Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei's Growth Life Simulator

They hate you! They are afraid of you! They are in a state of panic all day long!

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Depending on the strength of the ghost, the ghost facing you will have several behaviors such as fear and escape, timid obedience, state decline, disgust, and angry outbursts. "

Lu Mingfei slowly opened his eyes, and mountains of corpses and seas of blood flashed before his eyes.

"Now I can't quite tell whether the ghosts are ghosts or I am the ghost."

Water, fire, wind, thunder, and rock. He once performed a stunning five-color sword dance in front of many people at night and received praise and admiration from everyone.

The noise of blood and screams vented his own anger, and at the same time shattered the witnesses' fear of ghosts - it turned out that ghosts would also flee, would be afraid, and were creatures that could be easily killed.

Even if the broken blade does not come out, it can still kill ghosts.

He once sat on the top of a tree, wiping the masks they had found with the wet corners of his clothes together with Xuantu and Yiyong.

Under the moonlight not far away, the fearless people in the crowd started to kill the evil spirits - that was the living sharp blade he had forged accidentally!!!

Perhaps only death can completely destroy those sharp blades.

What's worse, they started hunting down evil spirits in broad daylight!

The light of sword and the sunlight are the only two paths that the evil spirits face, and turning into ashes is their final destination.

Massacre the mountain!

He did what he said.

But not many people could guess that the real reason he did this was not to make others successful.

Only in the last few days did Santu and Giyuu realize the situation and rolled their eyes and complained:

"Ming Fei, you are not doing this just for Shinobu and Makomo who will take the exam next year!"

The thoughts that were guessed correctly were exchanged for an awkward smile and a scratch of the head.

"Shh! Don't tell them either, I'll get beaten."

In fact, Lu Mingfei knew that what he really wanted was not so noble, but rather a bit selfish:

Now that the curse of Mount Sagiri has been broken, he is too lazy to confirm whether it was the same ghost that put Kanae in danger.

Because all we have to do is slaughter the mountain!

There is no need to worry about any problems.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 143 Little Devil: Girls, tell me

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What's more, as a qualified senior brother and childhood sweetheart, of course you have to consider your junior sisters and childhood sweethearts.

"But I really didn't expect it."

Lu Mingfei smiled and stretched out on the bed, then stood up and leaned against the back of the bed.

"Those somewhat selfish thoughts can actually help others achieve success."

His current position among the other examinees should be like that of the dead kid among the Crows.

If it were in ancient times, a person like him would probably be supported to ascend the throne.

There was a squeak.

The door was gently pushed open, revealing a chubby boy in pink shorts, interrupting Lu Mingfei's thoughts.

"Brother Lu Ming?"

Lu Mingze glanced at Lu Mingfei subconsciously, but his whole body trembled.

He swallowed his saliva. He was not asked any questions, but he reported everything in detail, like a eunuch serving the emperor.

"Nothing, nothing. I just went to the bathroom and saw that the light in your room was not turned off, so I came to check on you."

"Brother," Lu Mingze gave an ugly smile.

"You're about to go to bed. Would you like me to turn off the light for you?"

Lu Mingfei stared at Lu Mingze for a while, then suddenly realized something, closed his eyes and nodded.

"Thanks."

"Okay, take a good rest. I'll tell you if you need anything."

Lu Mingze turned off the light with a click, closed the door quickly, and leaned against it.

He wiped his back and found that it was already soaked with cold sweat.

Lu Mingze couldn't help but widen his pupils, panting as he recalled the look in Lu Mingfei's eyes just now with uneasiness in his heart.

Indifferent and chilly, like an ant standing on the top of a mountain and looking down at the foot of the mountain.

Brother Lu Ming, his eyes are so scary.

That kind of emptiness that disregards life is like that of a butcher.

But how is that possible!

His brother usually doesn’t even dare to kill a fish!

Lu Mingze pursed his lips, thinking frantically in his heart.

He was thinking about whether to tell his parents about this. It would be best to take his cousin to have his brain checked to see if he had schizophrenia or something.

Isn't that what the Joker in Gotham does?

He had always been a little weak, but suddenly one day he became ill and became a villain that everyone feared!

Lu Mingze staggered back into the house and took out his cell phone for some unknown reason.

He looked at the forum information about "Lu Mingfei vs. Zhao Menghua".

Originally he didn't want to get involved, for one thing, Lu Mingfei was his brother after all, and it would be difficult for him to help the other side.

Okay! That's right! He admitted that he wanted to secretly vote for Zhao Menghua at first. After all, this guy was a famous rich second generation in school, and he even had the possibility of catching up with Chu Shenren.

