Kiritsu ran away, and Nanaya gave up continuing to chase and decided to go back and have a look first.

After this battle, he knew what kind of storm the Kiriki wanted to stir up again, and he had to weigh his strength again.

The blow of the sneak attack just now was not unsuccessful, judging from the blood stains in the soil along the way, the Kiritsu was injured, and the injury was not light.

"In this way, when he recovers his strength and comes out, the people and horses who participated in the Battle City Meeting should also return to their respective main cities, so that his plan to slaughter the main city of mankind should be considered shattered. ”

Shattered and destroyed, but still destroyed by the Kiritsu to six cities, which made Nanaya even more disgusted with the sword sealing snow.

It is unbelievable to be able to betray humanity to such an extent for the sake of selfish interests, so much so that shame is on the sidelines.

Back in the same place where the battle had taken place, the human monk he had rescued was still standing, motionless like a gray sculpture.

"Senior, that demon cultivator has been driven away by me, and he was injured, so he shouldn't appear again for a while, you can rest assured. Seeing that he was still standing, Qiye thought that he had not let his guard down, so he reminded him loudly.

As he spoke, he took dozens of steps closer and saw the other party's face clearly.

"Are you!Uncle Wang!?" exclaimed Qiya, who had just been talking to Kiriki, but had not paid attention to the appearance of the person he was saving.

Looking back now, he realized that this human monk had at least seven points of resemblance to an acquaintance he once remembered.

The only difference is that in just a few years, the person he is familiar with has changed from a middle-aged man to a man in the twilight of his life, and the wrinkles and gray spots on his face make it impossible to believe that he is only over half a hundred.

The wooden knifeman's eyes, which gradually became cloudy, had a hint of brilliance in the exclamation of the seven nights.

He saw the person clearly, and then, after a few breaths, he recognized the other person as well.

The fledgling boy who was once young is now verdant and no more, his face is no longer immature, and his hair is snow-white for some reason, but fortunately, his appearance has not changed much.

"It's you, Ye Qi, Seven Nights. He nodded, but the movement was slow as he could.

is not reluctant to give up the sword intent, it is not so good to make it, the wooden knife guest used four knives, which means that he squandered the rest of his life.

The Great Dao of Heaven and Earth is fair, there is always a definite number in the cycle of life and death, the breath of life is constantly being lost in his body, just now he was only seven or eight points old, but now he is completely old, and even the functions of his body are degrading.

"Uncle Wang, what's wrong with you, but I haven't seen you for a few years, how did you become like this!"

Qiye also saw that the wooden knife man's current physical condition was not good, because he could feel the death qi emanating from the other party's body through the Origin Method.

It's too heavy, it's too heavy, if the newborn baby is full of the vigor at the beginning of life, then what is lingering outside the body of the wooden knife at this moment is the endless death that represents the darkness.

The wooden knife man is the swordsman he met by chance when he first went to Shiwei Mountain, the dart master, Wang Buping.

They had a relationship, they had fought robbers together, and Wang Buping also gave him a sword, although it was just an ordinary two-foot Qingfeng sword.

Wang Buping sighed, he was also full of emotion to be able to see a former old man at the last moment of his life.

What reluctance, what obsession, in the end, it still can't withstand the power of life and death, the way of heaven is ruthless, this feeling of powerlessness made him let go of the hand that grabbed Acacia, and the whole person fell on the rock.

"Uncle Wang!" Qiye ran over with a sword step and helped the old man now.

"Seven nights. Wang Buping raised his hand, blocking the arm that Qiye wanted to help over, and then nodded a few points at the center of his eyebrows and heart.

A dense and extremely dark aura erupted from his body, and with these points of his, injected into Wang Buping's eyebrows and heart, the wrinkles on his face began to slowly decrease, and his hair even began to turn from gray to white, and then from white to black.

In just a few breaths, Wang Buping returned to his original appearance.

It's just that Qiye opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything more, and there was a sadness in his eyes.

Wang Buping's move can be described as a rejuvenation, but Qiye knows that the position of the center of the eyebrows and the heart is the most important place for a monk, and his doing so is tantamount to speeding up the speed of death.

If Wang Buping has three months to live after aging, then Wang Buping, who is now rejuvenated, has only three days left.

The gray qi he injected into the two places should be the exercises he cultivated, and this method of rejuvenation has a well-known name in the Demon Dao, called the technique of replacing life with death.

"Uncle Wang, are you from the Demon Gate?" Qiye didn't expect Wang Buping to have such a trick, and couldn't help asking.

After Wang Buping recovered his middle-aged appearance, the whole person exuded a different temperament, when he was forced to a desperate situation by the Tong ghost, he did break through, from the eighth realm to the peak.

His face was full of guilt, and after hesitating for a moment, he made up his mind to speak: "Actually, when I was at the foot of Shiwei Mountain, I was already a demon cultivator, and I was not an ordinary dart master, but you couldn't find out at that time. ”

Qiye's body shook, he really didn't expect Wang Buping to say this.

At the last moment, the appearance of Qiye saved him and allowed him to survive for three days, and Wang Buping decided to give it all up.

"Actually, we have already guessed the next plans and plans of Junzifeng through Xie Ziqing's action of sending a letter to Shiweishan, and the magician Master Yixiang decided to send me to pretend to be a dart master at the foot of Shiweishan, and cooperate with the two of the Li family to act in a play together. ”

"Of course, Lord Yixiang is just acting as a think tank, and it is your father, Lord Haocang, who really decides all this!"

