Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei’s Growth Life Simulator

boom--!

The ground suddenly shattered, and Shi Xingming took the lead and used Liuliuwu's large-scale attack to smash all the giant nets!

Sonorous!

Sonorous!

Qiang Tu and Yiyong, who were red-eyed, subverted the softness of water breathing and burned out all their anger.

The blade of the sword, with its piercing cold light, shattered the layers of intertwined turtle shells from two directions in an instant.

But there is still a long way to go to completely cut off the hand ghost's head.

And the resurrected arms were already ready to move, reaching towards the necks of the two people from all directions, murderous intent suddenly appeared.

"do you know?"

Suddenly, a vague murmur sounded in the hand ghost's ear.

How can it be! When did it appear there?

It moved its eyes incredibly, looking up at the shadow in the black.

"The reason why the turtle dies is not just because it always sticks its head out, but also because its shell is not without gaps."

The wind rustled the treetops, and the clouds shone brightly, and the lowered eyes glowed with a golden light that could see through the flesh.

Mingfei gently let go of the handle of the knife, then turned the silver blade and gently sliced ​​through the air.

A sting!

The squirming arms between heaven and earth suddenly stopped!

Stepping on the blade in the moonlight, the blade penetrated hard from the evil ghost's head!

"Qiang Rabbit, righteous and brave," Shi Tingfei stood on the hilt of the knife, with his golden eyes lowered, and said in a deep voice,

The place where he stabbed was enough to give the two of them a chance to kill the evil ghost with their own hands.

"Again."

Buzz—!

The frequent and costly battles had already drained the two of them of their strength, which they had not rested and recovered for five days in a row.

But the anger and the imminent dawn of victory ignited their minds.

Accompanied by the words "do it again", the sound of the two people's breathing was squeezing out the last bit of strength!

boom!

They kicked the arms in the air hard and suddenly took advantage of them.

Keng——! Cang——!

The water blade split in two completely opposite directions, and with a sour squeaking sound, it penetrated layer by layer!

The sword light advances inch by inch under the moonlight!

Until the two of them roared: "Ahhhhh!"

The power that finally rose cut through everything!

The two horizontal blades suddenly collided with the one in the middle!

Accompanied by micro star flowers!

Under the gaze of all the supporters called by the fleeing girl.

Witnessed by the moonlight and running water, amid the rustling of the treetops.

The anger of the inheritor of the Breath of Water shattered the curse that was still hanging over Mount Sawu!

tread!

Shi Tingfei fell to the ground and lowered his eyes, looking at the broken blade in his hand.

The angry blows of the two men just now finally landed on the fragile waist of the knife in his hand.

It's like, the knife is buried with the soul!

"Thank you, junior brothers!"

The two people, who were exhausted and leaning on Shi Shengfei's shoulders, saw densely packed fox faces in the hazy state, and then fell asleep from exhaustion in the gentle sound like a lullaby.

"Can I ask you two a favor?"

Shi Tingfei turned around and looked at the dense crowd of supporters.

Many of them were people he had rescued.

"Help me take care of these two sleeping idiots next to me."

"Then, do you want to come with me?"

The huge body of the hand ghost suddenly dispersed.

The golden smoke was sometimes transparent and flying under the moonlight, sending his last words to everyone's ears along with the breeze.

"Butcher a mountain?"

"Ah——! Let me go!"

"Let me go!"

The next few days, both night and day.

In the sky above the vine-covered mountain, horrific screams could be heard from time to time.

It can be said that those who hear it cry and those who see it are hurt.

The crescent moon of the seventh night falls asleep, and the light that symbolizes the end envelopes the earth.

Ubuyashiki Yōya looked gently at the reopened entrance to the assessment—which was also the exit that symbolized successful passage.

Some preparatory members of the Demon Slayer Corps have never encountered Tokihiro Fei, and just hide and escape on their own.

They stepped out of the jungle in twos and threes with tired expressions. As soon as they came out, many of them had weak legs and fell to the ground.

ah! dying!

Forget about the members of the Demon Slayer Squad who go to the front line. They think they are more suitable to stay in the "hidden" auxiliary department.

These seven days and nights of fear and flight had completely destroyed their bodies and physical strength, and completely destroyed their will to fight the ghosts.

Upon seeing this, Ubuya Shiki Yaoya nodded slightly. The man who was waiting next to him dropped his head and said nothing, and went up with herbs to take care of the unconscious member - who was probably a recent colleague.

"Report, Lord, 32 people have cleared customs so far." After Yin's team leader counted them in detail, he reported to Utsuya Shiki Yaoya.

"I understand, take care of these children." Yoya Shiki ordered softly, his eyes fixed on the exit, flashing with worry.

According to the past,

The people who came out early in the morning were the largest group, accounting for basically one-third of all the people who cleared customs.

If calculated roughly in proportion, the number of customs clearance personnel this time is about a hundred. In terms of the total 400 reference personnel, it is already a very good ratio.

This also means that the people participating in the Demon Slayer Assessment this time are a very good group of swordsmen.

But what puzzles Uyashiki Yaoya is that the person who should pass the customs has not come out yet.

The sunlight is deflected and the sunshine is in the sky.

Sweat broke out on Uyashiki Yōya's forehead, blurring his already increasingly unclear vision.

no one! Until now, no one has come out again!

"My lord, your physical condition is not optimistic. Go and have a rest."

Ubuyashiki Yoshiya shook his head, rejected Yin's proposal, and stood stubbornly at the exit, quietly waiting for the return of the remaining personnel.

The midday sun slowly sets, turning from hot bright yellow to warm, light yellow.

But no one came out again.

Ubuyashiki Yōya's face turned pale!

It was because I was exhausted from standing all day.

It's also because there is no return.

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

Ubuyashiki whispered softly,

Everything in front of me was completely inconsistent with common sense.

But as the night gradually fell, he couldn't help but believe that there would be no return.

Then a sense of unreasonable fear rose in his heart.

What happened in the mountains?

Sudden,

The sound of rustling footsteps came from the gravel path not far away.

From far to near, there are dense figures.

Those assessors who were supposed to come early in the morning were actually a whole day late.

But there was no sign of exhaustion in their appearance.

Although their clothes were dusty and their faces looked a bit rough, their steps were brisk and confident, and the corners of their mouths when talking to each other were filled with ease and wantonness.

Those who return in the evening are victorious, because compared with the escapees in the early morning, their hands holding the swords and their upright backs reveal a touch of solemnity. They are the warriors who have truly experienced blood and fire.

When the victorious soldiers saw the people waiting at the bottom of the mountain, they fell silent and looked back at the top of the mountain row after row, with admiration in their eyes.

Qiantu and Yiyong, who were exhausted from killing every day and every night, were carried by girls and boys, following closely behind the large army, stepping out of the crowd of wisteria flowers.

"279!"

"280!"

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"312!" The person who counted the customs clearance personnel said, his mouth trembling a little.

He has never seen so many successful passers in an assessment.

Not to mention that it can be seen from their eyes that they are all real swordsmen who have killed ghosts!

Ubuya Shiki Yaoya suddenly understood. While feeling relieved, he looked into the depths of the forest with a dumbfounded look.

"So, it's you as expected, Mingfei."

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