Who will win and who will lose? Can this movie tell the difference immediately?

But because his brother has changed so much recently, he is a little overwhelmed and unsure.

In a trance, Lu Mingze had already cast his vote.

5: 3798.

"I somehow feel that my brother who is suspected to be mentally ill will indeed win."

Hey!

"Can't see it anymore."

Oh oh oh!

“I can’t see my brother anymore.”

The little devil Lu Mingze was floating in the luxurious hot spring, crying and laughing.

Live like a madman.

Click, click, click!

Not far from the hot spring, the sound of eating potato chips could be heard.

"Yes! Sell them all! If I don't sell them, will you bear the loss of 2 million US dollars?"

The potato chip girl stared at the red and green lines, chewing potato chips and answering the phone.

"Hey! Yes! Full warehouse! Today's storm overturned many oil tankers. Domestic oil prices will definitely skyrocket tomorrow."

"How much do you want to buy? Do you even need to ask me?"

"Buy as many as you can! Quick! I'll give you a bonus when the time comes!"

The potato chip girl hung up the phone, stretched out her exquisite body under her bathrobe, and exuded the fragrance of shower gel.

With long naked legs and straight, crystal-clear thighs, she shook the red wine in her hand and drank it all.

"Potato chips, what's wrong with the boss over there?"

"You've been following him for so many years, boss, don't you know?"

"He's a pervert and a psychopath. It's understandable that he has attacks from time to time." The potato chip girl curled her lips and waved her hand, looking nonchalant.

"Sanwu, do you know something?" The long-legged girl looked at the Russian girl lying quietly on the side.

call--!

call--!

Without saying anything, Sanwu shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

"Okay, okay, actually I can guess it." The potato chip girl opened her red lips, sucked on her crystal-clear fingers, and kept clicking her tongue, secretly saying that it smelled really good:

"It's just that the boss has been unable to see what Little White Rabbit is doing since a few days ago."

"Oh, these are just small matters. They have nothing to do with us. Just let the boss solve it himself."

"Let's go, long legs, three no's, I'll treat you to a spa! They are all famous Thai technicians."

"Don't push me," Sanwu's clear voice sounded.

Before leaving, Jiude Mai glanced at the boss who was having a seizure in the hot spring.

She is somewhat concerned about this matter now.

If even the omnipotent boss can't see what the little white rabbit is doing, then can that little white rabbit still be considered a little white rabbit?

"Hey my girls, I'm sorry to interrupt your fun at the top spa."

The boss sat up from the swimming ring and looked away from the three women who had stopped walking.

"Sometimes I can't really see what our protagonist is doing, and I can't quite guess, no, I should say I can't quite guess what our protagonist is thinking."

"As much as I hate to admit it, our protagonist really strayed from my script."

"Damn it, maybe I can't say I'm leaving?" The boss pouted and rubbed his brows.

"After all, there are still three years before the script officially begins. Or perhaps it should be said that the protagonist ran away before the opening?"

He was sullenly water-skiing, letting his body spin in the hot spring with the swimming ring, muttering to himself,

"According to my script, no, even according to common sense, the protagonist who will appear three years later should be a tasteless coward who is obsessed with literary girls."

"He will push open the door to the truth in the deepest abyss and head to the hidden world."

"He will meet me, the devil who loves him the most, who will use the power and authority he does not have to tempt him and take his life."

"Dangers will come one after another. He might kill one or two dragons to get a taste of what it's like to be a hero. Maybe he'll tell the world about it? Maybe he'll be an unknown hero? After all, the ending of a good director is open-ended. I'm only responsible for the process. The ending is of course up to the choice of our protagonist."

The boy looked up at the spinning crystal lights.

"Maybe there will be a carefully planned love story. Although I haven't figured out the ending yet, it will probably be either a tragedy or a comedy."

"Our protagonist will slowly taste the wine of power and authority, but that moment will be at least three years from now."

"But who can tell me the answer, my girls?"

The boy opened his arms to the three girls. He tilted his head, looking puzzled.

"Why did our protagonist suddenly change?"

Eleven days a day, over.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 144: Without power, I started to pursue power

"A few days ago, he was the loser who wanted to drown himself in the literature club. How come he changed so much after just two days of sleep?"

He had no intention of getting answers from the girls, but instead he arrogantly talked to himself, saying words that the three girls could not understand.

“He ran on the red track, and he began to hold the knife. Instead of killing the enemy, he cut into his own heart first.”