heart stealing game

I withdrew my hand, turned my head, and looked timidly at the boy behind me. The boy in front of me was only about 12 years old, and he was quite handsome with sword eyebrows and star eyes.However, the somewhat arrogant expression and tone immediately made the boy look a little unpleasant.

My heart skipped a beat, this is the inner courtyard, basically Zhang Sanfeng's direct disciple should live here, and the one who appears here, so proud, can't be Song Qingshu, right?

I pretended to be startled by his sudden arrival, with a timid smile on my face, "I'm Yu Lianzhou's nephew, I just want to see that the bamboo grows well here. Hello."

There was a moment of stupefaction on his face, and he felt awkward for a long time. He kicked the bamboo next to him, "It turns out that I am the nephew of Second Martial Uncle, and I am Song Qingshu."

I looked at his red ear tips, and couldn't help laughing in my heart, as expected, he is still a pure and innocent baby.Sincere healing~

He waited for a while and saw that I was staring at him blankly, but didn't reply. He raised his eyebrows and wanted to say something, but when his angry eyes met mine, he froze again, and then he was awkward and fierce again. kicked the bamboo next to him.

My voice was small, a little shy, and I smiled at him again, but it was obviously more relaxed than before, "Nice to meet you. My name is Yu Bing, you can call me Xiaobing. Can I call you Qingshu?" "

He glanced at me and raised his eyes, "You look two years younger than me, so you want to call me Brother Song."

I looked at him dissatisfied, and pouted, "No, I'm almost 13 years old. Besides, I'm not a Wudang disciple, so I can't call you that."

He squinted at me again, eyes full of contempt and disbelief, "Do you think I'm a fool? You definitely don't look 11 years old."

My eyes became full of sadness and obscurity, "I was born with heart disease, so my body grows slower."

Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, a trace of guilt flashed across his eyes, but he couldn't bear to apologize in the end, so he had to change the subject, "I'm almost 13 years old. I'm in June, how about you?"

"I'm in August."

"Then I'm still older than you, and you still have to call me Brother Song."

I shook my head, pursed my lips, and looked up at him pleadingly, "That's against the rules. May I call you Qingshu?"

He wanted to refute, but met my pleading eyes, and finally nodded reluctantly.

Pfft~ The real and pure tsundere young lady.

I smiled happily at him, my eyes bent into crescent moons, "Qing Shu is the first friend I know, I am so happy."

"The first friend?" He looked at me suspiciously, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.People always like to be the first, or the most important one.Even if you know that maybe this statement is simply false.

I nodded fiercely, looking anxious that he might not believe me, "Because I was sick and weak, I rarely went out, and I went out with my parents. So I don't have any friends."

He curled his lips in disgust, "I didn't agree to be your friend." But the joy in his eyes betrayed all his thoughts.

Song Qingshu came to practice swords in this bamboo forest. Although I looked at Song Qingshu who was a bit awkward, he was pure and kind-hearted.Thinking of his ending in the story, he couldn't help but sigh, beauty deceives others.

After chatting with Song Qingshu for a while, seeing that it was getting dark, I said goodbye to him and went back to the yard.Before Yu Lianzhou came back, I asked the little boy at the door to prepare some meals for me. After eating, I went back to the cleaned wing to practice.This broken body has no self-protection ability at all, and can only rely on my original soul power.

The next day, after breakfast with Yu Lianzhou early in the morning, I was taken to the main hall by him. The Seven Heroes of Wudang arrived except Yu Daiyan who was paralyzed now and Zhang Cuishan who should still be on Binghuo Island.There were some younger Wudang disciples standing beside him, and Song Qingshu was also there.They should have heard about me, and looked at me with kinder eyes.I looked at Zhang Sanfeng, whose hair and beard had turned white, and bowed obediently.

"This is Xiaobing? What a good boy, come to Master." I glanced at Yu Lianzhou and saw him nodding, so I obediently called Master and walked to Zhang Sanfeng.

He took my pulse, patted my head, sighed at Yu Lianzhou, and shook his head.

This is to see that my meridians are blocked and I cannot practice martial arts, so I cannot be accepted into Wudang.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at me with a kind smile on his face, "Xiaobing will live in Wudang from now on, just tell your uncle if you have anything to do, and don't secretly bear it when you get sick, you know? Lianzhou, I'll wait a while Prescribe some medicine for this child, you go get someone to catch him, and let Xiaobing drink it on time."

Yu Lianzhou looked at me with pity and nodded.

Zhang Sanfeng waved again to Song Qingshu who was standing beside Song Yuanqiao, "Qingshu, this is the nephew of your second uncle's family. Do you know that Qingshu will take good care of Xiaobing in the future?"

Song Qingshu glanced at me who was blinking at him, and nodded, "Master, don't worry. I will definitely take good care of Xiaobing."

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the calm and obedient Song Qingshu and nodded in satisfaction.

In a blink of an eye, more than a month has passed, and Song Qingshu and I are already very familiar.Song Qingshu was just because he grew up under everyone's gaze, he was the only child in the third generation of Wudang, so he was spoiled a little, and he always had a kind of arrogance to other Wudang disciples, even though he was in these Wudang disciples. Wudang disciples are quite prestigious, but in fact, there are not many who are really close to him and believe in him.No wonder the original drama ended up being so miserable.

There are some things about Song Qingshu, if you tell him slowly, he will also consciously change it, and he is still an awkward boy who is easy to get along with.

But Song Qingshu and I are not very close yet, telling him that at this time will have the opposite effect, so I didn't say much.I just stay with him often. When he practiced sword, I would just be in a daze beside him, reading a book.

And Zhang Wuji finally came.

While everyone was asking questions about Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu, I secretly looked at the men and women in front of the hall from the corner of my eye. It is a pity that such a rare handsome woman.I don't intend to prevent the tragedy that is about to happen, and I can't prevent it. If Zhang Cuishan and his wife don't kill themselves, then Wudang will face the entire martial arts world.Even if Zhang Sanfeng's martial arts is strong, Wudang will still be in danger of being wiped out.Even if there is a slight risk, I am not willing to take it.

A few days later, Zhang Sanfeng's [-]th birthday, all sects excused themselves to celebrate the birthday, and went to Wudang one after another, hoping to learn the whereabouts of Xie Xun and the dragon sword from Zhang Cuishan and his wife as soon as possible.

All the sects are aggressive, but Yu Daiyan, who rarely appeared, was shocked when he saw Yin Susu, and recognized her as the culprit of his hemiplegia. The whole incident ended with Zhang Cuishan and his wife committing suicide.I looked at Zhang Wuji, who was a bit chubby but had exquisite facial features, his eyes were darkened, and he had already passed out.

Zhang Wuji had the mysterious palm in his body, and Wudang was around him almost all over the place. I looked at Song Qingshu who was a little uncomfortable, took his hand, and said worriedly, "Zhang Wuji is so pitiful. He has suffered such a huge change at a young age. Qingshu Take care of him the same way you take care of me."

Although Song Qingshu was very reluctant, but in the end he was defeated by my bright, trusting eyes, and took the initiative to comfort Zhang Wuji.