When this group of chess spectators heard the man holding the white chess say that he was worthy of "winning the world", they couldn't suppress their excitement and rushed to surround them.

The rest of the people who were hiding under the shade of the trees saw that this place was so lively, and they inevitably aroused some curiosity, and they all leaned towards this side one after another.

And the black-robed man who played the last move was ignored at this time.

The black-robed man took a few steps back nonchalantly, giving more place to the chess spectators.

"Big brother, you really know how to play chess! I think you're really good, as if there's nothing in the world you can't do! ”

There was a pleasant exclamation behind the black-robed man, and when he turned around, he happened to see Gu Qingyue, whose eyes were full of admiration.

Qin Nian'an's pride was almost written on his face, but his mouth was still pretending to be modest, "I don't know what to play chess, I just learned a little bit of skin, and I just happened to see a good move in this game of chess, so I couldn't help but take it out and offer it ugly." ”

Gu Qingyue's face was serious, and she actually opened her mouth to comfort: "It's okay!" The big brother is already very good at knowing a little bit of chess, and if I were to play it, I might lose it all at once. ”

Although Gu Qingyue didn't lie, it was indeed very powerful to understand a little bit in her heart, but after all, the previous expectations were so high, and now there will be a sense of disparity.

Originally, seeing that group of people were so excited, she thought that the big brother's "Shengtian half-son" was a particularly powerful thing, but the big brother had just made it clear to her that he only knew a little bit about playing chess.

What Gu Qingyue said was something Qin Nian'an didn't expect.

This little girl seems to be serious.

Qin Nian'an looked helpless, this little girl usually looks quite clever? Why did you drop the chain at a critical moment?

He was distressed when he heard a melodious sound of the piano in his ears.

Not only Qin Nian'an, but everyone on the field heard the sound of the piano, and even those who were studying the chess game were attracted by the sound of the piano.

Everyone, without exception, looked in the direction where the sound of the piano was coming from.

I saw a young man leaning against a tree, his face carved out, his eyes closed, as if he had been immersed in his own playing.

He had a piano on his lap, and his fingers were on the strings, plucking them back and forth on the strings in turn.

The sound of the piano is also raised and frustrated, and it is tactful and exciting.

The sound of the piano came to an abrupt halt before I knew it.

At the end of the song, the aftermath lingers, which is endlessly evocative.

"This piano looks like a lyre, right?"

The young man's piano was broken by someone in the crowd, and everyone stood up to respond.

"I also think it looks like a lyre."

"I'll just say, how can I think this piano is so familiar! It turned out to be the famous lyre. ”

"There is no doubt about it, with my years of experience, this instrument must be a lyre."

The lyre belongs to the silk of the eight tones, with a wide range, deep timbre, and a long aftersound.

But all this is its advantage as a piano, and it is really famous in the ears of the world thanks to the seventh-stringed layman in the world.

From the day when the seven-stringed layman became famous in the world, the lyre was presented as a weapon for the first time in the eyes of the people of the world, and before that, no one had ever thought that a qin could also become a weapon.

Qin Nian'an listened to everyone talking about it, and he also heard a little about the lyre, after all, the weapon used by the seventh seven-stringed layman in the world was the lyre.

However, there are not many lyres in the world, and this seems to be just an ordinary lyre, and it is not the presence of a lyre in person, how can it cause such a big movement.

Qin Nian'an was very curious about this question, and he walked towards a short man who was closest to his position.

The short man was gathering with a few other people with great interest to discuss something, and Qin Nianan stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder.

"Who!"

The short man who was suddenly patted on the shoulder turned his head a little impatiently, and after seeing Qin Nian'an, he instantly extinguished the anger that had just ignited in his heart.

He had been watching the previous game of chess, and he didn't want to miss a moment at all.

The level of attainment in that game was beyond his reach, and it could even be said to be the most exquisite game of chess he had ever seen in his life.

And now the black-robed man standing in front of him, he just left behind a son who decided the outcome of the game, and that step was even called "Victory in the Sky and Half a Son".

This kind of master can easily offend himself.

With Qin Nian'an's observation, he could naturally detect the subtle changes in the expression on the short man's face, but he didn't care too much.

