Shading the sky: starting from the ruthless emperor

Chapter 36 Does it still hurt?
"asshole!"

Li Qingyue gritted her teeth slightly, cursing secretly in her heart, her eyes widened, and she looked directly at Yan Wushuang.

"Ahem... Actually, it's just my chest hurts!"

Looking at Li Qingyue's staring eyes, Yan Wushuang coughed twice.

She looked a little surprised, the fierce Li Qingyue looked unexpectedly good-looking, but she seemed really angry.

However, he did it on purpose.

He raised his fist at Yang Wuzheng, as if threatening.

Yang Wuzheng turned his head calmly, not paying attention, silently looking at the fierce Li Qingyue, ripples appeared in his peaceful eyes.

Although the Saint Physique is strong, his Innate Dao Physique is not weak, and he is not afraid at all if there is a real fight.

He didn't want to expose it, but also felt that Li Qingyue at this moment was unexpectedly charming.

Hearing Yan Wushuang's words, everyone fell silent.

They witnessed that kind of power with their own eyes, and the people who inherited the ancient emperor regretted it, but they only felt a little pain in their chests.

Thinking of the power of fighting just now, the power of tearing the sky and the earth, they couldn't calm down for a long time.

Such a terrifying physique is simply unimaginable.

Especially standing there is a top physique of the human race, rumored to be an innate Taoist physique comparable to the Holy Physique.

For a moment, the entire manor was dead silent.

Hearing Yan Wushuang's words, and seeing his and Yang Wuzheng's actions.

Li Qingyue's tone also became a bit colder.

"you sure?"

Yan Wushuang was a little unsure about Li Qingyue's condition when she heard that, but she still nodded her head firmly.

Covering his chest with a big hand, he said, "It really hurts!"

Li Qingyue raised her foot, stepped out from Yang Wuzheng's side, and walked towards Yan Wushuang step by step.

His expression was cold, his eyes were clear, and he still carried that indescribable tranquility.

Seeing Li Qingyue like this, Yan Wushuang's heart skipped a beat, and she retreated subconsciously.

At this moment, everyone around was also extremely surprised to see such a scene.

Yan Wushuang's power and influence just now are so powerful.

The talented young man of the Tuoba family is tough and domineering.

But at this moment, he was actually afraid of a mortal girl.

"stop!"

Li Qingyue sneered, staring directly at Yan Wushuang.

"Really annoyed?"

That voice made Yang Wuzheng's heart beat wildly.

When Yan Wushuang heard the words, his body trembled, he stood where he was, and smiled awkwardly.

Such a scene surprised all the holy sons and saintesses, and then they laughed lightly.

This girl, who looked cold and calm, was so fierce that she was surprisingly interesting.

Li Qingyue walked in front of Yan Wushuang, slowly stretched out her right hand, and touched Yan Wushuang's chest.

"It hurts here?"

That cold voice seemed devoid of any emotion.

But Yan Wushuang subconsciously didn't know how to answer.

Feeling the tender and warm palm on his chest, he stammered, "That... I... I... Actually..."

"To shut up!"

Li Qingyue stared, her tone was a little harsh: "I asked you if it hurts here!"

Yan Wushuang frowned wildly, looked at Li Qingyue's cold face that was close at hand, and said in a somewhat uncertain tone: "Yes...isn't...right?"

Seeing such a scene, all the saint sons and saintesses covered their faces and laughed lightly.

Even Yang Wuzheng turned his head subconsciously.

Where did that tough and domineering Yan Wushuang go?

It was obvious that the power was astonishing, and he blatantly killed Tuobaye.

But at this moment, facing a mortal girl, she has learned how to read words and expressions, and stutters and cannot speak a complete sentence.

Such a scene is somewhat ironic.

Even the Holy Son of Tianquan laughed lightly at this moment.

This mortal girl is so fierce that she is even afraid of Yan Wushuang?
It's so interesting!
Hearing this, Li Qingyue rubbed her right hand lightly for a moment, and said, "Does it still hurt?"

Seeing such a scene, everyone was stunned for a moment, slightly stunned, and couldn't laugh at all for a while.

Li Qingyue's fierce appearance, thought it would make Yan Wushuang suffer a little bit, so they just waited to gloat.

