The end of life is memories, which are mixed with too much sadness and passion. Boyhood, youth, old age, life is so short and fleeting.
"Old man, it's time to rest!"
"What's the rush? It's still early."
When night falls, the stars are pleasing to the eye. Some people are happy, and some are sad. The happy people sleep peacefully, and the sad people feel uncomfortable. Just like this couple, they are eighty years old but seem to be worried.
The couple had a deep relationship. The old man sat on the chair and looked at the stars, feeling a little selfless. His mind was full of past memories, and his heart was filled with passion. No matter what his wife said, he didn't want to rest.
"It's been several years, and you're still this stubborn. If you don't give me a break, I'll take a break."
The old man ignored it. Looking at the stars in the sky was like looking at his own life. Time flew by. If life shines as brightly as these stars, then this life is not in vain.
The old man has white hair and white eyebrows, a beak and hooked nose, and a face full of wrinkles. He is wearing a brocade robe with a crescent knife beside him. Although he is old, he cannot hide the flame in his eyes, which is the flame of passion.
The old man stood up slowly with a machete in his hand, and kept motivating himself in his heart. I want to be young again. I don't want to leave this world yet. I still have a lot of things to do, so let me be young again!
brush!
The old man started practicing in the yard, and every move was very domineering. He strode forward to cross the shoulder with the knife, stretched forward and then extended the knife first. He used brute force and skillful strength to turn over like a hero.
The old man's movements were skillful and he must have been a master when he was young. But now he can't compare to those years ago. After a few rounds, he was exhausted and out of breath, and he lost his heroic appearance at that time.
"Old! So old!"
The old man sat back in his chair with a slight displeasure. The surrounding atmosphere was so quiet, no one disturbed him, and there was no noise from his wife. It was a good time to meditate.
The old man closed his eyes and began to relax his body. Everything around him had nothing to do with him. Many people envied such a life, but it was always accompanied by danger.
The old man fell asleep, but there was something more in the supposedly quiet courtyard. It was a black mist hiding in the corner, slowly walking towards the old man.
This black mist was afraid that the old man would find it, so it gradually transformed into a man in black, holding a sharp sword in his hand. Only a pair of blood-red eyes could be seen, and he wanted to raise the sword to kill the old man.
brush!
The man in black wanted to take action, but the old man suddenly opened his eyes. Years of experience made him know everything. He held the scimitar and blocked the man in black's sword.
"Are you a demon?"
The old man was a little surprised. Years of intuition told him that this man in black was something special. Those red eyes represented everything. He was either a monster or a devil.
"Pang Nian is Pang Nian. He is still so strong at the age of eighty. He is worthy of being the descendant of the swordsman Pang Ji."
"There are very few people who know about me, Pang Nian. It seems that you are well prepared?"
"Pang Nian, the swordsman, is from Ningcheng. When he was young, he took pleasure in killing people. I don't know how many people died in your hands, and you harmed my demon clan for so many years. Now that you are eighty, the demon king asked me to take your life. , to avenge my devil."
"You demon clan has done a lot of harm to people. You deserve to be killed by me. Now that the three clans have established themselves, you dare to come to me openly. Aren't you afraid that the Tang family will destroy your demon clan?"
The old man's name is Pang Nian, and he is a swordsman. In those days, demons appeared frequently in Ningcheng, causing unspeakable suffering to the people. Then an immortal named Pang Ji appeared. He could not bear the suffering of the people and fought against the demon general for three months, and finally killed him with one sword. After using his strength to cut off the demon body, Ning Cheng became much more stable.
Pang Ji chose to live in seclusion, but he was afraid that the demons were attacking Ningcheng, so he used his teeth to turn into a mad sword, which was sharp and righteous, and turned his thoughts into sword manuals. Pang Nian was Pang Ji's disciple and also a mad sword. The owner of the sword, since then, the devil has not dared to attack, and he is frightened when he hears Pang Nian's name.
The demon clan is rampant and harming Ningcheng, and the immortal Pang Ji destroys the demon body.
Choose to hide in the world and use the mad sword to become a disciple.
The man who used to destroy demons with his sword was now in his eighties.
"Pang Nian, now that the sect's barrier has been broken, our demon clan is like a broken bamboo. Even the Tang family can't control us. Where there are two minds, there are demons. The human heart is like a big net, sometimes expanding, sometimes shrinking, you people There is life and death, but we demons only have happiness, do you think you are still our opponent?"
"Although I, Pang Nian, am old, this crazy knife is not old yet. I want to see how capable you are of taking my life."
"In that case, I'll let you see it!"
The man in black stabbed Pang Nian in the throat with his sword. Pang Nian ducked and roared: "I was able to kill you more than ten years ago. I can kill you even now, just to let you know how powerful I am." He raised his sword and faced him.
brush!
Pang Nian struck with a knife, and the man in black raised his sword to block it. The mad knife fell and hurt his arm. Blocking the sword and kicking him was cruel. Sand flew and rocks fell to the ground. The chair shattered, showing his ruthlessness. The sword stabbed and every move would kill Pang Nian. , the knife struck, and the demon slayer came to my heart.
"Old guy, go to hell!"
Although Pang Nian was fierce, he was not as ravaged by time. He was no match for the man in black in several rounds. He was accidentally stabbed in the stomach by a sword in one move, and he fell to the ground with a forceful pull.
The man in black was overjoyed and shouted wildly that he wanted to take Pang Nian's life.
"Husband?"
A sword flew in the distance. Seeing the situation, the man in black raised his sword and stepped back. Then he spun his body and knocked the sword away far away. When he looked at Pang Nian, he unexpectedly was rescued by his wife.
The man in black burned the house with fire, and I felt very uncomfortable. I almost killed Pang Nian just now, but he actually escaped. I am so ashamed of the devil! Ashamed of the green robe! Pang Nian, I must find you. No matter where you go, I will kill you.
"You can't escape! You can't escape!"
The man in black chased after him angrily, vowing to kill Pang Nian and his wife to serve the devil.
