Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei’s Growth Life Simulator

Ignoring the pain in her buttocks and her dizziness due to the force of the shock, Little Leng Niuer quickly reached her hand towards her thigh - the poison-soaked sharp blade was enough to take away the life of the person in front of her!

But a cunning voice suddenly rang in my ears!

"Are you looking for it?"

The tone was extremely playful, like a bad adult who likes to tease children, shaking the lollipop he grabbed, staring directly at the crying child and laughing.

With her peripheral vision scanning subconsciously, she was surprised to notice that the leggings with all the blades attached appeared in the enemy's hands for some unknown reason!

when? ? ? Little Leng Niuer couldn't help but open her lips, feeling her scalp numb, because even after countless lives and deaths, she didn't notice anything strange at all.

wrong! ! !

But the next second she realized something was wrong, because the feeling of something tied to the top of her thighs couldn't be faked!

Her weapon is obviously still there!

Realizing that she had been tricked, she moved even more quickly and quickly reached for the weapon!

But just that moment of pause was enough for Lu Mingfei to realize the method he had already decided to defeat the enemy.

The little cold girl in front of him has her own combos, so why doesn't he?

The right hand holding Yu Jie's ninja weapon belt was released, and with lightning speed, she clamped Xiao Leng Niu'er's wrists and lifted them up suddenly.

Her movements were restrained like this. She was slightly panicked and opened her mouth to call for help!

But the sound of footsteps was heard, and Lu Mingfei was openly approaching in the next moment!

Boom!

The girl's wrists were pinned to the wall!

The weapon belts tumbling in the air were like falling petals.

Lu Mingfei's left hand moved back, as if there were eyes behind his back, and he accurately pulled out the sharp blade from the heart of the flower - the purple of death was dizzy!

The cold light buzzed against the crystal chin, poking out the soft skin and making a slight depression.

Stab!

The sound of metal scraping against leather came from behind and rang in my ears.

"If you don't want to die, don't make a sound! And don't move!" Lu Mingfei ordered in a deep voice.

He pulled the blade back a few millimeters to avoid actually making a wound and killing the person in front of him.

"Get rid of the idea of ​​anyone coming to rescue you."

Amidst Xiao Leng Niu'er's disbelieving and frightened gaze and Ye Shen Shu Mu's desperate whimpering not far away, Lu Mingfei spoke softly,

"I regret to tell you that now, you are the last person on this floor who can move."

A flash of purple jumps between pitch black and silver grey.

When he was on the verge of being exposed, he rushed here to seize the alarm, defuse the offensive, deceive the gods, and restrain the enemy.

Done in one go!

Although many accidents occurred due to carelessness, I finally successfully passed the level without any danger.

Boom!

The thunder came later, the wind became stronger, but the rain became much lighter.

The withered ivy vines drifted in from the small window, making a crunching sound.

Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief uncontrollably, feeling relaxed for a moment.

Who would have thought that Xiao Lengniuer would not follow the same routine, or that no one would have thought that a ninja could have such an attack method.

With the right timing, he suddenly tilted his head!

Ignoring that the poisonous blade almost drew a blood line on her jaw, she opened her silver teeth and bit Lu Mingfei's wrist.

Ouch~~

What the hell? Do kids fight? Do you think you are a hamster?

When Lu Mingfei saw this, he couldn't help complaining in his heart. While avoiding the bite, he let go of the dagger in his hand and let it fall from the air.

This thing is useless to him!

Surrounded by the wind, his wrist flashed behind Little Leng Niu'er's neck!

She stared at Lu Mingfei unwillingly, her eyebrows turning as fiercely as a small animal's.

The hair on the back of the head spreads out in the wind, and the soft light hangs down to the slender shoulders as the head swings.

Instead, she looked like a pretty girl, being held hostage by a pervert wearing a mask.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

The fallen poisonous dagger made a crisp sound on the ground.

The lights above flickered, black and white intertwined, and the scene in the corner slowly became clear.

Lu Mingfei held the non-toxic iron hairpin pulled out from the back of the girl's bun, and the sharp point touched the soft jaw again.

"I said, if you don't want to die, don't move!" His tone was a little colder.

Different from the above situation where the hand was slightly reserved, the sweet and smooth line of scarlet was telling a warning!

Little Leng Niu'er, who was feeling slight pain, froze up and didn't dare to move.

Lu Mingfei breathed a long sigh of relief, but couldn't help but frown, and an uncontrollable doubt flashed in his heart.

Successfully completing a level made Lu Mingfei feel relaxed for a moment, and his scattered energy focused on the girl's head in the Red Word world, and the effect unfolded automatically!

The red fonts flowed, and various death scenes flooded into my mind.

Sadness, disgust, disgust, anger, and many negative emotions hit the shore like ice waves, making his heart feel uncomfortable.

