Chapter 169
Yu raised her hand and waved slightly to Luo Yingyue, "Little one, I'm back——"

Luo Yingyue smiled, since the first time she saw him, he has always looked like this, and he hasn't changed a bit in the past ten years.

"Yeah, back—"

The man waved at her, "Come here——"

Luo Yingyue walked over and sat down beside him.

The faint peach blossom fragrance on Mo Lingyan's body was refreshing.

"I haven't seen you in seven years?"

"Yeah—seven years—"

Mo Lingyan turned her head and looked at him quietly, smiling extremely warmly.

"Let me take a good look at what the little one has become."

Luo Yingyue was silent, but there was a smile on her face.

The veil on his face was slowly lifted, revealing that terrifying face.

The smile on Mo Lingyan's face didn't fade away, "As a teacher, I still think that after seven years, you should grow into a stunning beauty—"

Luo Yingyue looked at him quietly. To her, Mo Lingyan was a mysterious existence. Perhaps, to the world, he was a mysterious existence.

Lingyan Pavilion Master, this name once left a deep imprint on the entire Beizhao Dynasty, and even the entire Zhongzhou Continent, but later, it evaporated from this world like light smoke.

When Luo Yingyue saw Mo Lingyan for the first time, he was also dressed in silver clothes, sitting quietly under the peach blossom tree playing the piano, as beautiful as an exile.

That year, after she was reborn, she was five years old.

I still remember when she asked, "Are you human?"

Mo Lingyan laughed lightly, "Little boy, do you believe that there are demons in this world?"

Luo Yingyue stared at him, nodded, without hesitation, "I believe."

She was able to be reborn into Luo Yingyue's body from the 21-year-old Qi Yue, and such a strange thing could happen, so she naturally believed that there were demons in this world.

Mo Ling's purple eyes, as light as an ancient pool, reflected two rays of light, "Little one, where did you come from?"

"What do you think?"

Mo Lingyan got up, picked her up, and held her face to face in front of him. Luo Yingyue's black jade-like eyes were as calm as the winter wind.

Mo Lingyan was startled, "Little boy, your soul doesn't belong here."

Five-year-old Luo Yingyue was taken aback, "Are you really a demon?"

"Hehe——" Mo Lingyan chuckled, put her down, sat back under the peach blossom tree, and played the piano without saying a word.

The sound of the piano is in the picture, but it is inexplicably sad.

Luo Yingyue only vaguely saw a woman in red, like a fire butterfly, falling from the city wall.

She quietly listened to Mo Lingyan finish playing the song 'Killing the City', but only saw that blurred picture.

It was not until a long time later that Mo Lingyan said, "I am destined to be with you, so I will be your master."

"I don't need Master."

"Little boy, what can you do with your current body?"

Luo Yingyue was startled, but Mo Lingyan could see through it at a glance, she had a body that was useless.

"Although you can't practice martial arts, it doesn't matter if you practice the piano. Do you want to learn from me?"

"Give me a reason."

"Um?"

"The reason for learning the piano from you."

"Little one, you have no choice. You are destined to be extraordinary in this life, and you are also destined to worship me, Mo Lingyan, as your teacher."

Luo Yingyue narrowed her eyes, facing this man who suddenly appeared like a banished fairy, although she had many doubts, she didn't feel the murderous aura in him, but was gentle like the wind.

(End of this chapter)

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