MTL - Within Ten Meters, Fly In Situ-Chapter 138 "You are the best master in this world."...

As these words fell, the piano points pouring out from his fingertips gathered into a sound array, covering the sky and the sun, and heading towards his pawnshop.

The world was soon filled with this emerald green, he had nowhere to escape, and felt fear for the first time in his life. Mo Hua's pupils trembled, and the Earth Fiend Sword was controlled by the sound line, and he fell into a short slumber. He staggered and trot backward for a certain distance, but soon, another faint fairy sound sounded behind him, and a wisp of black mist escaped from his body. This formation actually forcibly damaged his demon soul!

Mo Hua tried his best to suppress the soul, and was furious for a while: "Liu Chen, you..."

Liu Chen's expression was grim. Before he could finish speaking, his long and slender fingers continued to float on the silver strings.

Within the sound array, Mo Hua was like a mole imprisoned in a prison, with panicked eyes, scurrying around.

Piano skills like wind blades left him covered in cuts and bruises, his soul was unbearable and seemed to be torn apart at any time.

"This has to be Master."

He hooked his **** inward, the strings of the qin trembled, and the sound of the qin pierced through the sky in a low voice. At the same time, he heard Mo Hua cry out in pain, Liu Chen was unmoved, "This must be the seventy-eight people who died in Yuhuiyuan." disciple."

Mo Hua spit out a mouthful of black blood with a "wow", fell heavily to the cliff, and then rolled down the cliff to the ground, the dust flying all over the sky made him cough repeatedly.

With bulging veins on his forehead, he forced his head up and looked at Liu Chen unwillingly.

Liuchen held the blue Changli in his hand, condescendingly, making him look like an ant against the Demon Lord on his side.

Liu Chen's eyes were slightly cold, and before the last chord was played, he heard a "噗嗤", several silver needles flying from behind sank into his chest and back.

Not far away, Changxi and the demon disciples have surrounded the entire mountain range.

Blood stains stained his white clothes, his spine was still straight, and there was no trace of panic in his eyes.

Liuchen's eyes passed through the dust and fog, looking at Changxi coolly, and finally played Changli calmly, the melodious piano sound passed through the clouds on the cliff, and when everyone didn't realize it, the magic light hit Changxi's dantian.

Chang Xi snorted, clutched her stomach, and looked at Liu Chen with a little astonishment.

As the last string tone disappeared, the string broke from the fingertips with a "clank", and the torn string fell and dissipated in front of my eyes.

His body shook, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

Mo Hua gritted his teeth in resentment, stood up staggeringly and came to Liu Chen, summoned the Earth Fiend Sword again, and pressed the cold blade against his neck: "I will ask you last, where is the Fuyun mirror?"

Liu Chen was seriously injured, his soul was about to be scattered, and he knelt in the muddy sand, but he still didn't utter a word.

Among the three brothers, Liu Chen was the gentlest, but also the most stubborn.

Mo Hua originally thought that after suffering the pain of Duo Hun Sha, he would also change, but he never thought that he would be exactly the same as before.

Looking at Liu Chen who didn't say a word, Mo Hua felt a little sad in his heart for no reason, but soon, this insignificant compassion was swallowed up by anger. He closed his eyes, and his voice was more calm than before: "Liu Chen, I didn't want to kill you." He looked down at him, the corners of his eyes were a little moist, and finally turned into indifference, "You and my senior brother One, unfortunately..."

The last three words whispered a little regret.

Liu Chen didn't know what to think of, and smiled wryly, "Yes, it's a pity..."

A hundred years ago, at the foot of Changliu Mountain.

At that time, the winter was chilly, and the three brothers toasted and drank together, very happy. I remember that Mohua swore to Changyue that he would protect his junior for a long time in this life...

"Liu Chen, I don't see you."

Mo Hua retracted his gaze, and the blade in his palm passed through his body without hesitation.

The blade is cold.

Liu Chen saw his disciples standing in the distance in a daze, calling him "Master" one after another, and heard the blue bird singing, the sound was more melodious than any musical instrument, and finally seeing Xie Tingyun, he suddenly thought of Tibetan The jug of wine in Yuhui Yuan, I'm afraid... I will never have a chance to drink with him again.

After all the past events, there will be no day to return to spring and autumn.

Liu Chen let out a sigh of relief slowly, closed his eyes, and never opened them again.

Slap.

Yuqin shattered from his arms

—When Changliqin was broken, both he and Changqin died in the white night.

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Yun Wan, who was walking in front, suddenly noticed something.

She grabbed Yu Wuya, and couldn't help but want to turn around to take a look, but Liu Miaomiao grabbed her, "Don't look back..."

Yun Wan's heart suddenly turned cold, and she looked over in a daze.

Liu Miaomiao's face was full of tears, and the fingertips holding Yunwan's wrist were cold, "Wanwan, don't...don't look back." Her voice trembled uncontrollably, "We have to listen to Master, go back to Yuhuiyuan, find Fu Yun mirror."

She knows it better than anyone.

What does her master mean by going here?

She also knows better than anyone...he's not coming back.

But she is a senior sister.

Just like her senior sister did, she should take Yun Wan back to Yuhuiyuan properly.

"Brother, let's go quickly." When Liu Miaomiao raised her head again, her eyes were extremely firm, "Hurry up and go."

Yu Wuya glanced at Yunwan one last time, pursed his thin lips, and headed straight for Yuhuiyuan with the Chiyingjian.

There were Liu Chen, Su Wenzong and others defending in front, but not a single demon soldier caught up on the road.

Yuhuiyuan arrived in no time.

Their home was originally sparsely populated, but today, it is even more desolate.

