The figure seemed to move slowly, but it easily blocked the arrows flying towards Leng Lingshuang.

   Yu Qingqian was not disappointed that the arrow was blocked, she had no hope of killing Leng Lingshuang just now.

   Of course, if the person in front of her did not appear, then Leng Lingshuang is now dead, and the people of the Leng family will definitely put away her body as soon as possible, and the blame is still valid.

   Both situations were within Yu Qingqian's expectations, but he just thought the first one was the most likely, and he guessed it right.

   "You really appeared." Yu Qing looked at the stunning woman standing in front of Leng Lingshuang calmly.

  Leng Lingshuang felt cold all over after what happened just now, and at this time, she couldn't help but relax a lot, and the palms holding the holy artifact were sweaty.

   "Auntie!" Leng Lingshuang shouted happily.

  Leng Yujun was not wearing a veil at this time. She was wearing a pure white sacrificial robe with a golden mark representing the Bu tribe between her eyebrows. She looked holy and dignified.

   Hearing Yu Qingqian's words, Leng Yujun's eyes were equally calm, his voice was gentle, with a bit of charm: "Did you know that I would appear?"

   "I guess you shouldn't let Leng Lingshuang die here." Yu Qingqian slightly hooked her lips, half a smile.

  The mother and daughter look somewhat similar, but their temperament is decidedly different, but they are both equally stunning and eye-catching. Standing in the crowd, they are also the focus of existence.

   At this moment, when Leng Yujun and Yu Qingqian faced each other, everyone present silently watched the show, guessing who would give in in the final outcome.

   "You are very smart." Leng Yujun looked at Yu Qingqian with admiration in his eyes.

   Yu Qingqian raised her eyebrows, her voice was a little lazy, but she was stern and firm, "But do I have to kill her?"

   "You are a smart person, you should do smart things." Leng Yujun said indifferently: "I will let the Leng family cancel the killing order, and I will no longer hunt and pester you."

   This is a promise in exchange for Leng Lingshuang's life. In the eyes of everyone, Leng Yujun took a step back first.

  Everyone turned their attention to Yu Qingqian, especially the disciples of the Holy Court. In their opinion, it was impossible for the Great Demon King to give in like this.

Yu Qingqian wrapped her arms around her hands, looked Leng Yujun up and down, her red lips moved, but the words she said were poisonous, "If the Leng family wants to withdraw the killing order from me, it depends on whether I agree. It seems that the Leng family The childishness of her is hereditary, and thanks to you, you can bring it up."

  If you really don't want her to be hunted down by the Leng family, then when she was in Haicheng, she could stop her with her strength, so why would she now look like a cat, tiger, mouse, and fake kindness to make her look down on her instead.

Hearing Yu Qingqian's words, everyone in the Leng family and those who knew the goddess' ruthless methods couldn't help but twitch the corners of their mouths. Those who dare to say that the goddess has already gone to see the king of hell, and they all have to admire Yu Qingqian. Too bold.

  Leng Yujun's expression didn't change, her eyes were so deep that she couldn't see her emotions clearly, but her slightly trembling body still revealed her restlessness at this time.

   She has always been afraid of such a confrontation between mother and daughter, but she also knows that it is inevitable after all.

   "No one dares to talk to me like this." Leng Yujun's voice was complicated and cool.

   She always thought that she could not care or regret it, but when she heard that the daughter she gave birth to was mocking herself in public like this, her heart couldn't help but twitch.

   Yu Qingqian smiled indifferently: "Then I'll be the first person."

   She has long passed the age of longing for maternal love, and in her eyes the woman opposite is a stranger, that's all.

There is no imaginary hatred, no voiceless questioning, no hatred and disgust, or even more hidden desires and complex emotions. It's just plain and indifferent. Yu Qingqian's eyes are like looking at strangers, but Leng Yujun suddenly uncomfortable.