Martial arts: the salted fish swordsman who lives in the same blessing

But Zhang Sanfeng did this for someone he had known for a month...

He deserves this gift!

"You don't have to be like this, the reason why the old man cultivates you is actually selfish." After Zhang Sanfeng helped Su Mu up, he said with a little embarrassment:

"Actually, the old man has taken a fancy to the talent of the little friend, and wants to make friends with him in advance, so as to plan for the future of Wudang."

In Zhang Sanfeng's view, Su Mu must be a great person in the future.

Teaching him well in advance will help Wudang's development.

However, he was not the kind of person who was deep in the city, so he told Su Mu straightforwardly.

"So what if you have selfish intentions?" Su Mu said nonchalantly:

"Grace is kindness.

Even if there is a little selfishness mixed in, that is kindness!

Besides, there are quite a few people who know my talent, but how many people protect me like Zhang Zhenren? "

Having said that, he looked at Zhang Sanfeng and said seriously:

"Master Zhang, I have remembered your kindness.

If Wudang is in trouble in the future, you can send someone to find me! "

"The old Taoist thanked my little friend in advance." After Zhang Sanfeng heard Su Mu's assurance, he immediately saluted earnestly.

"Master, Qingshu is awake." Just as the two of them were polite to each other, Song Yuanqiao, who was full of joy, suddenly pushed the door open and entered.

That's right, Song Qingshu has never been sent away.

Because he has been in a coma for ten days!

"Are you awake?" Zhang Sanfeng frowned when he heard the word "Song Qingshu".

He was very disappointed with Song Qingshu, but after all, this is his relative and grandson, so he could only say helplessly:

"Forget it, as a teacher, I will go with you to see him."

"Master Zhang." Su Mu suddenly stopped Zhang Sanfeng, and asked thoughtfully:

"Do you need me to continue to fuel the flames and stimulate Song Qingshu?"

"Huh?" Zhang Sanfeng was taken aback when he heard the words, and then he reacted immediately, his eyes lit up:

"Su Xiaoyou, you mean...Miss Wanwan?".

Chapter 56 Song Qingshu's bloody plot [For the support of the boss, add another chapter]

"That's right." Su Mu nodded with a smile:

"If now Wanwan suddenly confessed everything to Song Qingshu.

And tell him that he has never taken him seriously, even treated him like a marionette, how do you think he will react? "

"No!" Song Yuanqiao on the side turned pale with fright when he heard Su Mu's words:

"If Qingshu receives such a heavy blow, he will definitely be devastated and never recover!

I also hope that Mr. Su will be merciful for my subordinate's sake! "

"..." But Zhang Sanfeng stroked his beard thoughtfully and began to think:

"Although Qingshu has been hit now, the blow came from Su Xiaoyou.

Although Qing Shu will be angry, but because of his old ways, he will not despair.

In addition, Yuan Qiao is soft-tempered, even if Qing Shu is relegated to an outside disciple, Yuan Qiao will change his ways to improve his treatment.

In this way, it is impossible to push Qingshu into a desperate situation and stimulate his potential.

That being the case, it might as well let him experience a one-sided emotional injury.

If you can get out of trouble, you will be able to break out of the cocoon and be reborn! "

Thinking of this, Zhang Sanfeng made up his mind:

"Yuanqiao, if you can't cut jade, you can't make it!

Qingshu, as a direct disciple of my Wudang School, if he can't even pass this test, then he should be an ordinary Taoist priest honestly. "

Unlike Song Yuanqiao's doting, although Zhang Sanfeng also cares about Song Qingshu's disciple and grandson, he hopes that he will become a talent.

"master......"

"That's it!" Before Song Yuanqiao finished speaking, Zhang Sanfeng interrupted him with a wave, and turned to look at Su Mu:

"This matter will trouble my little friend."

"It's okay, I just want to watch the fun too." Su Mu shook his head with a smile, and with a light tap on his feet, it turned into a breeze and came downstairs in an instant.

Afterwards, he waved to Wanwan who was leaning on the window and looking out in a daze:

"Wanwan, little witch, come here, I have something to see you."

"Hey..." Wan Wan immediately came back to her senses, stepped on her feet, floated towards her, and asked with her mouth pouted:

"What are you looking for, you big villain?"

"Uh... In just a short while, I've become a big villain?" Su Mu shook his head dumbfounded, came to Wanwan, and whispered in her ear:

"Song Qingshu woke up, I need you to stimulate him again, you will be like this for a while..."

"..." After Wanwan felt the warmth in her ear, she felt her whole body go numb, her head went blank, she opened her small mouth in a daze, staring blankly at Su Mu who was close at hand.

"Do you remember?" Su Mu asked after exhorting for a long time.

"Remember...remember." Wanwan nodded with a blushing face.

"Huh?" Su Mu was a little puzzled when he looked at the red face like an apple:

"What's wrong with you? Why is your face so red?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to test the temperature on Wanwan's forehead, and was immediately taken aback:

"Hey! Why is it so hot?! Do you have a fever?"

