Overlord, Love Me Tender

“Zhu Wu Xin, you…..”

With Di Mo Xuan by her side, Ye Qing Luo naturally had no qualms.

Just as she was preparing to tell Zhu Wu Xin that he had recognised the wrong person, she saw that red robe of his fluttering as though it was dancing.

A burst of strong Profound Qi broke out from his body.

Bursts of Profound Qi turned into multiple sharp blades.

In a twinkling, the entire space was shining with bright rays.

It started to rain down on Ye Qing Luo and Di Mo Xuan’s direction from all over.

The grip around Ye Qing Luo’s waist tightened as Di Mo Xuan grabbed her and speedily retreated.

Subsequently, he flicked his sleeve and a burst of energy propelled towards thos sharp blades like a hurricane, instantly dispersing them.

“Boom boom boom——”

A deafening bombing sound rang.

Multiple deep pits appeared after the explosion on the ground.

Shattered stones flew as the ash and smoke we hurled up.

Ye Qing Luo who was pulled behind Di Mo Xuan had her eyes widened, astonished at what she saw.

Just how strong was her man?

Di Mo Xuan had never shown his own Profound Grade in front of her.

She only knew that the legend of Nirvana Realm, the highly respected and revered Di Mo Xuan, was very powerful.

But just how powerful he was, she didn’t know.

But she knew Zhu Wu Xin was very powerful.

At least, if she wanted to go up against Zhu Wu Xin, she would absolutely not gain any advantages.

And most probably she would be injured.

Whereas under Zhu Wu Xin’s rage, he bore an insane strength which was proclaiming to destroy if he wasn’t able to obtain her, as he unleashed all his Profound Qi. However, it was dismissed by a casual flick of Di Mo Xuan’s sleeve, as it was suppressed back.

That was enough to tell that Di Mo Xuan’s Profound Grade was at least higher than Zhu Wu Xin’s by at least a stage or so.

Zhu Wu Xin himself apparently realised this point.

He was pushed back by Di Mo Xuan’s counterthrust strength as he retreated several steps and just barely managed to stabilise his footsteps.

He narrowed his eagle eyes as it was gleaming with a sliver of chilliness.

If he went head on, he was definitely not Di Mo Xuan’s match.

But…..

Zhu Wu Xin’s sight fell onto Ye Qing Luo once again.

That biting cold, deep eyes stared fixedly on her.

As though he wanted to use that layer of frost to freeze Ye Qing Luo completely.

After some time, Zhu Wu Xin’s fingers clenched tightly.

Forget it.

Anyway Ye Qing Luo had been found. He had waited for so many years so it didn’t matter if it was just a little while more.

There would be a day when he was able to make Ye Qing Luo admit personally that she remembered him.

“Ye Qing Luo, don’t you even think about escaping from me.”

Leaving this sentence, Zhu Wu Xin coldly shut his lips and with a leap, he disappeared into the secret tunnel.

This sentence was as icy cold as a poisonous snake, as it wound tightly around Ye Qing Luo.

She couldn’t help but shudder.

Touching her own arm, she nudged towards Di Mo Xuan’s hug as her expression turned slightly melancholic, “Surely he’s not serious… right?”

“You and him…”

“Only met once!” Ye Qing Luo interrupted him without any hesitation as she immediately explained, “It was in Heavenly Academy’s freshman training grounds. He was on the second storey while I was on the first. Just a casual glance and we didn’t even exchange any words at all!”

Di Mo Xuan lowered his head as he gently caressed her face, “I’m not doubting you.”

The gaze which Ye Qing Luo looked upon Zhu Wu Xin was very distant.

Especially after hearing Zhu Wu Xin’s expressing as though he caught her having an affair, it was filled with helplessness and stupefaction.

Di Mo Xuan believed in Ye Qing Luo’s memory skills.

If she had really met Zhu Wu Xin and had a deep relationship with him, she would definitely remember it.

“It’s good that you believe in me. I also don’t know how he decided that I’m the person he was searching for.”

Furthermore Zhu Wu Xin had called out her name accurately.

Her lower jaw was suddenly lifted up by Di Mo Xuan.

Ye Qing Luo’s brows creased slightly.

Her lower jaw which had been locked by Zhu Wu Xin was still hurting faintly.

Detecting Ye Qing Luo’s expression, Di Mo Xuan immediately loosened his hand.

It was then that he discovered a round of blue purplish bruise which remembered strangulation marks when his expression suddenly turned grave as he spoke out filled with worries, “I should have directly strangled him to death!”