, and six thousand words a day will be drained.

Tears.

感谢在2021-02-0923:55:41~2021-02-1016:12:09期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of soft pillow between clouds; 5 bottles of winter solstice fireworks; 446307462 bottles of meow star people; 1 bottle of melon-eating small transparent;

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