What a pretty girl, she's obviously a damn executioner.

However, something is wrong!

The slight inconsistency he noticed ignited the confusion in Lu Mingfei's heart.

"Zhaojian Liyi, 17 years old, born on April 1, 1990."

In the morning, when Li Yi's expression changed from confusion to horror, Lu Mingfei slowly told about the many lives she had taken.

"On July 4, 2007, booby-trapped"

"Assassination on July 3, 2007"

"On July 1, 2007, poisoned"

"In 2005."

"In 2004."

"On September 1, 2002."

Regardless of the time interval between killings or the number of killings, the girl named Hayami Riyi, who is the same age as Chu Zihang, can be regarded as an out-and-out executioner.

Ninjas, that's how it should be. The six people that Lu Mingfei had already dealt with had more concessions than she or the city god.

Although there was no time to see the specific killings committed by those ninjas, the red color and the tens and three-digit numbers could not be faked.

But now there were several pictures that made Lu Mingfei confused.

With his face slightly crooked, Lu Mingfei couldn't help but ask the girl who was as dumb as a wooden figure,

"Have met Li Yi, I don't understand."

"Obviously you watched so many of your companions who lived together day and night turn into corpses, and you didn't even show the slightest trace of regret."

"Why would you want to let go of the baby who was hidden under the bed by his parents during the massacre mission on December 24, 2002?"

"What kind of mood did you have later to snap her neck before others who were also performing the same task?"

Lu Mingfei frowned in confusion and sounded confused,

"Did you cry then?"

It was obvious that the time was moved forward, or that it was in the future, but it could not be seen that she was at all touched to kill someone.

But why did she react so uncharacteristically on that one occasion?

This was the doubt that Lu Mingfei couldn't help but raise in his heart after seeing the countless bright red words and pale pictures - those tears were unreasonable!

"How would it make you feel to take someone else's life?"

Zao Jian Liyi was stunned when the sly voice spoke. The strength that she originally planned to resist with all her strength became smaller and smaller as Lu Mingfei revealed his story one sentence after another.

It wasn't until he finally asked those three questions that she froze completely.

What kind of mood did you have to snap the baby's neck?

Are you crying?

How does she feel when she takes away the lives of others?

His mind was completely in a mess, and Zaijian Liyi couldn't help but raise his head when his computer was down.

Why?

A cold air rose from the bottom of her heart. She stared blankly at the rat eyes with only one line on the mask, and her voice trembled.

"Why do you know?"

Things she's done, her name, her age, even her birthday!

Why does he know everything!

Lu Mingfei's words were like the key to the music box in his memories, but the music produced by the symphony of hammers could not be said to be romantic, sweet, innocent and soothing.

Instead, it was as hoarse and harsh as a raven, as messy as noise - a symphony of life of blood and sorrow, black and white.

This is a piece composed by Hayami Rie's insignificant life.

I don’t know my biological father, mother, and birth date. I only have the name written on my swaddling clothes saying that I am precious. The coaches bluntly said that it is useless. Only I still remember it now.

In the spring, you practice knives and daggers, in the summer, you practice poison, in the autumn, you step on the tip of the knife without making a sound, and in the winter, you practice boneless limbs.

Day and night, twenty-four hours a day, almost endless training!

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, three hundred and sixty-five days a year, inculcate absolute obedience! Swear to the death and obey your orders!

Slowly, one thing became clear to her.

In fact, you will not die from bleeding, in fact, you will not die from poisoning, in fact, you will not die from a broken limb, in fact, you will not die from pain.

It is rejection that kills!

What will kill is stop!

What will die is failure!

What will die is the elimination caused by people still treating themselves as human beings!

Because during the training period, many people fell down and then never got up again.

But fortunately, Zao Jianli Yi didn’t fall down. She persisted one-tenth, one-hundredth, one-thousandth.

As the coach said, using yourself as a knife to beat and forge is the only way to survive.

She did it!

Ever since, it seems that no matter how cold the tissue is, warmth will remain, and the tune of life begins to change from coldness.

After the training, he began three years of island survival to hone his skills.

In the mountains, forests, rock streams, rivers and beaches, what is important is that there are people who have the same experience and can understand each other - both men and women, people who have survived the same, some are a few years older or a few years younger.

A wonderful alternative "childhood".

Terrifying training has cultivated the abilities of Yuan Chao's peers. Even on an isolated island where all kinds of wild beasts and poisons are infested, and even adults may die, despite difficulties, the "ninjas" who unite are enough to establish a base for survival.

The rivers are lightly fished for sport fish, and huts are built in the mountains and forests.

In the "Ninja's Home" engraved on the wooden sign, the coldness in my heart melts and the smile on my lips rises - it feels like home.

January, March, June.

One year, two years, three years.

The skills that have been tempered are getting better and better, and the time for graduation is getting closer.

