Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei’s Growth Life Simulator

Squeak~!

Lu Mingfei closed the door gently and then locked it.

He solved the apple in three strokes, thought for a while, then the bright light in the room disappeared with a click, and then leaned on the bedside boredly.

In an instant, only the moonlight and cool breeze were around.

The neighbors who went back slowly stopped their discussion, and soon the tired snores of uncle and aunt could be heard next door.

Ding--!

The coins of the World Tree flew in the air, and then landed gently on the fingertips.

"do not die!"

Lu Mingfei whispered solemnly, but no vision occurred.

He frowned slightly and thought deeply, then suddenly realized.

Under the faint moonlight, Lu Mingfei stared at the blurry figure in the coin and whispered again,

"do not die."

Boom!

The familiar sound of my heart jumping, accompanied by the rush of blood in my ears.

Heat and itching followed, and Lu Mingfei didn't need to take off the bandage or open up the world.

He knew that the wound on his hand had healed again at this moment.

Gululu~~!

The sound of thirst came from his stomach. Lu Mingfei subconsciously stroked his hungry belly and summed up his experimental experience.

"Is the activation condition for the ability visual?"

"The principle should be to extract the power of cells and speed up metabolism to achieve the purpose of healing."

"The upper limit of the healing ability is not yet clear. I don't know if it will be useful for everyone. It seems that if there is a chance, we have to continue to experiment."

"If it works for everyone, becoming a surgeon is a good way to go."

Lu Mingfei put his head in his hands and began to think wildly again.

"No, no, no! Let's forget it."

If an emergency patient with broken arms and legs walks out of his ward and grows limbs, there will probably be news that attracts the attention of the whole world the next day.

"Although I have been prepared for a long time,"

Lu Mingfei rubbed the coins and his voice became a little lower.

"However, life has gradually become different."

Fortunately, this time, it finally got over, and the only thing I needed to pay attention to was the bandage that would last for several months.

But what should he do if something more intense and something more unconcealable happens in the future?

Does he have to find a way to live out on his own or in a secret base or something, so that he can be more or less safe?

Thinking about it this way, I feel even more like a monster hiding in the crowd.

"Forget it, let's just hang out like this for now."

"Just be more careful in the future."

Lu Mingfei rolled his eyes and gave up the plan for the time being.

A minor who doesn't even have an ID card, he's not a pampered rich second generation, but his pockets are cleaner than his face.

Thinking about it this way, apart from living next to a rich woman and eating soft food every day, it is really difficult for him to thrive in the real world at his current age.

"Take your time," Lu Mingfei whispered softly, adjusting himself.

After all, if you think about it optimistically, in a sense, he is now far behind his peers and far ahead.

At least in a fight, ordinary people are definitely no match for him.

"Tsk, it's true," Lu Mingfei thought of this and smiled to himself.

"What kind of advantage is this? I can't use it at all."

Lu Mingfei shook it off, then stared closely at the reflection in the simulator.

He was very satisfied with his simulation this time.

From childhood to adulthood, I have tried my best!

A year of trials and a lot of harvest!

Slaughter mountains, slay ghosts, and fight!

Compared with the ordinary days in reality, this life as Shi Zhongfei can be described as magnificent!

What made him even more satisfied was the opening CG in front of him!

On the high mountain, there are more rabbits and fox faces.

That touch of warm pink is close to the touch of deep purple. They really like to be next to each other.

Just this little change was enough to make Lu Mingfei ecstatic.

Because this proves that everything he does is meaningful!

So,

Lu Mingfei's heart beat slowly,

What will the end of this period of life look like?

What will his departure bring?

The chest rose up bit by bit, like a hill, and then collapsed in an instant following the burning breath exhaled by Lu Mingfei,

call--!

"System! Watch CG: 'Everyone'!"

The sky is filled with pure white,

A touch of coldness fell from all directions, covering the courtyard with a thin layer of fine snow.

Waaaah! ! !

Loud cries exploded from inside the house,

"Don't cry, don't cry,"

In the warm room, Mrs. Shitou gently hugged the little baby, smiled softly and murmured,

"Mom is here, mom is here."

