Martial Arts for All: Awakening Peerless Talent at the Beginning

"Want to eat?"

The little beggar nodded.

"Then eat."

"Xiao Er, serve another pair of bowls and chopsticks!" shouted the little beggar.

"okay!"

Mo Xuan raised his forehead, this guy is too smug!

Give it some sunshine and it will be bright immediately.

After a while, the waiter came over with bowls, chopsticks and wine glasses.

"Girl, your bowl and chopsticks."

The little beggar smiled and said, "Thank you, Xiaoer."

But in a blink of an eye, the little beggar seemed to realize it, and slammed his face down.

"What nonsense are you talking about, there is no girl here!"

Xiao Er grinned and said, "Young one, in this Longmen Inn, how many people are greeted and sent every day, if you don't even have this bit of vision, then you will be in vain!"

After speaking, he turned around and left.

"What's your surname, girl?" Mo Xuan poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it with a gesture that he thought was extremely handsome.

But immediately he regretted it.

Burn the knife, the wine lives up to its name!

Throat cut like a knife, like fire!

This "fire" spread straight from the throat to the abdomen, and Mo Xuan almost lost his breath.

"Cough cough cough..."

Seeing Mo Xuan's embarrassment, the little beggar laughed out loud.

"I don't know how to drink, and I have to learn how to pretend to be a hero."

Mo Xuan hurriedly ate a piece of beef, slightly relieving the spicy taste in his mouth.

"My name is Huang Rong, young hero, what's your surname?" The little beggar ate meat and drank by himself.

"Huang Rong... is it easy?"

"The lotus that comes out of the water hibiscus!"

"Chushuifu..."

Good guy!It was only then that Mo Xuan came to his senses.

The slovenly little beggar in front of him, eating beef with his hands, turned out to be the daughter of the owner of Peach Blossom Island, Huang Rong, the future leader of the Beggar Clan!

"Miss Huang is being polite, I'm Mo Xuan."

"Mo Xuan, thank you for the beef and the burning knife. I've been hungry all day."

[Huang Rong's favorability towards you +30 (triggers sword eyebrow star eyes)]

[Currently: 30 (see each other later)]

Mo Xuan said while eating: "The girl just said that I am dangerous, how do you say that?"

Huang Rong shook her head and said: "Young man, you don't know something. There is a saying that wealth should not be revealed. The people who come and go in this Longmen Inn are all desperadoes. If you take out ten taels of silver in one go, you will inevitably be targeted .

However, as long as you bring this girl with you, this girl will have her own way to save you from danger! "

Mo Xuan understood, this guy was looking for a long-term meal ticket, so he could eat and drink.

"I'm just curious. How could you come out to be a beggar when you are a girl? Where is Huang Yao in your family... Mr. Huang?"

Huang Rong stuffed another piece of beef into her mouth, and said angrily: "Don't mention my father, he won't let me leave Peach Blossom Island even a single step, this time I sneaked out to play."

"Then how did you make it...so dark?"

Huang Rong smiled triumphantly: "You don't understand that. The world is dangerous and people's hearts are not ancient. Of course, this girl must keep a low profile so as not to attract others' attention!"

"Then you're pretty smart."

"By the way, Brother Mo, what are you doing in Tongguan? Is it for the Langhuan Jade Cave in Wuliang Mountain, or for the siege of the city by the Jin soldiers? Maybe I can help you."

Mo Xuanzheng was worried about how to go to Tongguan without being arrested as a spy, so he said: "I will tell you the truth, I came to Tongguan this time to help the defenders of the Song Dynasty repel the Jin soldiers!"

Mo Xuan's generous admission was somewhat beyond Huang Rong's expectations.

"I didn't expect Brother Mo to donate money with righteousness, but also to be a hero, to serve the country and the people, he is really a role model for my generation!"

"No, no, Miss Huang is a hero among women, and women do not give way to men..."

"Brother Mo is better!"

Mo Xuan never imagined that one day, he and Huang Rong would start a business exchange mode...

"Miss Huang, you used to be a fan, right?"

"The most important thing about being a fan is talking, learning and singing..."

"Stop, stop..." Mo Xuan was helpless, this guy could catch up with anything, "Miss just said that there is a way to help me repel the golden soldiers?"

Huang Rong said: "I don't have the ability to repel the golden soldiers, but it's no problem for you to sneak into the Tongguan garrison!"

That's all Mo Xuan wanted.

"Okay, then there will be Miss Lao."

Huang Rong poked her head over, and said in a treacherous way: "What about my benefits?"

Mo Xuandao: "What benefits do you want?"

"Xiao Er! A ​​roast chicken, half a catty of beef, a pot of roast knives, pack them up and take them away!"