Hao Cang had already arranged everything before going down the mountain in the seventh night, including Wang Buping, the Li family's grievances, the encounter between the City of Chaos and the Demon Master Yi Xiang, which had long been in their calculations.

It's just that even if Qiye knows the truth now, he just nods silently.

He is no longer the person he once was, and Junzifeng and Haocang have been missing for too many years, and now Wang Buping only has three days to live.

Even if he is angry and resentful, and feels that he is being used as a pawn, where can he really bear his anger?

Seeing that Qiye just nodded, but didn't say anything, Wang Buping couldn't help but sigh again. "Alas, sure enough, you have changed, when I was under the mountain, what I saw from you was vitality and sunshine, but now I can't see it clearly. ”

I can't see clearly, even if he is already at the peak of the eighth realm after breaking through, he can't see seven nights clearly.

Whether it was cultivation or what he was thinking in his heart at the moment, Wang Buping couldn't see it clearly.

"This is a good thing, at least you can live longer in such a world, unlike me, who can't even protect your beloved......"

Wang Buping muttered to himself, he also knew that he only had three days to live, so he had nothing to scruple about. After completing the task of Shiwei Mountain, he was rewarded by Haocang with the killing intent, and met his beloved, which was when he was complacent.

Later, the demon master Yi Xiang deliberately cooperated with the release of the demon clan on this day, and the people in the world were in turmoil, so he wanted to take his beloved back into hiding.

And then ......

Wang Buping finished telling his story, he stroked the rocks behind him, he exhausted his life to desperately protect this city, this city is more like a tomb, and there is a person buried in it, the person he loves the most.

"I wish you could bury me in it, and that's my last wish. ”

That's what Wang Buping said to Qiye.

When he spoke, the expression on his face was very calm, and it was hard for Qiye to imagine whether he was so calm when he swung out four swords.

After listening to Wang Buping's story, he knew what he had missed, but whether this miss was good or bad for Qiye, he couldn't tell himself, he just felt that the position of his heart was not painful, but a little itchy.

The itch that tickles my heart and can't be scratched, after listening to Wang Buping's experience, this feeling disappears again.

Qiye always felt that his heart position might bring him a lot of trouble in the future, but this kind of thing can't be escaped.

Just like Wang Buping, knowing that he only had three days to live, he still reluctantly returned to the cave behind him, while repeating it again.

Qiye didn't ask him, he didn't speak, and this situation lasted until the third day, which was also the last day of Wang Buping's life, when he held his acacia and re-assumed the role of a wooden knife man.

"Thank you for being with me for the past three days, and I know that time is also important to you. ”

The words of the wooden knife man are at least less verbose than Wang Buping, and he is a little uncomfortable for seven nights.

He stuck the acacia on the ground.

"Uncle Wang, you don't have to be so polite, logically speaking, you are still a member of my First Demon Domain, and it is not surprising that I, as the Demon Lord of the First Demon Domain, have done this. ”

"That being said, I still took advantage of you after all, whether it was once to deceive you, or whether it was wasting three days of your time now. So, finally, before I go to sleep in the Necropolis, I will give you one last piece of news, which can be regarded as my only remaining reward. ”

Wang Buping named his lonely city the Tomb City.

Nanaya felt that this name was very appropriate, because there were people buried in the city, originally one, and in the future there will be two.

But he also knew what Wang Buping wanted to tell him, but he didn't ask, even if Wang Buping didn't say it, he wouldn't take the initiative to ask.

As a demon cultivator who had completed the task of Shiwei Mountain, Wang Buping should be regarded as the elite of the First Demon Domain, and was deeply appreciated by the Demon Emperor Haocang and the Demon Master Yixiang, and he should be able to know some things to some extent.

For example, why Junzifeng disappeared, such as where did the Demon Emperor Haocang go after leaving.

What Seven Nights has been doing is nothing more than finding the master, and finding the father, that's all.

"I don't know where they will be, but I've heard Isang-sama say something about the supreme being of these two human monks. Lord Yixiang's original words were like this: 'The Ninth Realm has been rejected by the Heavenly Dao, and the human monks are destined not to be able to break through the shackles of heaven and earth and enter the realm where the ancient monks once been, Lord Haocang and the gentleman of the Righteous Path Sword Immortal Palace, as two peerless geniuses, will definitely not be willing to be trapped in the half-step realm of the eighth and ninth realms, but the Great Dao is like this, so why bother to try it without self-determination!'"

"What does he mean by this, since the Ninth Realm of the Human Race is rejected by the Heavenly Dao, how else can he try, how should he try?"

Qiye suddenly grasped the point of Yi Xiang's words, that is, what Junzi Feng and Hao Cang were going to do and how to try.

After Wang Buping put down the acacia, he walked towards the only cave in the tomb again, which was also the only exit, the exit of the living.

"Ancient Star Academy, I only heard this term from the mouth of Lord Yixiang, and the specific information about it should be recorded in the library of the First Demon Domain. That's all I say, I hope you will cut the lovesickness and seal the exit of the tomb, I don't want to be disturbed after we die. ”

This is the last time Qiye saw Wang Buping, and the last time he saw the back of the wooden knifeman.

Very broad shoulders, blood-stained light shirt swinging in the wind, no lovesickness, no reluctance, no madness and killing intent.

Approaching death sometimes does not mean pain and misfortune, and like this, it may be a kind of happiness.