Leng Yujun closed his eyes, his face full of pain, a trace of blood spilled from his lips.

  Because all the special divination powers were mobilized before, and he was concentrating and concentrating on trying to control Yu Qingqian, he was suddenly attacked by Yu Qingqian, and the damage was very serious.

   The scarlet color in Yu Qing's shallow eyes faded, and there was a hint of irony on his lips.

   She approached Leng Yujun and said, "Want to control me with divination secrets? You think too much!"

  Leng Yujun had a splitting headache, but he still opened his eyes and looked at Yu Qingqian, his tone was full of affirmation and asked: "You are the fortune teller who destroyed my magic more than a year ago?"

   "Since you've already guessed it, why ask any more." Yu Qing chuckled lightly: "It seems that my skills are better now, and you've spent all these years in the abyss and **** for nothing."

   If it wasn't for the divination-related Lingzhi Longshan, who also obtained a secret divination method from Feng Chen, Yu Qingqian would definitely not be able to fight against Leng Yujun today.

  Fengchen's divination secret method is obtained from the memory of the Dark Eternal God Emperor, which is very advanced and mysterious.

  Yu Qingqian always lacked something in his practice before, but since refining absorbed the heart of the interface and derived his avatar, the secret method has also been completed.

   In the past year or so, not only Yu Qingqian has made further progress, but so has Leng Yujun.

   After the last spell was broken, Leng Yujun found her own secret technique of divination and reached the end of it.

   I just didn’t expect that this time I would fall on my daughter again.

   "You just pretended?" Leng Yujun's face was full of pain, and more and more bloodstains overflowed from his lips.

   Yu Qingqian shrugged: "Although I am pretending, the questions I answer are all facts."

   "You thought you controlled my mind, but unfortunately, I spied out my inner world instead."

  Yu Qingqian approached Leng Yujun's ear, and chuckled softly in the same voice: "You actually want to control me to get the silver ore of the secret spirit and dominate my father's emotional world, it's too whimsical! It's abominable!"

   Immediately, a layer of seemingly dazzling orange light spots appeared in her hand, and she patted Leng Yujun on the shoulder.

   "Divination is not what I am best at. You are the medium that brought me into this world anyway, so I still have to respect you."

   "I will compete with you with the poison I'm best at. If you can survive a cup of tea, then you will win!"

  Yu Qingqian withdrew his hand, the orange light spots on it had disappeared, and they all got into Leng Yujun's sea-conscious soul.

   "But if the time for a cup of tea passes and you don't make it through, then you will become an idiot who has lost memory and intelligence."

   "After all, in front of my father and my family Feng Chen, I still don't want them to see me killing my mother with my own hands!"

  Yu Qingqian stayed away from Leng Yujun's ear, not only did not have the slightest temperature in his eyes, but was abnormally cold, "Leng Yujun, let's end the battle between us here."

  Leng Yujun couldn't help but feel a chill on his back after hearing Yu Qingqian's words, "You, you can't treat me like that."

"Why not?"

Yu Qingqian sneered: "If you didn't try to control my mind and make me your puppet, I could let you live a little longer, or die easier, but now you are asking for it all by yourself. It's also called revenge."

   Such a mother, Yu Qingqian really couldn't bear the other's maternal love.