Listening to the gentle voice, the little girl's round eyes widened involuntarily, her soft little hands opened, and she gently grasped the fingers stretched out by her mother, feeling the warmth of winter.

"This little girl," Mr. Tokito said angrily, standing on one side with his chest in his arms, guarding the mother and daughter, "compared to his brother, she is much more noisy!"

"It still makes people worry-free."

The man said this, but the smile at the corner of his mouth was brighter than Bai Xue, telling the story of uncontrollable joy.

"You really do one thing in front of others and another behind others, and your attitude is erratic." Mrs. Shitou rolled her eyes and muttered angrily, "It turns out that you are too obedient and have no experience in raising children."

"After a while, he praised him for no reason."

Hum~!

Mr. Tokitou let out a soft groan,

"You don't understand this. I'm afraid that Mingfei will always be praised outside and it will easily float to the sky."

"It's not a good thing to be praised all the time. Don't be like a kite. One day it will fly away and disappear."

"As a father, I have to grab him from time to time and tie him down."

After finishing his arrogant words, Mr. Shitou raised his eyes and saw his wife's playful smile and the cunning glint in her eyes, and couldn't help but blush.

cough!

He pretended to cough a few times and pulled his neck.

"It's so cold in the room, it's so hot that my face turns red."

"And this guy Mingfei!" Mr. Shitou abruptly changed the subject.

"I promised to come back early, come back early! The whole family watched Narusawa make a sound together."

"That's good. It's been several days. Let alone people, I can't even see the shadow of the letter!"

"Wait until he comes back and see how I deal with him!"

"Come on, give me Narusawa and let me hug you."

Mr. Tokitou took his daughter and teased her with a smile.

"It's better to be a daughter. When she grows up, she will definitely stay with her parents. Don't you think so, Narusawa?"

Mrs. Tokito smiled and shook her head. She no longer cared about the insincere man over there, but lowered her eyes and picked at the black and white needlework.

My son looks the same every year, and his height keeps getting longer.

The scarf from last year was a bit short after all, so it would be best to get a longer one.

In the past few months, she had been preparing for the smooth birth of Narusawa Tokito, leaving all the scarf matters to Mrs. Butterfly.

Now that I'm free, it's time to finish the remaining work.

After all, this is the love a mother has for her child.

Buzz—!

Suddenly, Mrs. Shitou felt dizzy, and her needle movement slipped, pricking a little bright red on the palm of her hand.

"Well!"

"What's wrong?" Mr. Shitou had a sharp ear and came over when he heard the sound.

"It's okay, I just felt a little dizzy suddenly. It's probably because the room was too hot."

Mrs. Tokito shook her head and smiled, pointing to the closed door not far away.

"Open the door and let some air flow."

"Is your health okay?"

"It's okay, I just need to wrap her up tighter. But Narusawako, you have to hold her tight."

"Newborns can easily catch colds."

"Of course I know that." Mr. Tokito nodded and carefully took out two coats from the back room to add a layer of warmth to the mother and daughter.

A click!

The wooden door opened slightly, and tiny snowflakes and white light flooded in.

As the light goes away, the scenery outside slowly becomes clear.

The courtyard was not empty either.

Ichiro swung his sword hey and haha, exhaling white hot air.

Muichiro stood quietly under the snow-covered tree. He stared blankly at the rolling clouds in the sky, breathing regularly from his mouth and nose.

Stab! Stab!

Grandpa Shitou, wearing a thick coat, bent over, stretched out his somewhat red hand in the fine snow, and gently waved the file.

Sawdust is flying, spreading the subtle woody fragrance, hidden in the white snow.

Chanel stood quietly next to Grandpa Tokito, not saying a word, just watching gently.

From time to time, I would help my grandfather, who was attentive, to stretch out his clothes that were sliding down so as not to catch a cold.

Mrs. Tokito was helped out of the room and looked at the door from a distance, gathering away the white mist.

"I don't know when I can come back."

"Don't worry, he will be fine. When has he not returned safely in the past?" Mr. Shitou patted his wife's little hand with a high-pitched voice.