They are about to go their separate ways around the world and begin the life-depriving journey of obedience, and the tune of life turns to solemnity!

But there are people who are traveling in the same boat, and even if they cross a sea of ​​blood, they seem to have some comfort.

At that time, Hayami Riyi never expected that "no matter how cold the tissue is, warmth will remain" was a false proposition from beginning to end!

What ninjas need is cooperation, not ridiculous unity at all.

The final mission is issued, and only one person can make it out alive - it turns out that the song of life never really changes.

Come to think of it! When did ninjas become a species that needed to survive? How come this skill can only be used on wild beasts and poisonous animals?

The island turned into a prison in hell! Only then did I realize that the most terrifying thing in survival has never been the poisonous beasts, but the "family" who have the same experience and the same skills during the three years, and have learned that they can no longer understand each other! ! !

I don’t know who wavered first.

All I know is that the cooking bone blade was inserted into the chest of the youngest "sister", the "brother" who always "gently" bandages everyone's wounds.

All I know is that the trap originally used to capture the beast contained human blood and limbs, but I heard that it was a "counter-kill" in self-defense.

Blades, poisons, joint techniques, and their own abilities

The full moon we had seen together turned red, and the outward force began to kill inward. The mirror broke into pieces, shining with sticky red light - "sisters" turned against each other, "brothers" attacked each other, and "lovers" "They all agreed to the outside world but killed each other the next day.

Maybe it doesn’t matter who starts first, everything starts at the very beginning - people who have not been able to run fast in the past three years can run fast, and people who were not good at weapons three years ago are better than anyone else.

It turns out it’s a disguise!

It turns out that almost everyone has a knife, a knife hidden in a scabbard.

in the end,

The warmth is fake, the smile is illusory, and the peace of mind is just a dream for her.

Coldness is real, cruelty is real, death is their big reality!

Every day passed like a black fairy tale, with pale songs lingering in the air:

"One, two, three,

Four knives, five blades, six poems

Twenty-five smiling faces, with red blood dripping from the corners of their mouths. "

The "ninja" finally became a ninja, and she survived without hiding anything.

Hateful, ridiculous, pathetic, but she didn't shed a single tear.

It’s not because “there’s nothing wrong with wanting to survive, everyone thinks so, so let’s survive for everyone’s sake.”

It's because I can no longer feel it.

The helicopter left the island, and I couldn't feel the coldness in the drizzle. Perhaps all the emotions were completely sealed.

There is no going separate ways to snatch lives, because only one person is left "alive".

There is no such thing as staying together in the sea of ​​​​blood, because the first people to dye the waves red are those who thought they could be a source of comfort.

In the sea breeze, high in the sky, what was the last thing Hayami Riyi saw?

It's a piece of meat pushed into the sea. The dead are called corpses, not even as good as garbage.

It is a beach that has been cleaned of all footprints, a river that has all traces of it, and a hut in the forest that has been demolished without leaving any residue.

It was another plane passing by.

A completely new island of survival, with new visitors from the younger generation.

The new chapter in the black fairy tale and pale ballad may be another three years, but it has nothing to do with her.

Just like they have nothing to do with those predecessors.

Like everyone's elementary school, Riyi "graduated" at the age of 12.

There is nothing to talk about in the future life. It is no different from what the person wearing the mask says. I am afraid that no one will care and will not want to hear it.

And the answer to the question that Lu Mingfei wanted was nothing more than to see that Li Yi's remaining kindness came out of nowhere during his first mission - to reveal the person hiding under the bed? How troublesome is it to kill?

But who's to blame for the baby's cries being noticed by the "seniors" who take pleasure in torturing people?

The only thing she could do was to end that life without leaving any pain behind.

As for whether you cried at that time? Why are you crying?

Six years is too long and too many people have died.

If she forgot, she would never encounter the same thing or have a similar reaction again, so what was the point of remembering it?

Or it can be said that her life is meaningless.

Boom!

It is a few thunders falling into the sea, a few waves hitting the shore, a few seconds in reality, and more than ten years passing by in the eyes.

Zao Jian Li Yi glanced at Ye Shen Shu Mu's miserable condition, suddenly opened her lips, and then stared straight at Lu Mingfei,

"You did that too?" The question was emotionless.

Then he asked again,

"Are you a god?"

With fear, regret, confusion, resentment, and a trembling glimmer of hope scattered in the howling wind.

It can be said that the ninja degenerated into a "ninja", because she was suddenly swallowed up by the emotional memories that had been forgotten for many years, not on an isolated island, but also in the rain.

Under the stimulation of Lu Mingfei's words, this time Zao Jian Li Yi could feel that the rain was very icy.

"Are you a god?"

Zao Jian Li Yi asked again, looking at the god in front of him who seemed to be here to punish sinners and bring salvation, there was actually some hope in his heart that he had not yet identified.