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Ma Er is Ma Zhilong's nephew. In leading the army, he also has natural and fierce means. He is a natural general.

With him stationed in Northern Xinjiang, LIULANG and Yanxing can rest assured.

However, LIULANG still doesn't understand that Yanxing, who had vowed to stay in the white night city before, is still trying to persuade him to take over the power and stay in the white night city. How can he suddenly be willing to give up the white night city and give his power and ability to protect the people to ma er, who has not known him for a long time?

LIULANG was puzzled.

Yan Xing said with a smile, "there are many things in the world. Why don't I let go if I don't want to?"

He stroked the beard on his chin. "How far can my ambition support me? I have been protecting the safety of the great peripheral pass for decades. In a twinkling of an eye, I will be over 50 years old. I'm afraid I can't refuse to grow old. "

"But you're not the same. You're young and strong, and you're a piece of material that can lead soldiers. Why should I hold on to the talisman in my hand? If I only want to hold the military power from generation to generation, then I will lose my original intention to garrison the border. "

"Your brother, like you, is a dragon and Phoenix among the people. He is a very good material. I am very relieved to put the white night city into his hands. Young man, it takes time to hone. I'm willing to believe him! "

Hearing Yan Xing's high evaluation of Ma Er, Liu Lang sighed: "when we left Xiaoqing village, he was the only one left at home. I also told him to take good care of his wife and stop playing and making her angry. "

At that time, ma er was like his wife and father, let alone a child who had not yet grown up. His shoulders were still young and he could not fully bear the weight of a family. Unexpectedly, after less than a year, he changed so much!

Liu Lang's shock was seen in Yan Xing's eyes. He sighed deeply and looked bitter on his face.

"People always have to grow up. You will know what they have experienced." His words contain infinite desolation, grief straight let LIULANG listen to tremor unceasingly.

"Ma Er, he What happened? " Six Lang strong endure heartache of quiver meaning, ask.

Yan Xing's silence is not big, and his silence seems to deepen the suspicion in LIULANG's heart.

"General, Ma Er, he Is something going on? "

On the one hand, LIULANG was frightened, on the other hand, he felt impossible.

They also communicated with each other a few months ago. In the letter, ma er's tone was relaxed and his pen and ink revealed his happiness at the moment. LIULANG was still envious at that time, but

Yan Xing's eyes sank down, where there are several years of deposition of the vicissitudes of life, now wrinkled together, let him appear a bit sad.

"It's General Ma Zhilong." Yan Xing said in a sad voice, "Nanmo has calmed down the war, but there is a rebel who has not yet surrendered. When our soldiers rest, they set fire in the middle of the night..."

"Ma Zhilong..."

"In order to save several lieutenants trapped in the fire, he was burned and seriously injured by the fire..."

"In the end, he died..."

A few words that make people feel sad and startled, word by word from Yan Xing's mouth.

LIULANG felt his head buzzing.

"What, what What do you mean, general? "

He squeezed out a few words from his teeth and asked Yan Xing.

Yan Xing put his hand on Liu Lang's shoulder, "your master I went to... "

LIULANG sat on the chair with a sad expression and could not say a word.

"The emperor ordered a heavy burial of brother Zhilong. He fought in the battlefield all his life, but in the end he didn't even have a family. All the people who came to bury him were his apprentices and Deputy generals who he raised these years..."

Yan Xing sighed, "I don't say these words to make you sad, but to let you know that what your master cares about before he dies is the peaceful and folk music of Dazhou. If he is alive in heaven, he doesn't want you to put down Donglin's safety and go to his funeral..."

"General..." LIULANG slowly raised his head, "I just want to ask, my master's death Isn't it intentional? "

Yan Xing's eyes sank. "I know what you mean. Do you mean to say that your master's death was not caused by the arson of the rebels in the southern desert, but by the people fighting for power and power in the imperial court, right? "

"Yes." LIULANG said positively.

What kind of skill Ma Zhilong is. He raised him up and asked him to have martial arts strategy. How could he not know Ma Zhilong's ability?

An ordinary fire, to save a few unimportant deputy general

LIULANG intuitively thinks that Ma Zhilong's death is very strange.

Yan Xing sighed, "I had this suspicion before. It's just

LIULANG looks at Yanxing eagerly, expecting him to say something.

"It's just that I'm far away from your master. I can't get to his grave in time, even if I have a drink for him and talk with him for a while..."Yan Xing lamented endlessly that he and Ma Zhilong were also the mainstays of the court of the great Zhou Dynasty. They were stationed at the border of the great Zhou Dynasty, one in the South and the other in the north. Although they met a few times, they were very similar.

His death brings infinite sadness to Yanxing

"The cause of the master's death..."

Yan Xing interrupted, "the imperial court did not find any other problems after examining your master's body. At least that's the message ma er gave me. "

He patted LIULANG on the back. "The reason why they didn't tell you was that you were in a state of lack of skills. Mai ER was missing and I didn't know where he was. You had to be responsible for the war in Donglin. If they told you about your master again, I'm afraid you would be in a mess."

With a sigh, he exhorted, "don't be too sad. Your master has done his best in this life."

Liu Lang's sad eyes looked out of the south window, "is Shifu has never been sorry to anyone in his life. We are the only ones who have been raised by him, and we have not yet had time to repay his apprentices. "

"Master..." There were tears in his eyes, and he murmured down the cry of grief.

Although he didn't remember meeting Ma Zhilong, he was heartbroken to learn that he was LIULANG's teacher.

For two days in a row, LIULANG's eyes were red, and his appetite was much smaller.

Seeing that he ate little at night, he just stood in the courtyard and looked at the moon in the sky. His back seemed to be a little thin, and he Mai couldn't bear it.

She went out of the yard and put on a cloak for him. She said in a low voice, "if you look like this, Shifu will blame you."

Seeing that he Mai was coming, Liu Lang forced a smile on his face. "Master, he Never blame me. "

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