"Don't worry, that's the son we are most proud of!"

Rustling rustling——!

Rustling rustling——!

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from the distance,

Mr. Tokitou looked at it intently and smiled.

"Look, let me just say he's going to be fine."

But as the figure got closer and closer, Mr. Tokito's smile slowly stiffened on his face.

tread--!

Heavy footsteps landed at the door.

After several hesitations and lifting and putting down, they no longer dared to move forward.

Butterfly Kanae lowered her eyes and said nothing, pursed her lips tightly, and just subconsciously supported the cold weight behind her back.

Butterfly Ninja's eyes were red and he turned his head.

She didn't dare to look at the eyes that were gradually gathering around her.

The two people, who were exhausted from the journey, were extremely embarrassed and very weak.

The boy on Butterfly Kanae's back was motionless, quieter than anything else.

"Really!"

Mrs. Tokiru smiled.

She held her husband's hand tightly, her body trembling slightly,

"Mingfei! What's the matter with you? How old are you, and you still act like a child?"

"Get off Kanae's back quickly!"

The voice gradually became choked, and something caught my eye.

She moved gently step by step, crossing the courtyard, stepping on the ice and snow, half with fear and half with hope.

"If you want to act like a spoiled brat, just come into mom's arms!"

"It'll be fine if you come into mom's arms."

Kanae trembled her lips and raised her head, but did not dare to open her eyes. She just choked and apologized.

"Uncle, aunt,"

"sorry."

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault!"

Click!

The hand touching the cheek stopped in the air.

Ding!

The knife, frozen in the air, hit the ground hard.

despair!

The coins held in his hands were lightly imprinted in the snow.

boom!

The old body suddenly fell to the ground with a heavy thud!

"Hurry! Send the butterfly house to the butterfly house! Send the butterfly house to the butterfly house quickly!"

Mr. Tokito suppressed his grief and shouted orders.

But his own body was unable to move and was extremely stiff.

The quiet snowy day was completely turned into chaos because of the hot tears!

Wow ah ah ah! ! ! !

Tokito Narusawa, who was left in the house, suddenly burst into tears.

I don’t know if it’s because the wind and snow chilled my body.

The dead child flapped its wings feebly and landed silently in Ubuyashiki's mansion.

It came to the hall and spoke in a hoarse voice, clearly stating the message.

Yaoya's face was originally very indifferent and calm, but as he listened, it gradually became broken!

His expression finally turned into nothingness!

Ubuyashiki Yōya just froze in the snow.

After the dead child finished saying everything, he closed his mouth tightly and stood quietly aside.

Ubuya Shiki Yaoya's face lost all color in an instant.

The body that was barely strong at first suddenly hunched over!

"Yao Zai! Yao Zai!" Amanyashiki Amane was the first to come to his senses. He stepped in a panic and ran out of the house, trying to reach out to help the weak and swaying figure.

Ahem!

Ahem!

There was a violent coughing sound and a sudden explosion!

Ubuyashiki suddenly came to his senses and smiled an extremely bitter smile.

"What did you say?"

"You mean it's not him"

Boom——!

Suddenly, my heart was dizzy.

"Well!"

Uyashiki Yōya groaned and his eyes suddenly widened.

Then, with everyone's frightened expressions, he fell to the ground hard, with white snow flying.

puff!

Sadness comes from the heart, a mouthful of dark red blood splashes, soaked in pure white, looking at it from a distance, it is particularly dazzling!

"Yao Zai!"

"Hurry! Send Butterfly House to Butterfly House quickly! Send Butterfly House to Butterfly House quickly!!" Tianyin's anxious voice echoed in the air.

Hinayi and Rika ran out in a hurry, with tears streaming from the corners of their eyes, calling to the approaching guards.

The little Teriya's eyes widened, not knowing what happened.

He has no concept of death.

call--!

call--!

call--!

Ubuyashiki Yōya kept panting in the snow and shook his head slightly.

No! Will not! Will not!

He kept denying it in his mind, and his vision became increasingly hazy.

Gradually, gradually, everything is disappearing.