He pointed to the young man leaning against the tree and asked, "Why are you talking so fiercely, could it be that this person is the legendary seven-stringed monk?" ”

The short man's eyes widened and he said in surprise, "How could he be a seven-stringed layman!" He can't be a seven-stringed layman! ”

Qin Nian'an didn't understand the meaning of the short man's words, and frowned: "Have you ever seen a seven-stringed layman?" ”

The short man hurriedly shook his head, "I would like to, but where can I see the seven-string layman, I still know what my identity is, how can I have the opportunity to see the seven-string layman!" ”

Qin Nian'an became more and more puzzled, and asked, "Since you haven't seen a seven-string layman, how can you flatly deny that he is not a seven-string layman?" ”

The short man was speechless when Qin Nian'an asked.

He smiled bitterly and said, "My lord, aren't you a master of the world?" ”

Qin Nian'an looked strange, and he seemed to sense that something was not quite right, "If you have anything to say, just say it." ”

The short man laughed embarrassedly, and then told Qin Nian'an everything he knew, "Just a few days ago, there was a white-haired old man who walked to the foot of Qixian Mountain on foot, and I don't know what kind of deep hatred he had with Qixian layman. ”

The more the short man spoke, the more excited he became, and his hands couldn't help but gestur, as if he had seen the scene of the two fighting.

Qin Nian'an's interest was aroused at once, and he said curiously: "Who won in the end?" ”

As soon as he asked this question, he replied to himself: "It must be that white-haired old man who won, the seven-string layman must need to recuperate after being seriously injured, and it is absolutely impossible to come out to travel in a short time, so this man can't be a seven-string layman, isn't it?" ”

The short man shook his head and said solemnly: "It is indeed the white-haired old man who won, but the seven-stringed monk was not seriously injured as the adults said, but fell directly in the battle between the two, and his body was scattered with the wind, and his bones were gone." ”

Qin Nian'an's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but be surprised, this answer was completely unexpected by him.

His guess can be said to be very close to the truth of the matter, but it is still a little bit less interesting.

The final answer is indeed unacceptable, although the seven-string layman has not shown his true strength to the outside world, but after all, he is the seventh in the world, and he is also a first-class master above countless people.

Who would have thought that the seven-stringed layman who was at his peak would fall so easily.

After thinking for a moment, Qin Nian'an asked, "Who is this white-haired old man?" The person who can kill a master of a product can't be an unknown person, right? ”

The short man smiled and played with taste: "He's really an unknown person!" Before that day, no one in the rivers and lakes had ever heard of such a number one person! ”

Qin Nian'an was stunned again when he heard this.

The short man thought for a moment, then said, "Sounds outrageous, right? But that's not all! I heard that the white-haired old man was not a first-rank when he fought against the seven-string layman, but was promoted to a first-rank after killing the seven-stringed layman, which is simply unheard of. ”

The lord of the Rakshasa Mansion is famous for his ability to fight from a product to a product without being defeated, and is called the first person under a product by the people in the rivers and lakes.

But now that a fierce man who can kill a product with the cultivation of a product from a product has appeared out of thin air, is the title of the first person under the Rakshasa Mansion Lord a bit undeserved.

Wrong!

The lord of the Rakshasa Mansion is still the first person under the first grade, and the white-haired old man is already the first grade.

After Qin Nianan figured out the ins and outs of the matter, his eyes looked around the crowd, as if he was looking for something, but in the end he still didn't find it.

He originally wanted to get to know the two people who had played chess before, and he could vaguely sense that there was something unusual about these two people.

But since fate has not arrived, there is no need to force it.

…………

In the distance, on the top of a high mountain, clouds and fog shrouded in mist.

Almost everything in it is not real.

But if you put a lot of effort into it, you can still barely see two blurred figures.

Two figures standing on the top of a high mountain.

If Qin Nian'an happened to be here, he would definitely be able to recognize the identities of these two figures.

These two men were the people he was looking for.

The two of them stood on the top of the mountain like gods.

The man holding the black chess piece looked into the distance and was the first to speak: "Who is that young man?" ”

The man with the white chess did not answer immediately.

He closed his eyes, thought for a long time, and replied, "It should be the young master of the Qin family." ”

Fortunately, Qin Nian'an didn't hear this, but he thought that Dong Nanguan's identity was seamless.

The black man frowned and asked, "Which Qin family?" ”

The white man laughed, "Except for the one in Chang'an, which Qin family is there in this world?" ”

The Qin family in the world, only the Chang'an family.

The man in black was silent.

The wind rises.

The two figures on the top of the mountain swayed in the wind, becoming more and more indistinct.

A long sigh came from the top of the mountain, and I don't know which of the two figures it was.

After a long sigh, another ethereal sentence came out, "In the end, I still entered the game." ”