The Great Ruler: Starting from the Ruthless Emperor

The young genius of the Tuoba family is tough and overbearing.

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

"stop!"

Li Qingyue shouted coldly, looking directly at Yan Wushuang.

"Really annoyed?"

The sound made Yang Wuzheng's heart beat wildly.

Upon hearing this, Yan Wushuang's body trembled, and he stood where he was, grinning foolishly.

Such a scene surprised all the saints and saintesses, and then they laughed softly.

This girl who looks cold and quiet can be surprisingly interesting when she becomes aggressive.

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

"Does it hurt here?"

That cold voice seemed to have no emotion at all.

However, Yan Wushuang subconsciously didn't know how to answer.

Feeling the tender and somewhat warm palm on his chest, he stammered, "Um...I...I...actually..."

"Shut up!"

Li Qingyue glared, her tone slightly sharp: "I'm asking you if it hurts here!"

Yan Wushuang's eyebrows twitched wildly. He looked at Li Qingyue's cold face that was so close to him and said uncertainly, "Is it... not... right?"

Seeing this scene, all the saints and saintesses covered their faces and laughed softly.

Even Yang Wuzheng turned his head away subconsciously.

Where is the tough and domineering Yan Wushuang just now?

Mingming was extremely powerful and killed Tuoba Ye.

But now, facing a mortal girl, he actually learned to read people's expressions and stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Such a scene is somewhat ridiculous.

Even the Holy Son of Tianquan chuckled at this moment.

This mortal girl, when she gets fierce, even Yan Wushuang is afraid of her?

How interesting!

Hearing this, Li Qingyue gently rubbed it with her right hand for a while and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

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

Li Qingyue's ferocious look made them think that Yan Wushuang would suffer a little, and they were just waiting to gloat over his misfortune.

But I never expected to see such a scene.

There is an indescribable tenderness.

With a cold, fierce tenderness.

For a moment, one actually felt somewhat envious and wanted to experience that strange tenderness.

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

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

Even Yang Wuzheng paused for a moment and looked at Li Qingyue in disbelief.

Yan Wushuang didn't know what to say for a moment, and his eyes were also wide open.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he heard a hint of fierce tenderness from Li Qingyue's cold and calm face and words.

"I asked if it still hurts?"

Li Qingyue stared, her tone still cold, with a hint of ferocity.

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

Hearing this, Li Qingyue's hands subconsciously became gentle again.

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

He couldn't bear it any longer.

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

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

But she shouldn't be deceived.

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

She looked at Yang Wuzheng, her voice cold and calm, and her determination and stubbornness left no room for negotiation.

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

"If I can do even the smallest thing for you, I will do it without hesitation."

"Even if it means death!"

After saying this, Li Qingyue silently added in her heart: "As long as you don't pledge your love to me, anything is fine!"

Hearing that cold and quiet voice with a hint of stubbornness, Yan Wushuang and Yang Wuzheng's hearts both skipped a beat.

They knew Li Qingyue. Her stubbornness and strength, as well as her ferocity in facing her enemies, enabled her to do what she said.

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

Especially Yan Wushuang, who actually felt a little ashamed at this moment.

This stubborn girl, who clearly distinguishes between love and hate, looks just as ferocious as her smile, but she still makes people feel a little sorry for her.

Even the others fell silent at this moment.

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

The Son of Heavenly Power clenched his hands slightly beneath his sleeves.

He actually felt a little bit happy and helpless about this kind of person who clearly distinguished between love and hate.

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

"This girl..."

The other saints had slightly complicated expressions in their eyes.

They could also hear the stubbornness in those words, a stubbornness that came from the bones.

That cold and fierce look seemed like a disguise.

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

Especially Saint Tianxuan, who looked at Li Qingyue with a hint of silent kindness.

There really aren't many such pure things left.

In order to repay others' kindness, we will remain firm even if we are deceived.

Even though he knew that following the Holy Body or the Taoist Body would bring endless dangers, he still did it without hesitation.

Such a clear distinction between love and hate made her admire and feel emotional.

Living in this world where the strong are respected, most people are willing to sacrifice their dignity and curry favor with the powerful for the sake of profit and strength.

Some people may even attack their close ones for this purpose.

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

She will repay those who are good to her, even if it means death.

Even though I knew it was a lie, I still chose to believe it without hesitation.

“Qingyue!”

Yan Wushuang spoke subconsciously, his eyes full of sincerity, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

But I want to call this name in a friendly way.

Especially his heart, which was beating uncontrollably at this moment.

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

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

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

The tone was still fierce, but there was an indescribable tenderness hidden in the coldness.

"Does it still hurt?"

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Chapter 37 This Bastard!

"pain?"

Yan Wushuang looked embarrassed and said, "How is that possible! I am a holy body!"

"Even if you kill a few more people who provoke you, it won't hurt!"

As he spoke, Yan Wushuang suddenly turned around and looked at the people around him, his aura suddenly rising.

The majestic energy and blood force penetrates the sky, like countless golden dragons soaring into the sky.

It seems like there will be a fight if there is any disagreement.

Such a scene made everyone's eyelids twitch.

Is this guy really crazy and still wants to fight?