Author: West Lake Longteng

"asshole!"

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

"Ahem... Actually, it's just a little pain in my chest!"

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

The look was a little surprised. The fierce Li Qingyue looked unexpectedly beautiful, but she seemed really angry.

However, he was intentional.

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

Yang Wuzheng turned his head calmly, disregarded his concern, and silently looked at the fierce Li Qingyue, and ripples grew in Ning Jing's eyes.

Although the holy body is strong, his innate Taoist body is not weak. If he really fights, he is not afraid at all.

He didn't expose it, but he also felt that Li Qingyue was a little surprised and charming at this moment.

When everyone heard Yan Wushuang's words, they remained silent.

They witnessed that kind of power with their own eyes, and they felt sorry for the people inherited by the ancient emperor, but their chests were a little painful.

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

Such a terrifying physique is simply unimaginable.

Especially there is a top human physique standing there, and it is rumored that it is an innate Taoist body that can be compared with the holy body.

For a moment, the entire manor was silent.

Hearing Yan Wushuang's words, he saw his actions with Yang Wujian.

Li Qingyue's tone also became a little colder.

"Are you sure?"

When Yan Wushuang heard this, she was a little uncertain about Li Qingyue's condition, but she still nodded with her teeth.

He covered his chest with a big hand and said, "It really hurts!"

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

His expression was cold and his eyes were clear, and he still had an indescribable calm temperament.

But when Yan Wushuang saw Li Qingyue like this, his heart was thrilled and he subconsciously retreated.

Everyone around was also watching this scene unexpectedly at this moment.

Yan Wushuang's power just now was so powerful that it was completely through the sky and the earth.

The genius boy from the Tuoba family was killed at any time, tough and domineering.

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

"stop!"

Li Qingyue shouted coldly and looked directly at Yan Wushuang.

"I'm really upset?"

The voice made Yang Wuzheng, who was beside him, thunderously.

When Yan Wushuang heard this, her body trembled, she stood there, and smiled embarrassedly.

This scene surprised all the Holy Sons and the Holy Girls, and then chuckled.

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

Li Qingyue walked to Yan Wushuang, slowly poked her right hand out, and touched Yan Wushuang's chest.

"Is it hurting here?"

The cold voice seemed to have no emotion at all.

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

Feeling the white and tender palm on his chest, he stuttered, "That...I...I...I...Actually..."

"Shut up!"

Li Qingyue glared and her tone was a little sharp: "I'll ask you if it hurts here!"

Yan Wushuang's brows pounding wildly, looking at Li Qingyue's cold face, and said in a uncertain tone: "Yes...no...right?"

Seeing this scene, all the saints and saints covered their faces and chuckled.

Even Yang Wuzheng subconsciously turned his head away.

Where did the tough and domineering Yan Wushuang go just now?

Obviously, he was astonishingly powerful, and he was bravely killed.

But at this moment, when facing a mortal girl, she actually learned to observe her words and expressions, and stammered and couldn't say a complete sentence.

Such a scene is somewhat ridiculous.

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

This mortal girl is so fierce that she is even afraid of Yan Wushuang?

So interesting!

When Li Qingyue heard this, she gently rubbed her right hand for a moment and said, "Does it still hurt?"

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

Li Qingyue's fierce appearance thought it would make Yan Wushuang suffer a little, but they were just waiting to gloat.

But I never expected that I would see such a scene.

There is actually an indescribable tenderness.

With cold and fierce tenderness.

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

This made everyone who had a little affection for the girl feel jealous.

The Saint Son of Tianquan subconsciously clenched his fists and looked straight at Yan Wushuang's chest with his white and tender palms.

Even Yang Wuzheng stopped instantly and looked at Li Qingyue incredibly.

Yan Wushuang didn't know what to say for a moment, and her eyes widened.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but he heard a trace of fierce tenderness from Li Qingyue’s cold face and from his cold words.

"I asked you if it still hurts?"

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

Yan Wushuang's body trembled slightly, and then he was cautious and said in certainty: "It hurts...does it hurt...does it hurt?"

When Li Qingyue heard this, her little hand subconsciously softened again.

But the next moment, Yang Wuzheng, who was standing by, pulled Li Qingyue over again and said solemnly: "He is talking nonsense!"

He could not stand it anymore.

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

Perhaps, this is how girls express their tenderness.

But, she should not be deceived.

When Li Qingyue heard this, she raised her eyes slightly: "I know."

She looked at Yang Wuzheng, calm and quiet, and a stubborn voice that would never leave any room for decisiveness.

"You... are the ones who treat me the best in this world except brother!"

"If I could do something insignificant for you, I would do it without hesitation."

"Even if it's dead!"

After saying that, Li Qingyue silently added to her heart: "As long as you don't agree with your body, you can do anything!"

Listening to the cold and quiet voice with a hint of stubbornness, Yan Wushuang and Yang Wuzheng's hearts were all jumping.

They understood Li Qingyue's stubbornness, strength, and the ruthlessness of facing the enemy, which allowed her to do what she said.

At this moment, Yang Wuzheng and Yan Wushuang felt inexplicably heartache.

Especially Yan Wushuang, a hint of ashamed arises in his heart at this moment.

This stubborn and distinctive girl with love and hate, although her fierce appearance is not much more than her smile, it makes people feel a little unbearable.

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

"Whoever treats her well...will she treat whoever?"

The palm of the Holy Son of Tianquan was slightly clenched under the cuffs.
To be continued...