martial arts mythology system

Chapter 263

Early morning, misty.

It was extremely cold.

The water in the Yunjiang River has frozen, but the snow has not yet fallen.

The New Year is approaching, but Mo Zhonggan has never had the slightest joy of celebrating the New Year.

So cold...so hungry...

The clothes worn by the servants of the Xuanjian Division are not too thin, but it is because the clothes have been broken in the stumbling, and it is also because the winter in Liguo is really cold, so...Mo Zhonggan almost I thought I was going to freeze to death...

Those days of fine clothes and good food are getting farther and farther away from me, and the taste of those foods is getting more and more strange.

Now even if you have a piece of hot biscuit, you should be satisfied... It is golden on both sides, exudes a strong meat fragrance, and sprinkled with a little sesame...

Like this one in front of you.

Hmm... the one in front of me? ? ?
Mo Zhonggan came back to his senses, and found that a half piece of sesame seed cake exuding the smell of meat was being held in front of him with a somewhat dirty hand.

Su Can's figure is quite thin, and her face is also thin. In fact, she is still a bit handsome...but the dust on her face and the mud on her hair conceal all of this under the sloppy appearance.

Putting half of the biscuit into Mo Zhonggan's hand, Su Can smiled at Mo Zhonggan, squatted down in front of Mo Zhonggan, gnawed the other half of the biscuit, and muttered:

"Today's luck is really good. I met an aunt carrying a bag of sesame seed cakes. With my shameless, superb and professional begging skills, I managed to get the biggest and most delicious piece of it. Alas...you don't have to admire me too much, after all, I am so good After all, there are very few people.”

Mo Zhonggan couldn't move because of the injuries he was beaten before, and he actually relied on Su Can to help him these days.

Hungry and full, Mo Zhonggan was so thin that his cheekbones protruded a little...

Picking up the biscuits and chewing on them, after two bites, Mo Zhonggan's hunger was relieved, but he felt extremely sad.

Myself... why is it so...

Sighing with sesame seed meat in his mouth, Mo Zhongqian looked at Su Can and asked:
"Brother Su, why are you so nice to me?"

Su Can put down the biscuits in his hand and laughed:
"Hahaha, I just carried you casually and got your admiration. I really am a genius!"

"Brother Su, stop pretending..." Mo Zhongqian stared at Su Can closely, "The food you ask for every day is actually not enough to eat. After giving it to me, you will almost have no way to live. Do you also want to carry it with you?"

Su Can felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Mo Zhonggan like this, his eyes drooped slightly, and his smile gradually became bitter: "I want to tell you, I was also a powerful warrior before, would you believe it?"

"Ok?"

Mo finally hummed, a little surprised.

Su Can continued to tell her own story half-truthfully:
"That year, I fell in love with a woman, and for her I tried my best...Unfortunately, things backfired, I lost...I lost my beloved woman, and also lost my martial arts...There is no other way... If you lose everything, you have to live, even if you are like a dog, you have to waste time..."

The bitterness on his face was as real as it was, and Su Can looked at Mo Zhongqian again:
"So, when I saw you whose martial arts were abolished, I almost thought of my own years, and those years... You, the stubbornness in your eyes is the same as mine, hehe."

Mo Zhongqian looked at Su Can with mixed emotions in his heart.

I also thought about the reason why Su Can would be nice to herself, but I really didn't think it was because of this reason.

Thousands of words, unable to speak.

All he said was a useless surprise:
"Brother Su, can you see that my martial arts have been sealed?"

Su Chan smiled softly:
"Although I have no martial arts, I still have the skills I used to have. It's too easy to see through your roots~"

Hearing this, Mo Zonggan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said a little excitedly:

"Since that's the case, Brother Su, is there a way for me to lift this seal!? As long as I can break this seal, I can get out of here. At that time, I promise you a lifetime of prosperity~"

"Haha... Prosperity and wealth, do you think I can do something about my current appearance?"

Su Chan smiled wryly.

Mo Zhonggan's excited mood gradually calmed down...Forget it, even if he can't lift the seal, as long as he can return to the Xuanjian Division, he can command many soldiers and horses of the Xuanjian Division...Sooner or later, this place will be leveled !

However, just as Mo Zhonggan was imagining, the painted-faced beggar walked over with three or five thin, tall and dirty beggars:
"Hey, isn't this the arrogant kid? Why are you messing with the useless Su Can again?"

Mo Zhongqian was actually a little afraid of the painted-faced beggars, but he still mustered up his energy to argue: "Brother Su is not a useless person, he is ten times, a hundred times stronger than you!"

Su Can tugged on Mo Zhonggan's sleeve, as if wanting him to stop talking, but it was obviously too late.

After hearing what Mo Zhonggan said, the painted-faced beggar walked up with a sneer:

"Oh, are you saying that this trash is stronger than me?"

The beggar with a painted face pointed at Su Can, and Su Can's eyes dodged a little...

On the contrary, Mo Zhonggan's arrogance was aroused in his heart, and he looked directly at the painted beggar: "Yes, he is a hundred times stronger than you! And...he is not a waste!"

"Hehehe, you little lunatic really don't know what to say..." the painted-faced beggar said and slapped Su Can on the face, jokingly said, "Look, he didn't dare to fight back even if I slapped him, how dare you?" Say he's not trash?"

The beggars behind the painted-faced beggar all laughed.

Looking at Su Can's bitter expression, Mo Zhongqian was suddenly very angry for some reason. The anger supported him, and he suddenly jumped up from the ground enduring the pain in his limbs, and threw himself on the painted-faced beggar... The painted-faced beggar couldn't stand still and was thrown fell to the ground...

Mo Zhonggan yelled loudly:

"Shut up, Brother Su is better than you!!"

Being thrown down suddenly by a young man, the beggar with a painted face was flustered and even more angry. He stared at Mo Zhonggan viciously, threw him to the ground, stood up and cursed:
"You bastard, brat, I will beat you to death today!"

While talking, the painted-faced beggar called a few beggars to surround him and was about to punch Mo Zhong.

Mo Zhongqian suddenly felt his body sink after being hit twice.

Su Can rushed forward to protect her thin body under his body.

Fists and feet like raindrops fell on his back...

"Brother Su...you..."

Enduring the blow, Su Can's nostrils dripped with bright red blood, and he put his hands on the ground to protect Mo Zhonggan in this small space.

"Stinky boy... I was killed by you..."

Seeing this scene, Mo Zhonggan's mind started to turn white...

(End of this chapter)