Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei’s Growth Life Simulator

Chapter 51 The bloody wedding ten years ago.

Rustling!

The strong wind blew through the branches, blowing their hair and the curtains of the roadside shops.

The anxious eyes, one purple and one pink, reflected like water.

The dark lavender night sky, the bright moon, and the stars.

The swirling flames focused the attention of the world and fell from the sky!

Threads of flame open the sky and penetrate everything.

boom--!

All the residual power was ignited and returned to the shaking ground.

The red color, like a divine punishment, flashes in everyone's eyes and is remembered in the memory of all living beings at this moment.

"Is that true?" Butterfly Ninja murmured subconsciously, but found that the field of vision in front of him had suddenly sped up.

"should be!"

Yanzhu's mournful eyebrows were stern, and there was unstoppable worry in his expression.

"Did you combine the breath of fire and the breath of rock at the same time?"

"Mingfei! It's so messy!"

The human body cannot withstand the backlash of such random sword moves!

The slightly embarrassed body flew through the air.

Plop!

Shi Tingfei, who was unconscious, fell hard into the lake.

Crackling——!

The handle of the broken blade was pitch black, burning with sparks.

Fine lines covered the blade, and the knife, on the verge of breaking, was firmly nailed to the cracked blue boulder by the lake.

Ahem——!

The evil ghost with its open chest couldn't help spitting out blood, soaking the swaying green grass buds by the lake.

It huffed and puffed and was stunned for a long time before realizing the fact that it was not dead yet.

Fortunately, fortunately it is not the Nichirin Sword.

The evil ghost swallowed his saliva in fear, and then glanced viciously at the rippled lake surface:

"Damn kid, you're so lucky."

After falling from such a high place, he was not killed by the fall. Instead, he accidentally landed in the only lake near the town.

"But everything must come to an end."

The evil ghost murmured in a deep voice, his eyes flashing with gloating.

There is nothing more painful than drowning alive!

That adult was right, humans are indeed extremely fragile compared to ghosts.

At least ghosts will never drown in the lake!

"Yes, it's all over."

A dull sound sounded, and before the evil ghost had time to turn around, a giant ax struck its neck hard, leaving a smooth and deep ax mark on the bluestone.

The hot breath lingered on his neck, and the evil ghost's eyes were particularly blank.

The consciousness gradually flying and dissipating in the air made him realize a reality.

He was killed.

The revolving lantern spins, counting his sins.

I still remember the marriages he destroyed one after another.

Now think about it, isn’t that something only scumbags do?

The scholar in the dark space abandoned his bloated animal nature and regained the glimmer of humanity in his eyes.

In other words,

Why does he hate others looking down on him?

And why do you like to kill each other in one marriage after another?

Why is his blood ghost technique based on blood?

Why does he, as a ghost, only have one eye and four arms?

As I thought about it, the evil ghost slowly faded away, and the lost memories gradually returned.

At the time of death, the scholar regained his memory as a human being.

A poor scholar was fishing by the lake in a small town, but his hands were accidentally cut by gravel.

The overflowing blood dyed the expensive-looking white clothes of the passing girl red. It was the silk cloth she had torn off to use as a bandage.

The white was overflowing with red, it was the first time he met her.

Where did they meet?

It seems to be here, right? Here where I died.

In reality, the blood-red eyes gradually burned and scattered, and the waves of light reflected in front of them and flickered to the past.

That night, on the sparkling lake surface, a warm bonfire was lit beside the bluestone.

The silly boy grilling fish on the shore, the smiling girl playing in the lake.

Because she was distracted by the charred grilled fish, she seemed to be eating it with gusto at that time?

The old-fashioned poor scholar is stunned by the sight and falls in love with the gentle and fun-loving young lady.

The stereotypical rich lady hates restraint and envies the scholar's free life.

Later, under the moonlight, she bet that he could hold her hand in the future!

What happens next?