"Whew..." As soon as Su Mu finished speaking, Wanwan stepped up and flew backwards, shaking her head again and again:

"I don't have a fever, it's just...it's just that something went wrong with my practice, and it will be fine in a while."

After casually saying a reason, Wan Wan hurriedly turned around and ran upstairs.

"What's wrong with this little witch? Did you take the wrong medicine?" Su Mu muttered in confusion, then shook his head:

"Forget it, don't worry about it, it's important to watch the show!"

After finishing speaking, he turned into a breeze and followed Wanwan into Song Qingshu's room.

As soon as the two entered, they saw Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao were in the house.

And Song Yuanqiao was greeting Song Qingshu at this time.

However, Song Qingshu was not in a high mood, and answered without a sound.

It wasn't until Wanwan came in that Song Qingshu regained his energy and stood up with a "huh".

Pushing away Song Yuanqiao who was blocking the way, he came to Wanwan in two or three steps, and looked at her with concern:

"Wanwan, are you alright?"

After speaking, he stretched out his hand, intending to grab Wanwan's hand.

At this moment, there was no one else in Song Qingshu's eyes, only Wanwan.

Even if Su Mu, the big enemy, was here, he would turn a blind eye.

"..." After Zhang Sanfeng and Song Yuanqiao saw this scene, their expressions sank at the same time.

Song Yuanqiao was about to die of anger!

After Qingshu woke up, he treated him as father and Zhang Sanfeng as patriarch indifferently.

And after seeing Wanwan, she was so enthusiastic, it was simply unfilial!

"Sure enough, the master is right. Qingshu should be hit more, so that he can mature." Song Yuanqiao looked at the attentive Song Qingshu, thinking secretly in his heart.

"Why is there something wrong with him?" Wanwan dodged away from Song Qingshu's hand.

Afterwards, she gently took Su Mu's arm, tilted her head, leaned on his shoulder, and said with happiness on her face:

"Young Master Song, he is very happy now, so you don't need to care about him."

"..." Su Mu, who was forcibly pulled into the "playground", felt helpless.

But in order to watch a good show, he didn't say a word, and quietly acted as a "prop".

"You... you guys!!!" Song Qingshu's face turned green, and he felt his head was green.

He stared at Wanwan and Su Mu's holding hands, and his heart felt as if he had been chopped seventeen or eight times.

Then he suddenly thought of something, suddenly turned his gaze to Su Mu, and said bitterly:

"It's you! You must have forced it!"

Song Qingshu suddenly thought of a possibility: the reason why Wanwan behaved like this was because Su Mu forced her to do so!

After all, before this, Wanwan's attitude towards him was very good, even a bit ambiguous.

But he had only been in a coma for a few days, and Wanwan's temperament changed drastically, which is not normal.

At this time, Song Qingshu even made up a bloody drama in his mind:

【Su Mu: Miss Wanwan, just follow me. If you don't, I will kill Song Qingshu!

Wanwan: Hey, don't hurt Mr. Song, he just obeys you.

Su Mu: Hahaha... You are so good, but after Song Qingshu wakes up, you have to cooperate with me to play a play to make him give up.

Wanwan: Hey, I agree, but you can promise me not to hurt Mr. Song.

Mr. Song, you and I have no destiny in this life, and we will meet again in the next life, farewell...]

"It must be so!" Song Qingshu glared at Su Mu bitterly after imagining 180 bloody plots in his brain.

However, he knew that he was not Su Mu's opponent, so he immediately knelt down in front of Zhang Sanfeng, tearfully said:

"Master, please be the master for me!"

ps: Thank you for your great support, I am very grateful, and I will be the leader. .

Chapter 57 Song Qingshu Roaring at Zhang Sanfeng! 【Good morning everyone】

"Make the decision?" Zhang Sanfeng was stunned, even the hand stroking his beard froze there.

It took him a long time to come back to his senses, and asked blankly:

"What do you want me to do?"

"Master, please rescue Miss Wanwan!" Song Qingshu pleaded after kowtowing to Zhang Sanfeng severely.

"Rescue Miss Wanwan?" Zhang Sanfeng, who couldn't understand Song Qingshu's thinking, was even more confused.

After looking at Wanwan, he asked with a puzzled face:

"Miss Wanwan, isn't she standing here perfectly?"

"No!" Song Qingshu shook his head stubbornly, turned to look at Su Mu, and said bitterly:

"Although she looks fine, in fact, she has been held hostage by Su Mu, a man with a human face and a beast's heart!"

"Holding?" Zhang Sanfeng was taken aback when he heard the words, then shook his head dumbfounded:

"Miss Wanwan was not kidnapped, he volunteered to be Su Xiaoyou's maid."

"Maid?!" Song Qingshu felt a sudden pain in his heart after hearing these two words.

But then his eyes lit up, and he said eagerly:

"Doesn't this mean that Miss Wanwan was forced?

If she hadn't been hijacked, how could she be willing to degenerate and become Su Mu's maid? "

The more Song Qingshu said, the more he felt that it made sense. He stood up abruptly, and stretched out his hand to Wanwan with a face full of expectation:

"Miss Wanwan, don't be afraid, with Master here, no one can hurt you, and no one dares to force you!