The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 1066: Master and apprentice

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Six days later, outside Guyun City.

There is a grave here.

Fu Xiaoguan thought that after so many years, this tomb would have been invisible for a long time, but he never thought that it would still be the same as yesterday.

The stele in front of the tomb looks like it has not been cleaned for some days and is covered with dust, but the three words on the stele are still clear: Peng Chengwu!

"Liu Jin, get a whisk."

Liu Jin handed over the whisk in his hand, and Fu Xiaoguan took the whisk and carefully wiped the ashes on the tombstone.

Liu Jin felt a little strange. Three days ago, there was a taller and larger monument next to the Xiaohe River. His Majesty also used a dust whisk to carefully clean the dust on it.

His Majesty said that this is the monument to the Battle of Xiaoheyuan, and the bones of tens of thousands of soldiers are buried under it.

Liu Jin didn't know how brutal the Battle of Xiaoheyuan was. No one here except Xu Yunqing had seen it from a distance.

Those are the soldiers of the First and Second Army of the Excalibur. They sleep here, and their heroic souls also stay here, seeming to be silently watching the earth-shaking changes that have taken place in this land.

His Majesty laid a wreath in front of the monument, which was made of flowers from the grassland.

His Majesty also lit incense wax and burned a lot of paper money, but he did not say a word, as if he was silently mourning.

At this moment, His Majesty came to this lonely grave again. Who is this man named Peng Chengwu?

"He is the former northern frontier general, one of the people I admire in my life."

"In the battle of Xiaoheyuan back then, if it hadn't been for General Peng's great righteousness... the outcome of the battle would have been two-sided."

Fu Xiaoguan brushed off the ashes on the tombstone, took the fragrant wax from Liu Jin's hand, lit it, and placed it in front of the grave.

"Everyone will die after all. It can be as light as a feather or as heavy as Mount Tai. He chose to die as heavy as Mount Tai... This is what deserves my respect for him."

He lit the paper money, which burned brightly in front of the monument.

He looked at the monument silently, with neither happiness nor sadness on his face, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a long time, the pile of paper money burned up, he looked into the distance again, turned around and went to the motorcade.

……

On the other side of the grassland, Su Changsheng held up a telescope and looked carefully.

He has been watching this journey for five days.

He didn't quite understand what Fu Xiaoguan was doing. Fu Xiaoguan was now the leader of the world, and he was actually paying homage to the former martyr and Peng Chengwu.

"This emperor still has some conscience."

"But because of his instruction, your forest of swords and my mountain of knives no longer exist."

"...If it weren't for this, I don't think I would have come to kill him."

Tu Lan smiled and glanced at Lu Xiaofeng, "A woman's kindness!"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled calmly, "Your Liao Dynasty... I'm afraid it has become a thing of the past."

"Do you so firmly believe that they can defeat the 450,000 Thunder Army?"

Lu Xiaofeng looked up into the distance, and after taking a few breaths, he said, "Do you think the Thunder Army can serve their master like the Great Xia Army?"

Tulan was stunned, thinking about what Fu Xiaoguan had done, and closed his mouth.

Su Changsheng continued: "The Thunder Army cannot defeat the Great Xia Army, even if it is 450,000 against the Great Xia Army's 200,000."

"Then why do you want to start such a war?"

Su Changsheng laughed, "This world is too lonely, beating would be more lively."

"...That's it?" Lu Xiaofeng asked in disbelief.

Su Changsheng put down the telescope, "That's it, let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice sounded in the distance: "Brother, stay!"

Su Changsheng frowned slightly and turned around slowly. Three figures rushed towards him and soon stood in front of him.

The fat man is holding a Mauser rifle in his hand!

"Junior brother...are you okay?"

"Brother, are you okay?"

Su Changsheng laughed again and pointed at the gun in the fat man's hand: "Did my close disciple come up with it again? What's its name?"

"It's called a Mauser rifle."

Su Changsheng frowned slightly and his heart sank. He had never heard of it before. This was not a good thing.

"Just the three of you?"

The other two are Su Jue and Gao Yuanyuan, who also hold a Mauser rifle in their hands!

"You two...are you going to attack my teacher this time?"

Su Jue bowed and said, "Master, he is your last disciple and our junior brother."

"You mean...it's safe to turn around?"

"...Maybe I can meet my junior brother."

"How about I kill you three first and then go see him?"

Gao Yuanyuan took a step forward and bowed, "Master... I'm afraid you won't be able to do as you wish. Please take a look..."

Two more figures descended from the sky, and a voice said loudly in the air: "Su Changsheng, long time no see!"

He is Yu Beidou!

Another person fell in front of Su Changsheng, his face as cold as frost: "I'm here for revenge!"

He is Ning Fatian!

They actually had Mauser rifles in their hands!

Su Changsheng raised his eyebrows and looked at Wu Dalang, "How did you find me?"

Wu Dalang grinned, "Don't forget that Su Jue is a master of alchemy. The last time he fought in the Daxianbei Mountains, he left a scent on you."

"Oh... I'm careless, but," Su Changsheng's gaze slowly swept over, "But there are only five of you, and I have six here."

The fat man raised his gun and aimed it at Su Changsheng, "With this, I'm afraid it will be enough."

"Brother, you said a few years ago that with guns, there is no need for Jianghu to exist. So what do you think now?"

Before Wu Dalang finished speaking, "Bang...!" he shot Su Changsheng.

He deflected the gun slightly with this shot, hitting Su Changsheng's right shoulder. Su Changsheng was wearing a bullet-proof clip, but the shot still penetrated the bullet-proof clip, causing Su Changsheng to stagger. His left hand covered his shoulder.

"Junior brother, you don't respect martial ethics!"

"Brother, the winner is king!"

"Bang...!"

He fired the second shot, and this shot hit Su Changsheng's left shoulder armor, causing blood to spray out. The other five people all stood stunned on the spot - how to fight like this?

The four of them, Su Jue, also raised their guns.

"So, the era of Jianghu has really passed. You don't need the sacred weapon of a small official, just this thing, you can easily kill a saint."

The fat man aimed at Su Changsheng's chest, "Senior brother, if you don't believe me, just draw your sword and try it. Oh, I forgot to tell you that the **** Thunder Army you worked so hard for so many years costs 450,000! He San With 20,000 swords, it was completely blocked.”

"This is the kind of gun He Sandao uses. None of your so-called elites can withstand a bullet."

"You clearly know that times have changed, but why are you so stubborn?"

The fat man's face suddenly turned cold, "Kill them!"

"Bang bang bang..."

A burst of gunfire rang out, and the holy master who once shocked the continent fell into a pool of blood without the ability to fight back.

You will die as soon as you appear, and you will never die in peace.

Su Changsheng was still standing because Fatty's shot hit his leg.

The fat man looked up at the sky, "The official said that the sky is blue waiting for misty rain, and he is waiting for you."