Song Heng is a bad boy who shamelessly enters other people's worlds and interferes with other people's fates.

Song Heng was ten years old that year, and Ye Shengge was twelve years old.

One day in the Dabie Mountains, Song Heng sneaked out of the house, climbed to the tree to pick wild pears to eat, and saw a young man practicing martial arts not far from the branch.

A thin teenager, flying with a gun, covered with beads of sweat, fell down tired after a while.

Song Heng picked up the pear and smashed the boy, and the boy was a little stunned when he was smashed!

"What are you laughing at?" the boy asked, puzzled.

"A boy as thin as a gun, practicing a gun, can it not be funny?" After speaking, Song Heng took a big bite of pear.

"You owe a beating," the boy said, running over and shaking the tree.

Song Heng: "Can you shake it? It's good that you haven't been blown down by the wind." ”

The young man was furious: "You have the ability to come down to duel! Don't hide in a tree." ”

Song Heng jumped down and said helplessly: "You are too thin, you are not my opponent with your bare hands." ”

Boy: "Pick up your weapon." ”

Song Heng: "I use a hidden weapon, be careful." ”

The boy didn't care, and rushed over.

Song Heng knocked out the head of the gun with a pear core.

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Song Heng was eleven years old and Ye Shengge was thirteen years old that year.

One day in the Dabie Mountains, Song Heng sneaked out of the house, came to the creek, played with a pebble, and saw a young man practicing martial arts on the other side of the stream.

An obese teenager, holding two copper hammers to practice martial arts, his body was covered with beads of sweat, and he was tired and fell down after a while.

Song Heng took a small stone bullet to the young man, and the young man was a little stunned! When he got up, he saw a man on the other side of the river laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" the boy asked, puzzled.

"A young man as fat as a hammer, practicing hammers, can it not be funny?" After speaking, Song Heng made a big splash.

The young man was furious: "You have the ability to come over and duel! ”

Song Heng flew over and said helplessly: "You are too fat, not flexible enough, not my opponent."

Boy: "Pick up your weapon." ”

Song Heng: "I use a hidden weapon, be careful." ”

The boy didn't care, and rushed over.

Song Heng threw a small pebble, the young man was too big, the copper hammer was very heavy, he accidentally stepped on the pebble and slipped on the ground.

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Song Heng was twelve years old that year, and Ye Shengge was fourteen years old.

One day in the Dabie Mountains, Song Heng sneaked out of the house and came to the wildflowers, picking wildflowers to play, "This one is beautiful, you can pick it back and send it to your mother." "I saw a young man not far away, practicing martial arts next to the pear blossom tree.

A young man who was neither fat nor thin, flying with an iron chain, his body was covered with beads of sweat, and he was tired and lay down after a while.

Song Heng ran over and planted a flower on the young man's head.

The young man took the flower away, looked up, and was speechless on the spot, why are you again, every time I sneak out to practice martial arts, I will meet you, I sneak out three times, and I will meet you three times.

Looking at the young man in a daze, Song Heng said, "You look so beautiful, like a little girl." ”

The boy was speechless, and now he was attacking his appearance again.

The boy stood up and said, "Let's duel!"

Song Heng said no, "Xicheng has never seen a teenager like you except for me who is handsome, let's be brothers!"

The boy said, "Don't, I'm going to bully you back." ”

Song Heng said, "I haven't seen you yet?"

The young man's iron chain flew in, and accidentally, it was wrapped around the pear blossom tree, and the pear blossoms fell all over the sky.

The young man looked at Rika and said, "It seems that God won't let me clean you up, let's be brothers." ”

Song Heng said: "Okay, I'll be your eldest brother." ”

The boy asked, "How old are you?"

Song Heng said: "Twelve years old. ”

The young man said proudly: "I am older than you, and I will be the eldest brother." ”

Song Heng was not convinced.

The two glanced at each other, and between the lightning and flint, the two teenagers scuffled together, and the fight was inseparable............

After Song Heng was attacked by someone, the meridians were abolished, and he was lying in pain on the bed, and a teenager came to see him.

"Song Heng, I have formed a new weapon with the handle of the hammer, the head of the spear and the iron chain, which is the meteor dart. The boy said.

Song Heng lay on the bed and said, "What's the matter with the meteor dart, it still can't beat me."

The boy said, "When you are healed, we will have a duel and divide the ranks." ”

Song Heng said: "If you lose, call me big brother." ”

The boy said, "Then I'm going to go out and find a master who uses meteor darts and learn from them." Come back and beat you in three years. ”

Song Heng asked lonely, "When are you leaving?"

The boy said, "I'll leave tomorrow." ”

Song Heng changed the subject and said, "By the way, I still don't know your name?"

The boy said, "Tell you when I defeat you, so that you will remember my name for the rest of your life." After saying that, he smiled proudly.

After Xiangmian was injured, he lay on the bed to recuperate, and by the way, he sorted out his memory, who is Ye Shengge, and what is the relationship with Song Heng.

Mu Lang boiled a bowl of porridge for Xiangmian to drink, and Xiangmian squirted out after taking a sip.

Mu Lang said sadly: "The young master's porridge is not delicious. ”

Xiangmian said: "It's not bad, it's just that I'm in a bad mood, you can take it out!"

Mu Lang had no choice but to take the porridge out, and before going out, he wiped the floor with a cloth and left a handkerchief for the fragrant cotton to wipe his mouth.

A good-looking boy can only be Ye Shengge, my God! I have another grudge, how to resolve the festival between Song Heng and Ye Shengge.

Ying Xiangmian cried bitterly in bed.

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