Ma Er is Ma Zhilong's nephew, and he also has a natural and resolute approach to leading the army, and he is a natural general.

With him stationed in northern Xinjiang, Liulang and Yan Xing can rest assured.

It's just that Liulang still doesn't understand that Yan Xing, who had sworn to stay in White Night City before, was obviously trying his best to persuade him to take over the power and stay in White Night City, why was he suddenly willing to give up White Night City and hand over the power in his hands and the ability to protect the people to Ma Er, who had not known him for a long time?

Rokuro was puzzled.

Yan Xing smiled and said, "There are many things in this world, where is it that I don't want to let go, so I don't have to let go?" ”

He stroked the beard on his chin, "How far can I go with what I think is ambitious?" I have been protecting the safety of the Great Perimeter Pass for decades, and in the blink of an eye, I will be over half a hundred years old. If you don't accept the old, I'm afraid it won't work. ”

"But you are not the same, you are still young and strong, and you are a piece of material that can lead the army in battle, so why do I still hold the talisman in my hand and not let go? If I just want to pass on the military power from generation to generation, then I will lose my original intention of being stationed at the border pass. ”

"Your brother is the same as you, he is the dragon and phoenix among the people, the best among them, and he is a very good material, I am very relieved to put White Night City in his hands. Young people, it always takes time to hone it, and I want to believe him! ”

Hearing Yan Xing's evaluation of Ma Er so highly, Liulang sighed in his heart and said, "When we left Xiaoqing Village before, he was the only one left in the family. I also told him to take good care of his wife and stop being playful and making her angry. ”

At that time, it was said that Ma Er was like a personal wife and father, let alone like a child who had not yet grown up, his shoulders were still immature, and he could not fully bear the weight of a family, but he did not expect that in less than a year, his changes would be so big!

Liulang's shock was seen by Yan Xing, and he sighed deeply, with a bitter look on his face.

"People always have to grow up, and you know what you have experienced." There was infinite desolation in his words, and the grief made Rokuro tremble when he heard it.

"Ma Erta...... Did something happen? Rokuro asked, holding back the trembling of heartache.

Yan Xing was not silent, and his speechless appearance seemed to deepen the suspicion in Liulang's heart.

"General, Ma Erhe...... Did something happen? ”

Rokuro was frightened on the one hand, and felt impossible on the other.

The two also exchanged a letter a few months ago, in which Ma Er's tone was relaxed, and his pen and ink revealed that he was happy and comfortable at the moment, and Rokuro was still envious at the time, but ......

The corners of Yan Xing's eyes sank, and there were a few vicissitudes of life that had been deposited over the years, which were wrinkled together at the moment, making him look a little sad.

"It's General Ma Zhilong." Yan Xing said in a sad voice, "Nanmo has already pacified the war, but there is a small wave of rebels who have not yet surrendered, and while our soldiers are resting, they set fire to it in the middle of the night......"

"Ma Zhilong ......"

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

"In the end, he died, ...... died"

A few heart-wrenching words popped out of Yan Xing's mouth.

Rokuro felt his head "buzz".

"W-what...... General, what are you talking about? ”

He struggled to squeeze a few words out of his teeth and asked Yan Xing.

Yan Xing put his hand on Liulang's shoulder, "Your master...... Went to ......"

Rokuro sat on the chair with a sad expression and couldn't say half a word.

"The emperor ordered the burial of Brother Zhilong, he fought on the battlefield all his life, and in the end he didn't even have a family, and the people who came to the funeral were all the apprentices and deputy generals he had raised over the years......"

Yan Xing sighed, "I don't say these words to make you sad, but to let you know that what your master cared about before he died was still the Anbang folk music of the Great Zhou, if he had a spirit in the sky, I didn't want you to put down Donglin's safety and go to his funeral......"

"General......" Rokuro slowly raised his head, "I just want to ask about the death of my master...... Didn't people do it on purpose? ”

Yan Xing's eyes sank, "I know what you mean. Do you want to say that your master's death was not because of the arson of the rebels in the Southern Desert, but because the people in the court who fought for power and power had a black hand on your master, yes or no? ”

"Yes." Rokuro affirmed.

What kind of skill Ma Zhilong is, raised him and called him martial arts strategy, how could he not know Ma Zhilong's ability?

An ordinary fire to save a few inconspicuous lieutenants......

Rokuro intuitively thought that Ma Zhilong's death was very strange.

Yan Xing sighed, "I had this suspicion before. Just ......"

Rokuro looked at Yan Xing eagerly, expecting him to say something.

"It's just that I'm at the end of the world from your master, and I really don't have time to rush to his grave, even if I serve him a glass of wine and talk to him for a while......"

Yan Xing lamented infinitely, he and Ma Zhilong were also the mainstays of the Great Zhou court, stationed at the border passes of the Great Zhou, one in the south and the other in the north.

He died, and what he brought to Yan Xing was also infinite sentimentality......

Rokuro couldn't help but say bitterly: "The cause of the master's death ......"

Yan Xing interrupted him, "The court has examined your master's body, and no other problems have been found. At least, in terms of the information that Ma Er brought me, it was like this. ”

He patted Rokuro on the back, "The reason why they didn't tell you was because they thought you were lacking skills at that time, Mai'er disappeared and didn't know where you were, and you have to be in charge of the war in Donglin, if you tell you about your master again, I'm afraid you will be anxious." ”

Sighing, he comforted: "Don't be too sad, your master has fulfilled his duties and done his best in this life." ”

Rokuro's sad eyes looked out the window to the south, "Yes...... In the master's life, he has never been sorry for anyone, only our group of apprentices who were raised by him, and we have not had time to repay him after handing over our skills......"

"Master......" With tears in his eyes, he muttered one cry after another of grief.

Although He Mai never remembered that he had seen Ma Zhilong, he was still heartbroken by Rokuro's reaction when he learned that the other party was Rokuro's master.

For two days in a row, Rokuro's eyes were a little red that could not be dissipated, and the amount of food he ate was much smaller.

Seeing that he ate very little at night, he stood in the courtyard and looked at the moon in the sky after eating, and his back seemed to have lost a little weight, and He Mai was a little unbearable.

She went out of the courtyard and put on a big hat for him, and whispered, "You look like this, the master sees it, and he will blame you." ”

Seeing that the person who came was He Mai, Liulang's face barely squeezed out a smile, "Master, he ...... Never blame me. ”