My Master is Lin Zhengying

Nan Chen looked at the grimacing bronze mirror in his hand, and expressed his thoughts.

Li Dequan listened, and immediately said:

"Nan Daochang, it's not too late. Destroy this demon mirror now!"

"That's right, Junior Brother, since there is something wrong with the mirror, let's smash it now."

Qiu Sheng next to him also nodded and drank.

Nan Chen nodded slightly, this kind of evil mirror is harmful to people if kept.

Without any hesitation, he raised the bronze mirror high and was about to smash it to the ground.

The bronze mirrors in this era are basically a composite of copper, tin and lead.

To put it bluntly, it is brittle copper that can be smashed.

Therefore, even if bronze mirrors were used in ancient times, there were also rumors of broken mirrors...

But at this time.

There seemed to be wisps of cold air emanating from the bronze mirror.

The cold air followed Nan Chen's hand and penetrated into his body.

Immediately afterwards, Nan Chen only felt his heart tremble.

A feeling of reluctance rose in my heart.

Facing the bronze mirror, a certain desire to protect appeared unconsciously.

Faintly, Nan Chen heard a very charming voice:

"Young master, do you really want to hurt my family? I am your..."

Only Nan Chen could hear these words.

After Nan Chen heard this voice, his body suddenly became dull.

That special voice and strange breath quietly affected Nan Chen's mind.

In this state, Nan Chen hesitated.

There was even a voice.

Like another self, telling him in his mind;

Isn't it such a pity to smash such a beautiful mirror?

With the sound of this voice, Nan Chen's spirit actually appeared a little bit in a trance.

The resoluteness just now was actually concealed and weakened.

The hand that raised the bronze mirror was slowly retracted.

Seeing that Nan Chen withdrew his hand, Li Dequan, the head teacher next to him, couldn't help but be puzzled and said:

"Nan Daochang, why didn't you smash it?"

"Senior brother..."

Qiu Sheng also raised his eyebrows slightly, staring at Nan Chen suspiciously.

Everyone found that Nan Chen's expression contrasted too much.

Just now, he raised his hand and smashed the bronze mirror, but at this moment, he stopped abruptly.

With a loving face, staring at the bronze mirror in his hand, his expression also became weird.

Qiu Sheng, as the apprentice of Uncle Jiu, was a little impetuous.

But the sharpness of eyesight is still there.

There is a vague feeling that something is not quite right...

As for Nan Chen holding the bronze mirror, he didn't hear what the two said at all.

Holding the bronze mirror, I fell into a wonderful feeling.

In that feeling, the bronze mirror seemed to have become a rare treasure, full of possessive and protective desires.

The more he looked at the bronze mirror, the more Nan Chen liked it inexplicably.

"Wen Cai, Junior Brother, something seems wrong..."

Qiu Sheng noticed the clue and opened his mouth to Wen Cai.

Wencai said with trepidation:

"Then, what to do then?"

And Qiu Sheng shouted to Nan Chen in a deep voice:

"Junior Brother, Junior Brother, what are you doing? Why don't you do anything?

Come, give me the bronze mirror..."

Between the words, the tone increased.