But he never expected to see such a scene.

There was an indescribable tenderness.

With a cold, fierce tenderness.

For a moment, it made people a little envious, wanting to experience that strange tenderness.

This made everyone who had a slight affection for that girl feel jealous.

The Holy Son of Tianquan clenched his fists subconsciously, and looked straight at the white, tender and delicate palm on Yan Wushuang's chest.

Even Yang Wuzheng paused for a moment, looking at Li Qingyue in disbelief.

Yan Wushuang didn't know what to say for a while, her eyes widened as well.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but from Li Qingyue's cold and calm face, as well as in that cold words, he heard a trace of fierce tenderness.

"I asked if you still hurt?"

Li Qingyue stared at her eyes, her tone was still cold, with a hint of fierceness.

Yan Wushuang's body trembled slightly, and then he said cautiously, not sure: "It hurts...does it hurt...does it hurt?"

Hearing this, Li Qingyue subconsciously became gentle again.

But the next moment, Yang Wuzheng on the side pulled Li Qingyue over again, and said solemnly, "He's talking nonsense!"

He couldn't stand it anymore.

Although the girl looks very fierce and cold, she has a gentleness that cannot be ignored.

Perhaps, this is the girl's way of expressing tenderness.

However, she should not be deceived.

Hearing this, Li Qingyue raised her eyes slightly: "I know."

She looked at Yang Wuzheng, cold and calm, and slowly sounded out with a resolute and stubborn voice.

"You...are the people in this world who treat me the best except for my brother!"

"If I can do something trivial for you, I will do it without hesitation."

"Even if it's death!"

After saying that, Li Qingyue silently added another sentence in her heart: "As long as it's not a physical promise, anything is fine!"

Listening to that cold and quiet voice with a hint of stubbornness, Yan Wushuang and Yang Wuzheng's hearts jumped together.

They understood Li Qingyue, her stubbornness and tenacity from the bottom of her heart, and her fierceness in facing the enemy allowed her to do what she said.

At this moment, Yang Wuzheng and Yan Wushuang felt an inexplicable distress in their hearts.

Especially Yan Wushuang, who felt ashamed in his heart at this moment.

This stubborn girl with a clear distinction between love and hate, although her fierce appearance is more submissive than that smile, it is a bit unbearable.

Even the rest of the people fell silent for a moment.

"Whoever is nice to her... will she be nice to anyone?"

The palms under the cuffs of the Son of Heaven were slightly clenched.

For this kind of temperament with clear love and hate, he actually has a little joy and helplessness.

With this kind of temperament, it is difficult for him to surpass Yang Wuzheng and Yan Wushuang who accompany him every day.

"This girl..."

The eyes of the rest of the saints were slightly complicated.

They could also hear the stubbornness in those words, the stubbornness from the bottom of their hearts.

That cold and fierce appearance seemed to be a kind of cover-up.

For a moment, everyone didn't know how to describe it.

Especially Tianxuan Saintess looked at Li Qingyue with a hint of silent kindness at this moment.

This kind of purity is really not much anymore.

In order to repay the kindness of others, he will firmly believe even if he is deceived.

Even if you know that there will be endless dangers in following the holy body and the Tao body, you still don't hesitate to do it.

Such a temperament with clear love and hate made her both admire and sigh.

Living in this world where the strong are respected, the vast majority of people are doing it for profit, for the sake of strength, they can sacrifice their dignity and follow others.

Some people can even take action against those close to them for this.

And this mortal girl didn't care about all of this.

Those who are kind to her must repay even if it means death.

Knowing that it was a deception, she still chose to believe it without hesitation.

"Qingyue!"

Yan Wushuang spoke subconsciously, her eyes full of sincerity, but she didn't know what to say for a while.

But I want to be kind, call me this name.

In particular, his heart was beating even more disappointingly at this moment.

"She's talking about you...you!"

Li Qingyue's words flashed in Yang Wuzheng's mind, and his eyes were filled with a quiet tenderness.

Li Qingyue raised her eyes, and looked at Yan Wushuang with cold eyes.

The tone was still fierce, with a trace of unspeakable tenderness hidden in the coldness.

"Does it still hurt?"

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