Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei’s Growth Life Simulator

Boom! Boom!

In the autumn rain, the helpless people are all wet.

But no matter how pious the voice is, it can't convey the prayer to the gods, no matter what that prayer can be loaded with.

If you have to ask why?

Gods do not save people, they only rely on faith.

Immortals don't care about the world and only think about cause and effect.

Buddha said that suffering saves all sentient beings!

But come back to the next life

In the end, I discovered that if people want to struggle a little, the only answer is to save themselves and others, so the word hero is imaginary! Gather all the good things.

The mother's calf was gurgling with blood, and the red dripped along the mature curves, and blood-colored flowers bloomed on the stagnant water.

The stubble of her hair is messy and stuck to her delicate face, showing her indescribable fatigue!

Bits of mud stained the white clothes all over his body, dyeing them into a messy ink painting.

The forehead hit the ground, hit! Collide! Hitting! Hit again!

Reddish! Deep purple!

Bulging, cracking,

Bleeding! ! ! Still the same

"I beg you! Anyone can do it!"

The shrill choked sobs must have suppressed the pain of the wound.

Because of this, it makes people understand how painful and desperate the mother feels after losing her beloved one!

"She's only six years old!"

The female reporter who came back to her senses bit her lip and stepped forward to stop her, but Mrs. Tang grabbed her sleeve.

"Anyone can! Save her! You can even give it a try!" she shouted towards the crowd,

"I'll give you whatever you want! I'll give you whatever you want!"

Boom!

There were splashes of blood from the rain buds at the sound. Mrs. Tang was clasped on the ground, her hands holding her sleeves dropped, and her body went limp silently.

The phone that was scattered in front of him along with all the items lit up again.

The screen covered with moisture, parents, sisters, and a family of four were smiling, but there were cracks!

The round raindrops fell, smashed, and distorted the innocent smile of the youngest child.

There were trembling fingers caressing it.

Mrs. Tang struggled to wipe away the rain and dew and stared blankly.

But the blood dripping from her forehead accidentally dyed the forehead of the mother in the photo red, causing her to cry with a sad and unclear meaning.

"Uh-huh!"

"Please forgive me! Anyone can do it!"

"I!"

She held the photo close to her chest and curled up like a deflated balloon, losing her voice in despair.

"I can't live without her!"

"Can't live without it"

If something happens to Xiaorou,

The most unacceptable thought flashed through Mrs. Tang's mind for a moment, and she couldn't help but trembled her lips and prayed in a low voice,

"Please, at least bring her out, bring her out."

The mother was afraid, afraid to pick out her daughter's bones among the ashes.

Because even if you are lucky enough to be able to piece together the child's final appearance, you cannot escape the child's future that is so shattered that it cannot be pieced together!

Who wouldn't be afraid?

She was shaking uncontrollably, and the tears and redness in her eyes met on the side of her nose.

There is still hope, right? There must be hope! Xiaorou has always been so obedient. I've never done anything bad.

He was so young and his hands were so small, so why would he die like this?

It doesn't make sense!

So, anyone can! Whatever you want!

"Save her, help me, help me."

She knelt on the ground, a painful suffocation feeling wrapped around her. She didn't know why she forgot to breathe.

The lips that were pursed into a line were trembling with sobs.

But it still hurts so much that I can't breathe!

tread! tread!

The black boots stepped across the stagnant water and stopped outside her peripheral vision, making waves.

Slowly squat down, as cautiously as a knight treats a queen.

Lu Mingfei gently lifted up his crying mother. Although the face that came into view was bright and charming, it also had a slightly strange and beautiful look to it.

But that strangeness coincided with the vague face in Lu Mingfei's memory, amid the murmurs of "save her" and "help me" one after another.

That was the woman who loved him the most in the world, besides the devil—Jovini.

Maybe it's because they are both mothers of children!

"Can you let me see this photo?" Lu Mingfei whispered softly. His gentle tone made the woman let go of her slender hand, her chest rose slightly, and she resumed breathing.

The fingertips brushed across the cracks.

"I am indeed very happy." Lu Mingfei wiped away the blood stains on the mother's forehead in the photo, looked at the family of four on the screen, and smiled enviously, "That's great~"

He glanced sideways at the dark figure leaving the bus, then raised his eyes to look at the dark place on the fourth floor. How to choose? It was bright!

"I'm so stupid."

A word of unknown meaning disappeared from his lips.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Mingfei stood up and looked at the red building in the dark.

"I'll try my best!"

The voice was melancholy, mixed with unknown complex emotions.

"But you, don't have high expectations."

The limit of what Lu Mingfei can do now is to see people alive and corpses after death.

The crowd noticed the young child's movements and couldn't help but whisper to each other.

She was still that ordinary woman, frowning and asking, "What does this guy want to do when he comes over?"