There are mulberry trees in full bloom on the side of the road. In the past, the little blue birds would stop among the trees and sing in the long night. Going a little further, there is the Qin Tomb, in which seventy-eight sets of broken Qin are buried.

When the three of them passed by, the bell hanging on the door plaque rang, and it was as mournful as a lament.

Yun Wan and Liu Miaomiao seemed very silent, walking side by side, neither of them said a word, Yu Wuya followed behind them, only the sound of footsteps echoed around.

When passing by Yingxingyuan, Liu Miao stopped abruptly.

This is Liuchen's sleeping hall, the door is not closed tightly, the small bridge in the courtyard is flowing water, and the pear tree is already in full bloom, but the figure in the memory has not been seen.

"Wanwan." Liu Miaomiao suddenly looked over and twitched the corners of her lips, "We don't have a master anymore."

Slap.

Tears fell with crying.

Yun Wan froze for a moment, opened her mouth and didn't know how to react.

"Wanwan, we don't have a master anymore."

The emotions that had been suppressed for a long time broke out completely, and she lowered her head and cried badly.

In this short life.

She first lost her senior sister; then she lost her master. From then on, in this huge Yuhuiyuan, there is no longer a respectable person to pay respects to.

From now on... no one will protect her anymore.

Yun Wan slowly took two steps closer, carefully holding Liu Miaomiao's hand.

She hugged her into her arms and let her cry, while she silently let her vent without saying a word.

Yu Wuya glanced at the two of them silently, raised his finger lightly, closed the door tightly, and walked ahead.

After Liu Miaomiao cried enough, she continued to move forward.

The three of them soon arrived at the place where the Fuyun Mirror was. This secluded land was even more bleak than when Yun Wan first came. As soon as they stepped into the position, a sparkling water mirror floated from the ground to the sky.

The long silver-blue mirror exudes a brilliance as bright as the moon, forcing people not to approach it.

Yun Wan took two steps forward, her face was reflected in the mirror as clear as the surface of a lake, when she put her fingers close to it, she saw the mirror shaking, and the next moment, Liu Chen's figure suddenly appeared inside.

Yun Wan's eyes widened in disbelief, she held her breath, and stepped back a little.

Liu Chen in the mirror pointed his fingertips towards the center of the mirror, a drop of blood fell into it, and quickly spread into a red mist. Immediately afterwards, countless images flashed across it like a stop-motion movie, one scene after another...

Yun Wan stared blankly, and all his thoughts were plundered in an instant.

She touched the mirror, but all she touched was the cold emptiness, "Master...has already seen her future in the floating mirror." Her throat was dry, tears covered her eyes, "Senior Sister, it turns out that Master...he already knew .”

[If you know tomorrow, you will regret today. ]

This is what Liu Chen said to her in front of the Fuyun mirror.

But for him, whether every present is a miserable past.

He lives in the pain of the past all the time and refuses to wake up, that's why he walks towards the established fate so calmly.

"Wanwan, come here."

After the picture faded away, Liu Chen stood in the mirror and called her.

She wiped away her tears indiscriminately, and stretched out her hand reflexively to grab it. When the palm of her hand was swallowed by the mirror, Yun Wan staggered back two steps.

"Go."

Liu Miaomiao pushed Yun Wan, "This is a ray of spirit left by Master. After entering, he will send you back to three hundred years ago."

"Senior Sister..."

"Go!" Liu Miaomiao forced a smile at her, "I'm fine."

Liu Miaomiao caressed the red mole on her forehead, and couldn't stop telling her: "You must also wear the spirit seal, and you must not take it off. Listen to what Master said... Xie Tingyun lived in the Demon Realm three hundred years ago, and it was very chaotic."

Yun Wan held Liu Miaomiao's hand tightly, and nodded obediently: "I remember."

"You must be safe." Liu Miaomiao's eyes turned red again, "Don't... don't leave me alone."

Yun Wan held her face in her hands, pressed her forehead against hers, and said slowly, "Okay."

She withdrew her hand, took a deep breath, and walked in without hesitation.

The world in the mirror is a void, and in the middle stands an identical water mirror. Liu Chen stands in front of the mirror, looking at her gently, just like when they first met.

Yun Wan never believed that Liu Chen had left, especially when he was standing in front of him, which made her feel that everything was just a dream.

"Master..."

She stepped forward and raised her hand to touch, never thinking that her fingertips would pass directly through his body.

Yun Wan froze for a moment, and finally believed that what was standing in front of her was just a ray of soul consciousness drawn in advance.

He still smiled: "Three hundred years ago, the cycle of time and reality did not compare with reality. A day there is just a moment in the present. After you find the spirit bone, you don't need to do anything else, and the mirror of Fuyun will automatically send you away." Come back, this is the formation contract I set up."

A drop of Liu Chenshe's own blood formed a spiritual contract with Fuyun mirror, except for him, the rest can no longer use Fuyun mirror to see the future.

This is also his purpose.

Yun Wan didn't speak any more, and when she was about to step into the mirror, Liu Chen suddenly spoke.

"Late night."

She couldn't believe that he could still speak, so she couldn't help turning her head to look over.

Liu Chen stood not far away, looking at her with the same eyes as before, "I am not a good master, so I will leave you two behind."

She paused for a long time, her eyes flickering, "No." She said, "You are the best master in the world."

Not anymore.

Apart from Liu Chen, she would never have another such good master.

Yun Wan was very fortunate that Xiao Yunshan was able to be brought back to Yuhuiyuan after his training that day, and he accepted him as his apprentice.

It's just a pity.

As an apprentice, she will never wait until the day she becomes a teacher.