It was a cliched match, and her family looked down on her as a powerless person.

The unreasonable family warrior, with his proud face and sarcastic eyes, looked down on the arrogance of ants in his words, but secretly found someone to poke out one of his eyes.

The man in the suit... No, he no longer needs to be afraid, because there is no curse that binds him to call him by his name.

The dark alley, the cold moonlight, the crying and cursing boy, the playful gift of Gui Wu Shi Wu Pei under the moonlight.

He turned into a ghost and hid on the rafters, watching her enter the marriage hall. He no longer remembered anyone in the town, but he was inexplicably eager to make the wedding turn bloody!

This bloody wedding will definitely be unforgettable for everyone!

He didn't know at the time that this was the impulse brought about by ghost blood.

Irresistible, undeniable, just like killing is the only right thing!

But that strange yet familiar bride, her reddish and sad eyes, and her searching eyes extinguished his desire for flesh and blood.

That look ignited the last trace of human kindness, but also extinguished his possibility and courage to see her again.

That was the last time humanity killed ghost nature and gained the upper hand.

and after?

Later, he seemed to run away, and he ran away for more than ten years, but the persistent regret and the ghost side endowed by Wuhan slowly distorted his humanity.

Human nature, animal nature, ghost nature.

every day! every day! Every day is a fight!

pain! it's painful!

Hungry, struggling, giving up, accepting fate, killing, and cannibalism.

If you encounter a weak Demon Slayer Squad, kill them.

Encounter a powerful demon slayer team and run away.

But as a ghost, it seems that he has done nothing good in his life. He has killed so many people, so he deserves to go to hell.

However, he seemed to have done some things that were hard to distinguish between good and bad, relying on his lingering humanity in a daze.

Participating in one wedding after another, when something unusual is detected, he eats the unfaithful groom or bride, but inevitably goes on a killing spree stimulated by ghost blood.

And at the end, after hearing the news that she was bullied and that the man wanted to take a concubine, even though she had lost her memory, she instinctively returned to the starting point.

Now that I think about it, was it intentional or unintentional to smash it down from the rafters and turn the wedding into blood?

Forget it, it doesn't matter anymore.

It doesn't matter whether it is intentional or not, nor does it matter whether it is wrong or right.

In the darkness, the poor scholar who had completely regained his youthful appearance smiled calmly.

Humanity opens its legs again and steps towards the burning flames ahead.

The important thing is, whether innocent or damned, intentional or unintentional, animalistic or ghostly, he killed too many people.

The blood on his hands told him that he was going to hell to atone for the sins that he didn't know if he could atone for.

Mountains of knives, seas of fire, and tongues.

Whatever the punishment is, come on,

I can only blame him for not having the courage and ability to hold her hand in this life.

The only blame is that he didn't die the night he was injected with ghost blood.

The blame can only be attributed to the fact that he is just an ordinary person, without any divinity, and his only human nature cannot defeat the animal nature and ghost nature.

All helplessness, all return to Amitabha.

"Are you leaving?"

Suddenly, the girl's clear voice sounded from behind the scholar.

Even though it has spanned more than ten years, the voice in my memory is still so familiar!

The scholar was shocked and turned back suddenly, his eyes filled with doubts and surprise:

"Why? Why are you here?"

Something in my heart stirred up waves one after another, killing all reason and rushing straight into my eyes.

The eye sockets suddenly became sore!

"Why are you here too!"

"I've been waiting for more than ten years and you still haven't come back."

The girl who looked like a lady played with the hair on the side of her ears, and her little smiling face showed a little bit of playfulness, "That old bastard is going to harm other little girls again today, so I am not happy today, eh."

She pointed to the tip of her nose and thought for a moment, then showed a triumphant smirk.

"It just revealed everything that should be said and shouldn't be said."

"After that"

She twisted her dress in a circle, shrugged, and pointed at her illusory body.

"As you can see, I will come over later to see if I can find you here."

Ding--!

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