What remains in the end is only the coldness of the snow melting on my cheeks and the unspeakable sadness and fear in my heart! ! !

Ubuyashiki Yoshiya tried his best to recall the scene he had predicted in his dream!

Everyone is laughing! Everyone is obviously laughing!

All alive! Everyone is obviously alive!

He murmured, questioned, and prayed.

Until the last moment, darkness swallowed up his remaining consciousness.

The candle flame is slightly hot and the light shines slowly.

When he opened his eyes again, Ubuyashiki Yaoya could no longer clearly see the scene in front of him.

The curse is even more serious.

At this moment, he only knew a few breathing sounds around him.

One of them is very majestic, it is the Rock Pillar Ming Ming Island.

"is that true?"

Ubuyashiki Yoya whispered hoarsely, still not believing what he just heard.

Maybe, it was just a nightmare.

"Amitabha," the tearful monk was silent for a long time. Finally, after sighing, he whispered softly, "My lord, please take care of yourself."

The answer is both euphemistic and sharp!

Ahem!

Ahem!

Ubuyashiki Yoshiya coughed violently, and it wasn't until Ubuyashiki Amane helped him up that he slowly released his suffocated breath.

"Mr. and Mrs. Tokitou, as well as Kanae and Shinobu, are they all okay?"

"On the surface, it doesn't seem to be a big deal," Wei Mingyu said in a hoarse voice, "But my lord, everyone feels the same."

Tears fell down along the dull eyes and dispersed!

"Yes, everyone feels the same. Someone has left." Ubuyashiki Yoya whispered with a trembling voice and clenched his fists tightly.

"Mailing Island, pass on the order!"

Yoya Shiki gritted his teeth, stood up regardless, staggered, leaned against the wall, and murmured in a deep voice,

"Time is transparent, 14 years old!"

"I met Shang Xian II in the Forest of Clouds three days ago."

"Not timid! Not escaping! Not surrendering!"

The weak voice became louder and louder.

"Finally, as a young man, I defeated a century-old evil spirit!" He grabbed his sleeves tightly, his hands trembling.

"Brother Mingming Island!"

"Let everyone in the Demon Slayer Squad know about this!"

"Our children! Our relatives! Our swordsmen! Our comrades!"

"He tried his best! He fought to the end! He protected the existence that he tried his best to protect!"

"That person is the pillar of our Demon Slayer Corps! The unique pillar!"

"Longzhu Shi Zhenshifei! He is the pride of all of us!!!"

Yaoya trembled and spoke the last words.

The dark crows, under the guidance of the king, spread out over the Demon Slayer Squad, running towards various places in the wind and snow!

Hoarse wails and heroic news were sent to all places covered by heavy snow.

Narrow fog mountain, at the foot of the mountain, a small wooden house, with smoke curling up from the kitchen.

The sound of light and thin grinding echoed in the room.

"Okay!" Zhenshen nodded and held up a shiny refined wooden bowl, full of energy.

"I took a break from my busy schedule, and it lasted four months, twenty-seven days and one morning. I failed as many as sixty-seven times and turned back thirty-two times!"

"The wooden bowl made by Zhenyi, Qiangtu and Yiyong is finally completed at this moment!"

"It's not him," Yiyong stared at the wooden bowl placed on the table with a blank expression, "Would you like this birthday gift?"

He looked up at the two people beside him and said seriously, "After all, normal people wouldn't give gifts like bowls, right?"

"Yiyong, don't say that." Qiantu hugged his shoulders helplessly, "It doesn't matter what the gift is, what matters is our intentions."

"In order to prepare this gift, we were thinking about how to make it perfect when killing ghosts."

"Ah! Damn it!" Qiang Tu suddenly rubbed his head,

"Thinking about it this way, in order to prepare this gift for Mingfei, I wasted a lot of time in killing ghosts."

"What if I become a pillar later than Ming Fei because of this?"

"Mingfei will like it," Zhenshen nodded extremely seriously, his green eyes full of affirmation.

"That's right," Qiang Tu showed a soft smile, thinking about the boy's reaction in the past few years, "After all, that guy will be very happy no matter what gift others give him."

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