Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei’s Growth Life Simulator

Shi Zhifei felt an inexplicable panic rising in his heart, and he subconsciously stood up.

While looking around the silence, he did not forget to pick up the scattered wooden sword.

"No!"

Shi Tonglu Fei looked in one direction with awe-inspiring eyes, his ability to see through the world subconsciously turned on, and he left such a sentence while walking as fast as flying.

"In the tea room!"

tread!

His small feet stepped heavily on the door, and Shi Zhifei clasped his hands on the door frame to maintain his balance.

Under the flying black and white scarf, the slightly messy blue clothes swayed.

His eyes flickered, with a slight golden light rippling.

Crackling——!

At the same time, the sound of a vase breaking exploded!

The butterfly family, the lights are brightly lit in the blink of an eye.

In a moment, the Butterfly couple, Tokito couple and the old man gathered in the tea room, looking at the scene in front of them, they completely sobered up.

Butterfly Kanae came over belatedly and couldn't help but cover her mouth:

"No way! Shinobu-chan!"

The moon cast its ruthless gaze on the broken vase on the tea room floor.

The katana was stained with blood and lay quietly aside.

Shi Tingfei stood at the front, staring fiercely at the uninvited guest in front of him.

"Ahhhhh-?"

The rough-handed ghost scratched his ears irritably and muttered to himself:

"I thought I could kill you all quietly."

It glanced at the hand that was cut by the Butterfly Ninja, and after gently squeezing it, the wound healed as before.

"You little brat,"

Its mind was not disturbed by the thin blood, and it was exceptionally clear-headed. It casually looked at the Butterfly Ninja whose head was being grabbed by it, and said with emotion:

"Are you quite capable?"

Ordinary girls can't even move when they see it.

The little girl in front of him was lucky. Instead of running away, she subconsciously took off the samurai sword on the wall and gave it a blow.

The look in his eyes just now looked like he had some deep hatred.

"However, you are all here. Let me ask you a question."

The rough-handed ghost tilted his head, holding the Butterfly Ninja's head with his right hand, and lifted her petite body in front of him.

"Ugh——!" Butterfly Ninja's face turned red and he kept flapping his little feet, "Let me go! Let me go quickly!"

"Among you, is there a Tokito family?"

It shows its fangs and has an interesting taste:

"Don't lie, otherwise, I can't guarantee that this little snack's head won't bloom."

Boom!

The eyes that were suddenly transparent seemed to be burning with flames, and between the interlaced teeth, a low growl sounded:

"Evil-ghost-!"

Looking at Mr. Tokito who picked up the knife, the evil spirit scratched his head irritably and involuntarily increased the strength in his hands.

"What use is that kind of thing to me?"

It looked sideways at the slanting moon, completely relieved.

There is still some time before the sun rises, enough for it to massacre everyone in front of it.

"You shouldn't be here."

Mr. Shitou frowned and stood in front of Shitou Fei:

"There is a burning wisteria furnace nearby."

"The portion of that kind of thing is not big, so you just have to hold back the nausea and push it down."

The evil spirit spoke indifferently, and then looked at Mr. Tokidou with clarity:

"So, you are the one who did it?"

It couldn't help but reveal a ferocious smile, and pushed the painful Butterfly forward:

"How about this, if you kill all the adults next to you, how about I let this little girl and the other two children go?"

Another cat-and-mouse drama!

Boom--!

Everyone gritted their teeth, but there was nothing they could do.

The two fathers looked at each other's eyes, faintly shaken.

What if?

What if the evil ghost can keep his promise?

"Run!"

At this moment, Butterfly Ninja suddenly spoke up.

Her little face turned purple, and she kept beating her hands that were holding her head, making the sound of a symphony of gold and silver.

"Everyone!"

Butterfly trembled with fear, choked with tears:

"Run! Run! Don't believe it!"

How can you put everyone you love in danger just because you are alone?

If everyone died because of her, she might as well be eaten like this.

"Run-!"

The shrill roar woke up the two hesitant fathers.

Mr. Butterfly gritted his teeth, picked up the surviving vase beside him, and walked to the front of Shi Zhifei.

Mr. Tokidou took a deep breath and tightened his grip on the blade in his hand.

In this case, they can only fight.

But how do we fight so that we can survive until dawn with the vase and ordinary katana in our hands?

tread--!

At this moment, Shi Zhifei took a deep breath, took a step, and stood in front of everyone with a wooden sword in hand.

"Mingfei!" Mrs. Butterfly and Mrs. Tokito subconsciously exclaimed.

"Xiao Mingfei" Butterfly Kanae pursed her lips and looked forward absentmindedly and worriedly.

"Hahahaha!!" The evil ghost smiled and patted his stomach. He stared at the child in front of him who was holding a wooden knife with a serious look on his face. He was about to burst into tears with laughter:

"What do you mean, are you playing house?"

Even an adult with a samurai sword can't do anything to him.

Can a child, or a child with a toy wooden knife, kill it?

What a joke!

Shi Xingfei lowered his head and ignored the evil ghost's taunts. Instead, he asked Butterfly Ninja softly:

"Xiao Ren, don't be afraid, do you believe me?"

Believe him?

The butterfly ninja subconsciously recalled the boy who gave her a sense of security when they first met in the rain that year.

In a daze, she once again saw the scene that she would always forget.

In the winter snow, the sleeping boy smiled and stood frozen under the withered cherry blossom tree.

Um--!

Butterfly held back tears from her purple eyes and kept nodding her head.

believe! Of course I believe it!

How come, you don’t believe it?

"Really? Just believe it."

Shi Zhifei murmured, constantly thinking about his life.

The new cyan clothes he wears, the black and white scarf hanging around his neck, and the yellowish wooden blade held tightly in his hand are their gifts.

His parents who are a bit naughty but always love him, his grandfather who was injured many times while carving wood carvings, Mrs. Butterfly who never admits defeat, Mr. Butterfly who always wants to pass on his medical skills to him, Sister Kanae who sometimes likes to tease him, and Haruyu. The little dumpling crying under the eaves.

This was the existence he swore to protect for the rest of his life.

In spring, summer, autumn and winter, those happy and happy days, whoever wants to take them away from the hands of time and space will use his life's efforts to destroy all the evil people.

He doesn't have much to give, that's all.

Regardless of spring, summer, autumn or winter, I wield the knife every day for several years!

No matter rain or shine, I have been exercising every day for several years!

And finally, use your life to ignite the roar!

Thinking, thinking, Shi Zhifei's hand holding the knife became harder and harder!

In the end, his memory was fixed at a very young age.

In the temple, the wind and snow were blowing, evil spirits were rampant, and a family of three fell into despair of death.

Until a certain moment, their eyes suddenly lit up with hot flames, and they were stunned!

"believe."

As we all know, today is a very special day, so Si Fei posted three minutes later than usual. Please forgive me.