Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei’s Growth Life Simulator.

The plucked nails recovered incredibly like this, without any sign of injury, as if the experience in that space was just a dream.

Su Xiaoqiang did not feel the pain, but the burning of her fingertips and the redness that once bloomed in her eyes did not seem to be fake.

Moreover, the power called Time Zero was also deeply ingrained in my mind. When I woke up, I subconsciously caught the spilled water glass. The nurse's movements almost slowed down dozens of times and finally the glass fell steadily into her hand without spilling a bit. Jingying told Su Xiaoqiang that everything was not a dream!

Not to mention the alienation I felt when I saw my father just now, which was completely different from before but I had to admit!

Su Xiaoqiang found something was wrong with herself, from head to toe, from outside to inside

Staring blankly at the five-pointed maple leaf that was almost crushed by his daughter, Su Jingtian lightly pursed Qianlie's lips. Of course he knew that something was wrong with his daughter. The injuries caused by the Japanese bastard in the video healed strangely, and what happened just now The eyes clearly did not look like human beings.

But what does that matter?

It doesn't matter!

He only knows, and he only needs to know, what his daughter needs most now, and then taking action is enough!

"Of course not," Su Jingtian said softly like the warm spring sun.

Breaking through his instinctive fear, the man walked towards those eyes that looked obviously inhuman, slowly hugged his daughter from childhood to adulthood, patted her nervous hands loose, and gently,

"Xiaoqiang, I don't know if you are some kind of monster." Su Jingtian shook his head gently, and his words were as smooth as a flowing spring, smooth and clear,

"I only know that you are my and your mother's most precious daughter."

"Always," Su Jingtian gently pressed the little head to his chest. He ran his hands along the hair that was stuck together, and his voice was softer than his strength.

"Anytime, all the time."

The embrace she held was very warm, and the familiar temperature told the girl that this was still the most beautiful and safe harbor in the world.

Trembling all over, Su Xiaoqiang bit her lower lip and hugged her father uncontrollably.

Since entering junior high school three years ago, she has never done such a childish behavior.

But it's not surprising that Su Xiaoqiang would do this now.

Because at this moment, she may be stronger than all the adults within a ten-mile radius, but she is also as fragile and confused as any child.

"Yeah! I know," the vibrato was gently squeezed out by Su Xiaoqiang,

The restless golden eyes slowly extinguished, and a string of hot tears flowed from the closed corners of the eyes, breaking onto the broken leaves on the ground.

Together with the disappointment and fear that initially arose in my heart because my father noticed that his eyes were afraid of stepping, it was shattered.

It broke into the gentle spring rain, which warmed the frightened heart.

"I know, Dad."

"You are so old and you are still crying." Su Jingtian kissed the child's forehead gently, showing a look of disgust at the right time.

"Xiaoqiang, take a shower as soon as you are discharged from the hospital."

"You haven't washed your hair in two weeks and you stink."

The sound of "puff, cough, cough" suddenly rose from her throat, tears and laughter mixed together. Su Xiaoqiang wiped the corners of her eyes and cheeks, and her soft pupils reflected the man's unshaven beard.

"You too, your beard is getting stuck on me."

The slight estrangement brought about by the sudden drop in strength and bloodline was as clear as ice. Su Xiaoqiang confessed to her father everything she knew.

The experience in her memory, the figure who saved her.

It seems that the gradually increasing strength and spirit, as well as the magical power of time zero, are all interpreted by Su Xiaoqiang.

The more Su Jingtian listened, the more serious he became. When he saw that the overturned water glass appeared unscathed in his daughter's palm the next second, his brows furrowed even more tightly.

While instructing Su Xiaoqiang not to tell anyone, including his wife, Su Jingtian couldn't help but ask,

"Do you have any idea about the person who saved you?"

Su Xiaoqiang was stunned subconsciously, placed the cup on the bedside with a click, and then shook her head slightly.

He slowly looked out the window at the maple leaves, the dazzling light and warm wind blowing through his hair, revealing complex expressions in his eyes.

Su Xiaoqiang thought of the smell of that figure, the smell of the organization leader who she learned from her father had killed all the armed kidnappers No. 80.

The peaceful fragrance was very similar to what Lu Mingfei was wearing that day.

"But he said it wasn't him."

Su Xiaoqiang couldn't help but murmur, which attracted Su Jingtian's puzzled gaze, "Xiaoqiang, what's wrong?"

"nothing."

Su Xiaoqiang shook her head slightly and looked at the slightly stunned man with burning eyes.

"Dad! I want to learn kendo, not just a show, but the real kind."

The one that can protect yourself, the one that can hold the power.

No longer a burden, the one who can protect others.

Under the breeze and autumn sun, amidst the light alcohol disinfectant, the girl in hospital clothes saw the light in her eyes that was more determined than ever before.

That feeling of powerlessness that can only be reduced to a lamb to be slaughtered, shouting "no, no, no".

She, Su Xiaoqiang, has not forgotten!

On September 9th, the sky was clear and clear, and the breeze was blowing on our faces for three days. The sky was high and the clouds were pale in the distance, which stirred the hearts of the young people.

Since the day before yesterday, something big has been brewing among the first-year boys and girls of Shilan High School.

Centered on the return of Su Xiaoqiang, who had not been heard from for two weeks and was suspected of being a strong candidate for studying abroad, a strange surge in popularity began in class and campus forums.

No one knew what happened. They only knew that Su Xiaoqiang, who was originally known as the little goddess, but was actually "people-friendly", had changed.

It has become subtle, with a little bit of the unattainable quality of a flower of advanced age.

If the former Su Xiaoqiang's beauty and figure were enough to overwhelm the entire school, it was just because of her unabashed and proud mouth that added a bit of worldliness to her, which caused many people to lower their ratings when evaluating her in their hearts.

Although the result was a reputation similar to that of a swan with a spread-necked neck, Su Xiaoqiang also lost her temperament in the battle with the "piano princess" Liu Miaomiao, who was half as noble and elegant as her, and the "artistic girl" Chen Wenwen, who was gentle and restrained to the extreme. They are slightly inferior to them in terms of uniqueness.

It's not that Su Xiaoqiang wasn't popular among the crowd before. In terms of seniority, she was designated to be at the top of "This girl should be on the list!" It's just that although the boys admired her before, they couldn't help but think that Su Xiaoqiang was missing. A kind of awe-inspiring awe-inspiring like white moonlight - that is the most attractive thing to adolescent boys.

But the Su Xiaoqiang now is completely different from the one half a month ago. She seems to have been tempered by fire and blades, and has transformed into her own unique characteristics - like a swan spreading its wings, soaring into the sky, carrying a white eagle with it. The style!

The warmth of her words, the arc of her smile, her daily habits, and all the characteristics of Su Xiaoqiang have not changed at all.

Keren, but no longer that person.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Su Xiaoqiang is talking to former friends, and Su Xiaoqiang is sitting quietly in her seat reading a book in her spare time. Su Xiaoqiang is no longer as noisy as an arrogant princess. The light in her eyes flashes from time to time, hiding a touch of alienation and loftiness. ——Complete the awe-inspiring aspect that fascinates boys the most but dare not touch.