"Looks like? Are you trying to save someone?" The man in parkour attire curled his lips, "That woman gave a lot of things. Looking at the boy's face, you can tell that he is still at an age where he can't quite grasp the money. He only sees money when he sees it. "

"I guess he wants to give it a try. The bicycle turns into a motorcycle. Just watch!" The parkour man raised his head. "When he gets closer, he will be ignited and run back."

"Can't a young man just want to help?" The strong fitness man muttered a few words, "Maybe he has a good heart."

He looked at the frail Lu Mingfei,

"You have these thin arms and legs, what can you do?"

"Don't act like a hero blindly!"

Are you trying to be a hero? That's so true.

Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and opened the fruit of himself with a wry smile!

The reason why he wanted to hunt down the fugitive just now became clear under the glare of the blood-red juice.

In fact, he is still afraid, afraid of real death!

The biggest difference between simulation and reality is the difference between being able to do it again and being able to do it only once.

The ratio between simulated life and real life is infinite, and that ridiculousness distorts the most critical point in Lu Mingfei's heart - the different shocks of fake death and real death!

So even though Jiguo Ming is not him, and Shi Mingzhi is not him, maybe they are not completely him!

Because unlike them, Lu Mingfei in reality actually has timid eggs inside his ego, tiny but always present.

Under the collision of the motorcycle, he had the secret of "don't die"!

In the fierce fire on the seventh floor, as a last resort, he could still rely on "Butterfly" and "Butterfly" Taozhi Yaoyao!

He has never been forced into a desperate situation, so how can he claim to be truly brave?

Until just now, the plea that might have pushed him into a desperate situation appeared!

If you try to save him, you might actually die!

So Lu Mingfei subconsciously wanted to run away. If it hadn't been for the ear-splitting sound and the phantom of his mother pulling him gently, he would have really run away, using the honorable excuse of arresting the criminal.

What will happen if you escape?

The press will cover his heroic deeds! The police will also send gilded banners! Uncles, aunts, and younger brothers might all be especially honored!

No one cares whether the mother cried herself to death in the rain! Everyone looked at him, Lu Mingfei, with admiration!

Even the mother who lost her daughter would definitely be like that, with a ridiculous "Wow! He avenged my daughter" gratitude! ! !

What will happen if you escape?

It doesn't seem like it will happen.

At best, a mother would shed tears for the rest of her life. He knew about it because he was helping to take revenge.

At best, "Butterfly" and "Butterfly" were humiliated. He still used it and licked his face.

at best! ! !

The moth continues to stay in the fruit of self. He can continue to boast of false bravery in the name of not being afraid of death!

But Lu Mingfei knew!

Isn't his ability to say "not afraid of death" to himself alone? ?

But say "Don't die" to everyone! ! !

Therefore, Lu Mingfei cut open the fruit of himself.

He tried to pinch the squirming moth, and everything changed

The autumn rain was slightly cool between the brows, and the cold wind was biting on the face. Lu Mingfei felt it,

Don't choose to erase.

Facing the different gazes of all living beings, he turned his back,

Never looked back.

He listened carefully to the suspicion and irony in the noise,

Don't want to refute.

He wants to believe what people doubt, so there is no need to refute it!

When others stop, he wants to move forward, so there is no need to look back!

It doesn't matter if it's cold, it doesn't matter if it's cold, my heartbeat is still warm! ! Ideas are burning! ! !

In fact, if you think about it carefully, in his previous real life, there was really nothing that could be said to be the main plot.

The life brought about by the simulator is always filled with a layer of illusion. Although the rewards obtained are good, they also distort the mood and personality in reality in a bad way, and the already vague main line is even broken.

But just now! Right now!

Faintly, Lu Mingfei felt that he was about to grasp the new main line of his life!

Maybe just say maybe,

Lu Mingfei pursed his lips uncertainly, and his heart beat uncertainly. Only his thoughts seemed to be breathing and actually exciting.

Could he try to be something as ethereal as a hero?

Or in other words, as the simulator once mentioned, to save the tragedy he saw!

Just use the power you have!

This is a power that no one else has!

Following in the footsteps of predecessors, maybe this is the legendary enlightenment?

Not under Bodhi, not in the dragon field.

In the autumn rain, my eyes reflect the fierce fire.

Mood may really affect the senses, or at least it can pick out the moths from the self.

Otherwise, how could such earth-shattering changes have happened in the world that I suddenly figured out.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei felt that even the murmurs behind him were so beautiful.

The smile of Yu'er whirling around my ears, the kiss of wind passing by the corners of my lips.

The world is clear, he is there! It’s like everything is there!

God won’t save?

Immortal ignores?

Buddha doesn’t stretch out his hand?

Is it difficult for people to cross by themselves?

Then let him try it!

After all, his ability is to say "don't die" to everyone.

So Lu Mingfei didn't look back at anyone, nor did he say a word of explanation.

He chose to take a step forward!

Choose to rush towards the burning place! !

Two worlds, three figures, footsteps.

All in one place!

tread.