At that time, among the countless glances, there was one that he smiled at.

He asked, he had not yet learned the sword at that time, and was just a simple and simple young man.

They came facing each other, but they stood at the same time at the midpoint of the old bridge.

He looked at the sword that smiled at the sky.

Xiao Wentian looked at his piano.

He asked!

"His name is Colorful Xuanqin!"

With one voice, such a tacit understanding, it seems that the previous life has gone through a long journey together, as if it is ten thousand years at a glance.

It's as if they have come only for each other.

It is not an exaggeration to describe the scene of their first meeting at that time with "acquaintance with Jun Chu, like returning to an old friend".

At that time, they were all new to the imperial capital, and at that time, they were all here to take the entrance test of the Heavenly Palace Imperial Court.

The two of them spent their plates on the road, and when they came to the imperial capital, there was not much left, and the remaining plates of the two were just enough to buy a bowl of clear soup noodles.

Four bamboo chopsticks, two hands, and pick into a bowl of clear soup noodles at the same time.

Xiao Wentian carried a sword on his back, he carried a piano on his back, two handsome young men, eating a bowl of clear soup noodles at the same time turned out to be a good thing in the imperial capital, and it became the after-dinner conversation of the people of the imperial capital.

But that wrist face was the best noodles he had ever eaten, and in the years that followed, he had never eaten such delicious noodles again.

They entered the Tao together, entered the Heavenly Palace Imperial Courtyard together, and became the most outstanding students of the Heavenly Palace Imperial Courtyard for more than a hundred years.

He focuses on the way of the piano, and Xiao Wentian focuses on the way of the sword.

He played under the ancient banyan in the courtyard of the Heavenly Palace, and smiled and asked the sky to dance the sword on the ancient banyan, the sound of the piano was trembling, and the sword was chanting.

Piano and sword are in harmony, handsome boy!

A sword and a piano, a white and a black, aroused the most sincere friendship between the two teenagers.

They go on a tour together.

On the Huai'an Canal in Nandi, two young men one black and one white sat in a light boat, letting the boat sway.

He flicked his ten fingers, and the mournful and melodious tune attracted a ring of fish.

The sound of the fish leaping, the rhythm of the piano, the wind in the river, the spring scenery on the shore, and the boy in the boat.

A picture of great beauty.

At the moment when the fish jumped up, the young man with the sword on his back stabbed out, and dozens of fish were loaded in the boat.

At night, the two settled in the fishing village, but did not disturb the people.

He looked for firewood, smiled and asked the sky to peel fish with a sword.

Under the moonlight, there is no need for a beauty, two handsome young men sit alone on the riverside.

A pile of firewood, burning and burning, the smell of fish is tangy.

The most beautiful boy is none other than this.

He stroked the piano and laughed, he danced the sword and harmonized, and under the moonlight, the two quietly condensed each other.

attracted the fisherwoman's laughter, but the two of them passed by as if they were not eating the fireworks in the world.

In the early hours of that night, the Nandi Huai'an Canal, the river flooded,

With a single sword, Xiao Wentian cut off the entire canal, and then used his sword qi to block the river for a whole day and night.

He sat beside Xiaowentian, stroking the qin, and the sound of the distant piano was raised, and the colorful piano light turned into substance, like a colorful mountain curtain, helping to laugh and ask the sky to block the water.

I played for a whole day and a night, and my ten fingers oozed blood, and then I recuperated for more than three months, and I couldn't touch the piano

Thanks to the joint efforts of the two men, all the villagers of that village were evacuated safely and there was no loss of local property.

Since then, the name of the Sword Saint of Emperor Nandiqin has come from this.

Overnight, the good deeds of the Qin Emperor Sword Saint spread all over the heavens.

A sword and a piano to block the strongest flood of Huai'an water, if you don't see it with your own eyes, you definitely think it's pure funny.

That night, the purest sword qi, like a bright moonlight, set up a canopy of Dao Dao.

That night, the most pleasing colorful piano light stood up to the sky, becoming a colorful mountain curtain by itself, blocking the flooded water and returning.

The two of them joined hands in adversity.

The most beautiful boy is none other than this.

Then, the name of the Sword Master was excessive.

The swordsmen in the Three Kingdoms of Heaven disobey the name of the Sword Saint and frequently come to challenge.

Every time he competed, he would sit alone and touch the piano for a smile.

Every time, before the end of the piano song, smile and ask the sky to win.

Every time Xiao Wentian wins, he will personally bring a drink to Xiao Wentian to celebrate.

Two teenagers, one black and one white, one piano and one sword, one emperor and one saint, became the most dazzling people in the imperial capital.

At that time, when it came to Nandi's most prestigious young man, he must belong to the Sword Saint of Emperor Qin.

Later, together they became the deans of the Heavenly Palace Imperial Court, which was the first time in the history of the Heavenly Palace Imperial Court that there were two deans.

At that time, the emperor of Nandi, Tianyu Xiaotian, personally crowned the two of them, for which Nandi couldn't help but amnesty the world, and Nandi obtained two peerless geniuses from then on, and will definitely dominate the heavens.

However, no matter how strong the friendship is, it will eventually become fragmented in the face of reality.

At that time, Emperor Qin, driven by curiosity, walked into the holy place of the Heavenly Palace Imperial Courtyard, the Blood Dome Road.

He fainted a hundred meters from the end of the Blood Dome Road, and the Blood Drinking Soul Emperor took advantage of the situation to break into his spiritual realm and control his divine sense.

Since then, Emperor Qin has become a slave of the Blood Drinking Soul Emperor.

The two have since drifted apart.

Xiao Wentian slowly couldn't see the true face of Emperor Qin.

He has become bloody, aggressive, and plays with power, even wanting to dominate the Celestials, and he continues to work towards it.

And then it became what it is today.

They went from being best friends to being opposites of each other.

"Smile and ask the sky!"

The low, majestic voice sounded again, but the distance was closer.

The voice was boundless, turning into boundless coercion, and it came to the sky with laughter.

The pressure was eerie, as if it were coming from all directions, not from the same direction.

There is no way to avoid it, and there is no way to stop it, so you can only bear it stubbornly.

An icy force struck in the coercion, mixed with the flowing air.

For example, the cold snap of the Arctic surges down, and the temperature of the entire space drops sharply within a kilometer.

The Dao Ice Curtain was formed in an instant, and the space where Xiao Wentian was located was all frozen in ice, as if he was not standing high in the sky, but the human-shaped amber in the ice sculpture.

In the entire Demon Emperor Mountain Range, there was only one Sword Saint Xiao Wentian, who was dressed in black and stood in the void ice sculpture in a daze.

The figure is extremely beautiful, like a shadow standing in the air.

His eyes were closed, and he felt the freezing temperature around him, and the pores of his whole body were invaded by ice, as if they were about to freeze the blood all over his body.

However, no matter how cold and cold the surrounding environment was, there was no coldness.

The heart seems to sink into the bottom of the iceberg, without any temperature, without any beating, and it is more dead than dead.

The soul trembled into the ice sea hell, wanting to seek the original white-clothed boy in life.

His laughter at that time, his purity at that time, and his warmth at that time seemed to be gradually moving away from the smile and asking the sky, no matter how hard he tried, he could never hold it tightly.

His hand was grabbed by an invisible force, he couldn't get close to him, he couldn't see his face clearly, no matter how he called, the young man in white didn't look back, like a loose ice horse, constantly falling into the sea of ice.

Xiao Wentian only felt very cold, very cold.......