Chapter 33

Early the next morning, Mo Xuan came to Tongguan.

The majestic city tower is shining in the morning light.

Under the ancient city wall, dark red mottled brick walls can be seen faintly. One can imagine how much blood was soaked here and how many bones were buried here!

Tongguan is an important pass for defense in the Song Dynasty. It has been a battleground for military strategists since ancient times and is known as "the first pass in the world".

It is also the only way for Jin to invade the Central Plains this time. Once Tongguan falls, the Central Plains will be flat and there is no danger to rely on.

By that time, Da Song will not be far from perishing.

The guards along the way are heavily guarded, as if facing an enemy.

The guards are questioning and enumerating the businessmen.

There are many businessmen who traveled between the Song Dynasty and the Western Regions here.

Of course, it is inevitable that many spies and spies from other countries will be mixed in.

Tongguan guards have rich experience, and some people will be picked out by the guards with a flicker in their eyes or a casual bow.

The end is naturally miserable.

During the war between the two countries, if spies were caught, they would generally be executed on the spot and hang their heads on the city tower.

Shock spies internally and deter powerful enemies externally.

"Hey, sneaky, what are you doing?"

A guard not far away called to stop Mo Xuan, and was about to come forward to question him.

……

Fifty miles away, the golden soldiers camped.

In the main tent, Wanyan Honglie was looking at the marching map on the desktop.

His eyes did not wander, but focused on a point on the map - Tongguan!

"Marshal, when shall we send troops?"

It was a general next to him who spoke.

Although the general was dressed as a golden soldier, he had the face of a Song Dynasty man.

After pondering for a moment, Wanyan Honglie said: "Kang'er, although the Song army is weak, there are many capable people in the Central Plains martial arts, so we must be careful."

If Mo Xuan is here, he must know who this Song general is.

That is Yang Guo's own father, Yang Kang!

But he doesn't agree with his identity as a Song person, but wants to be Wanyan Honglie's son.

He also changed his name to Wanyan Kang.

For now, it is a proper "traitor".

Yang Kang said disdainfully: "Those self-proclaimed upright martial arts people in the Song Dynasty disdain to be with the imperial court. I can assure you that no one will come to be our enemy."

Wanyan Honglie said: "Although this is the case, you should not take it lightly. Marching and fighting is not about being brave and ruthless. You must be fully prepared."

Yang Kang bowed and said: "What the father taught is that the child must be properly prepared. If there are martial arts people, they must be buried under this Tongguan!"

"Okay!" Wanyan Honglie laughed loudly, "After this battle, my Dajin will definitely rule the Central Plains, and all the wealth and women of the Song Dynasty will belong to my Dajin warrior!"

……

Just when Mo Xuan was at a loss and didn't know how to deal with it, a crisp voice came from behind him.

"Brother officer and soldier, what do you think this is?"

The visitor was dressed in short white clothes, his hair was tied up high, and although he was not tall, he was clean and energetic.

In the previous life, that is the spiritual guy!

Holding a jade plaque in the shape of a peach blossom in his hand, he waved it in front of the guard.

The guard is well-informed, so he naturally knows what it is.

"It turned out to be the direct disciple of Island Lord Huang of Peach Blossom Island, disrespect and disrespect!"

Mo Xuan looked again, this person was still a bit "familiar", as if he had seen him somewhere before, but he couldn't remember it all at once.

"Brother Mo, why are you so dazed, go in quickly!"

Hearing this, Mo Xuan smacked carefully, and only then remembered who the person in front of him was.

Isn't it Huang Rong, the "little beggar" in the Longmen Inn yesterday?

Although she was still dressed as a boy at the moment, her face was no longer dark.

Not only is it not dark, but the skin is whiter than snow, fair and delicate.

She was smiling at Mo Xuan, showing two rows of flawless white teeth, and her smile was full of spring.

"So it's Huang... Brother Huang Xian."

"It seems that you are not stupid! I said yesterday that I will help you, and I will definitely help you. A gentleman is hard to follow!" Huang Rong smiled triumphantly.

In the battle between Song and Jin Dynasties, there is usually no martial arts sect to help.

If someone really came, the guard would definitely welcome it.

But this is the world of martial arts, not the world of cultivating immortals.

There will be no existence of the kind of power that smashes mountains and rivers with one punch.

They are all mortal bodies, and martial arts masters can only kill a few more golden soldiers.

In the sky, one man is against a thousand.

500 years ago, Li Yunsong, with his "Nine Demon Swords", could only behead hundreds of martial arts masters, and finally died of exhaustion.

Marching and fighting are fighting for logistics, food and grass, popular support, and the rise and fall of the national fortune.

One or two people have little impact on the battle situation.

This is the difficulty of the "Class A mission" of the Shushan Sword School.