Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei's Growth Life Simulator

"What do you mean, playing house?"

Even adults with samurai swords couldn't do anything to him.

Could a child, a child with a toy wooden sword, kill it?

What a joke!

At that time, Ming Mingfei lowered his head, ignored the evil ghost's ridicule, and asked Kocho Shinobu softly:

"Don't be afraid, Shinobu. Do you believe me?"

Believe him?

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

In a trance, she saw again the scene that she always forgot.

In the winter snow, the sleeping boy smiled and stood stiffly under the cherry tree that had long since withered.

Um--!

Shinobu Kocho's purple eyes overflowed with tears, and she nodded continuously.

Believe it! Of course I believe it!

How could that be, you don’t believe it?

"Really? Just believe it."

Shi Mingfei was murmuring, constantly recalling, recalling his life.

The new green dress on his body, the black and white scarf hanging around his neck, and the yellowish wooden blade held tightly in his hands, these were their gifts.

His parents who are a little 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, his sister Kanae who sometimes likes to play tricks on him, and the little Dumpling who cries under the eaves in the spring rain.

This was the existence he vowed to protect his entire life.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, those happy and perfect days, whoever tries to take them away from Shi Mingfei's hands, he will use his whole life's efforts to destroy the evil person.

He can't give much, just...

No matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, he swings the sword as usual for several years!

No matter the wind or rain, exercise day after day for several years!

And finally, a roar ignited by life!

As he was thinking and thinking, Shi Mingtou's hand holding the knife became stronger and stronger!

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

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

Until one moment, their eyes suddenly lit up with blazing flames, and with one strike, it was stunning!

"believe."

As everyone knows, today is a very special day, so Sifei posted three minutes later than usual. Please forgive me.

Chapter 37 Today is also a lucky day!

Om-!

Shi Ming Toufei suddenly looked up, and his ability to see through the world was brought to its fullest.

"Will suffice!"

His terrifying golden eyes gleamed, and he instinctively took a stance and took a deep breath.

Just the right amount, the right breathing circuit. The boy, who had never learned any breathing techniques, followed the vague images in his memory and left everything to his instinct.

Ming Fei knows,

Today! It's a lucky day too!

"Ninja, close your eyes!"

Shi Ming was shouting loudly, holding the wooden sword high in his hand, heavy air coming out of his mouth and nose, his voice was powerful:

"Breathing of Flame - Form 1"

Dazzling flames rose from the snow in the dark night, melting the snow under Ming Fei's feet and turning it into white mist!

The bright fire spread from under Shi Tou Fei's feet to his entire body, illuminating all the gifts given to him by his family - shining brightly!

In the very end, under the evil ghost's terrified gaze, all the scorching light was concentrated on the inconspicuous wooden sword.

"Shiranui Kai!"

The wooden sword burning with flames suddenly slipped out of his hand!

Whoosh-!

The golden flame line runs through the sky and the earth.

Puff!

Wooden blade enters the body!

He stabbed the evil ghost's chest fiercely and powerfully, splashing blood.

"No, it's impossible!"

The evil ghost, who was flying backwards in the air, let go of the snack in his hand in pain and yelled in his heart:

Not the Demon Slayer Corps!

It's not the Sun Blade!

Just a little devil!

Just a wooden sword!

How can it be!

how can that be!

Boom-!

"puff--!"

The evil ghost was nailed hard to the trunk of the cherry tree. Before he could fight back or even roar, he felt a sharp pain in his neck.

In an instant, blood gushed out!

The animal's eyes spinning in the air stared blankly at the cherry tree with red lanterns hanging on it not far away.

There,

A young man was holding a samurai sword, maintaining the same killing action as before, his black and white scarf dancing freely.

Blood was pouring down like rain, staining his entire body red, and his blue clothes looked a little darker due to the blood.

The evil ghost couldn't understand his expression, but it guessed that it must be full of ferocity!

tread--!

Shi Mingluofei landed lightly, spread her legs, and took a stance.

"I heard from Uncle Rengoku that if your heads weren't cut off by the Nichirin Sword, you ghosts would be able to heal yourself, right?"

Shi Minglu wiped the blood off his cheek and threw it on the bloody snowy ground, making a slight melting sound.

"it does not matter."

This time——!

He swung his knife again, slashing at the tender neck that had just grown.

"Because"

"I just keep going and going and going,"

Ming Fei raised his head fiercely and growled:

"Just chop until dawn!"

This time——!

This time——!

Under the watchful eyes of his family, the young man continued to swing the knife!

A knife!

Another knife!

Red flowers bloomed on the snow under the cold moonlight.

This isn't really a practice, but it can't be called a battle either. It's more like a thorough massacre!

Ming Fei's breathing was very steady, Ming Fei had enough physical strength, and there was no unbearable soreness in Ming Fei's arm as he swung the knife.

It is the perseverance over the years that ignited the stunning sword light at this moment!

"As for me, I've always wanted to ask you damn evil ghosts!"

"Always playing that boring game of cat and mouse!"

"What do you guys think of life as?"

The clear yellow sun climbed to the horizon and reached the tops of the snow-covered forests.

"47!"

"231!"

"369!"

"782!"

"976!"

"4361!"

Ming Fei counted them carefully,

A knife!

A knife!

Another knife!

Until dawn!

"That's enough, Mingfei!"

The Tokito couple, along with everyone else, came to Tokito's side without them noticing when.

Mrs. Shi Tou took the lead and held down Shi Tou's hand, which was waving unconsciously, and gently held it to her side.

Immediately afterwards, one hand after another, big and small, came together.

In the dim morning light, they gathered around the young man who had survived the night with his willpower, and whispered softly:

"Mingfei (little Mingfei, good son, good grandson), you have already..."

“You did a great job!”

The evil ghost's body was nailed to the bottom of the cherry tree by a wooden sword that had burned to gray and black. It was clearly not dead yet, and its neck was still bleeding, but there was no sign of a head growing out of it.

In fact, not long ago, Shi Mingfei's knife strikes had already missed the target.

The first rays of sunshine of the New Year are spreading across the earth.

It kissed the family hugging the unconscious boy, burning away some of the sin.

Boom-!

The rock pillar, Beimingyu, fell heavily on the snow and subconsciously looked in front of him.

In a trance, he who could not see seemed to see something. He saw the golden ashes of evil spirits lingering around.

The unconscious boy who was surrounded by everyone was unharmed.

The boy's face glowed in the morning light with a relieved smile!