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, while 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 filled with memories of the past, and his heart was filled with passion. No matter what his wife said, he did not 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 passed by in a hurry. If life shines like these stars, then this life will not be in vain.
The old man has white hair and white eyebrows, a 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 die 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 he was very domineering with every sword strike. He strode forward to cross the shoulder with the sword, stretched forward and then extended the sword first, using brute force and skillful strength to turn over like a hero.
The old man's movement skills are clever, 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 tired 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 new 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 kill the old man with his sword.
brush!
The man in black wanted to take action, but unexpectedly the old man suddenly opened his eyes. Years of experience had made him familiar with it. He held up 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 the 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 deserves to be 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 many years. Now you are eighty, and 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 and was afraid that the demons were attacking Ningcheng, so he used his teeth to turn into a mad sword, which was sharp and righteous. He also 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 terrified 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, and your thoughts will become a lineage and be passed down to disciples.
He used to kill demons with his sword, but now he is eighty.
"Pang Nian, now that the sect's barrier has been broken, our demon clan is so powerful that even the Tang family can't control us. Wherever there are two minds, there are demons. The human heart is like a big net, sometimes expanding and 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 saw the situation and dodged, roaring: "I was able to kill you more than ten years ago, and 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, but 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 to show 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 strong 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 turned around 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 escaped. I am ashamed of the devil! I am ashamed of the green robe! Pang Nian, I must find you, no matter what
Wherever you go, I will kill you.
"You can't escape! You can't escape!"
The man in black chased after them angrily, vowing to kill Pang Nian and his wife to serve the devil.