As he spoke, the young man took a few steps forward and faced Chen Qingyang and Li Qingluan.

His gaze only glanced at Chen Qingyang's body, without the intention of staying for a moment, and when he saw Li Qingluan's stunning cold face clearly, the gloomy eyes obviously lit up.

"Beijian, they're just my ordinary friends." Jiang Liuli said in a deep voice.

"Ordinary friends are also friends, but I want to know, what qualifications do they have to be your friends." Ling Beijian said with a smile, the gloomy chill in his eyes flashed and disappeared.

A young man in his early twenties, calling Jiang Liuli, who is about thirty years old, "mother", feels very awkward no matter how he hears it.

However, Ling Beijian didn't seem to feel awkward at all, but seemed very natural.

"I don't need you to worry about what friends I make." Jiang Liuli said in a slightly cold voice.

However, Ling Beijian was indifferent at all, and said with a smile on his face: "You are my mother, of course I have to be responsible for your safety, otherwise if you let my father know that you are casually making friends outside, and there is actually a man, what do you think in his heart?" ”

The father in Ling Beijian's mouth is naturally Ling Chengfeng.

Jiang Liuli's face changed slightly, and she didn't dare to refute it at all.

Seeing that Jiang Liuli was no longer silent, Ling Beijian once again set his eyes on Li Qingluan's body, and said in a strange manner: "You should be Li Qingluan, the widow of the dead man, right?" ”

Li Qingluan, who was originally cold-faced, heard this, and the expression on his face instantly turned cold, and his eyes were fixed on Ling Beijian.

"You say it again?" Li Qingluan's voice was extremely cold.

Ling Beijian's words completely touched the scales in Li Qingluan's heart, and there was even a touch of cold killing intent in her eyes.

But Li Qingluan also knew very well in her heart that with her body that had not yet recovered, it was impossible for Ling Beijian to be Ling Beijian's opponent now, otherwise based on his words alone, Li Qingluan would have slapped him to death a long time ago.

Chen Qingyang stood aside, his eyes narrowed into a slit and looked at Ling Beijian.

He didn't rashly release his breath to test the strength of Ling Beijian, but Chen Qingyang could clearly feel that the other party was like the ancient sword behind him that had not yet been unsheathed, and there was a palpitating edge in his restraint.

The strength of this son is definitely not simple.

Facing Li Qingluan's cold questioning, Ling Beijian was not afraid at all, shrugged his shoulders and said, "What? Am I saying the wrong thing? Or are you no longer a widow? ”

In the face of Ling Beijian's provocation again, the anger in Li Qingluan's eyes was uncontrollable, even if she was still injured at the moment, she couldn't care so much at all.

Just as Li Qingluan was about to make a move, Chen Qingyang on the side suddenly stood in front of her and looked directly at Ling Beijian.

Chen Qingyang suddenly broke into his sight, and Ling Beijian only glanced at him lightly, and didn't pay much attention to it.

"Talking yin and yang, you shouldn't be a human being, right?" Chen Qingyang said with a chuckle.

The other party was so rude to Li Qingluan, Chen Qingyang naturally wouldn't be polite, even if he had his back against a mountain?

Ling Beijian's originally calm face sank suddenly, and his eyes were like a sharp sword out of the sheath, looking at Chen Qingyang with a cold light.

"Boy, does it make you feel like you're superior? Do you believe that because of what you just said, I can make you not see the sun tomorrow? Ling Beijian said with a slight sneer.

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Jiang Liuli's face changed again, and he hurriedly stood up and said: "Beijian, he is unintentional, besides, the Ling family also has ancestral training, and the disciples of the family must not easily cause trouble in the outside world." ”

Jiang Liuli didn't stand up to speak for Chen Qingyang, but when he said this, the coldness in Ling Beijian's eyes was even worse.

"Mom, you seem to care about him very much?" Ling Beijian asked.

A hint of panic flashed in Jiang Liuli's eyes, but she quickly covered it up.

"I'm just afraid that you will be punished by the family because of the spur of the moment." Jiang Liuli explained.

"Really?" Ling Beijian sneered and said, "How do I feel that you are afraid that I will hurt him?" ”

Jiang Liuli hurriedly shook her head, but she was powerless to explain at all.

Chen Qingyang on the side was the first time he saw Jiang Liuli so flustered and helpless.

She seemed to be very afraid of the Ling Beijian in front of her.

From Nangong Liang's mouth, Chen Qingyang learned that Jiang Liuli's situation in the Ling family was very bad, but he didn't expect that the situation seemed to be even worse than he imagined.

The young man in front of him who called her "Mom" could speak arrogantly to her, and you can imagine how low Jiang Liuli's status in the Ling family was.

Thinking of this, Chen Qingyang inexplicably rose a wave of anger in his heart.

The gaze in Ling Beijian's eyes became more and more eerie and terrifying, and his intuition told him that the relationship between the young man in front of him and Jiang Liuli was not simple.

However, Jiang Liuli is right, the Ling family does have this ancestral teaching, if he kills Chen Qingyang in front of the public now, once it causes the impact of panic, I am afraid that it will be transmitted back to the Ling family in less than a day.

With Ling Beijian's identity in the Ling family, although he will not suffer too much punishment for killing an ordinary person, it is currently in the period of competition for the position of the head of the Ling family, although Ling Chengfeng is known as a rare demonic genius of the Ling family for hundreds of years, but this does not mean that he can sit firmly in the position of the head of the Ling family, and there are also other outstanding candidates competing with him.

Ling Beijian is the righteous son of Ling Chengfeng, his every move represents Ling Chengfeng, if he causes trouble at this time, he will be caught by members of other family lines, and I am afraid that it will bring great trouble to Ling Chengfeng's election as the head of the family.

Thinking of this, Ling Beijian forcibly endured the killing intent in his heart, and suddenly looked at Chen Qingyang with a smile on his face.

It's just that the smile looks like a gritty in your heart, as if a demon has just crawled out of hell in the silent dark night.

"For the sake of you being my mother's friend, I can spare your life, but you have to pay for what you just said, madness, come out!" Ling Beijian shouted.

The middle-aged man who had been standing behind Ling Beijian took a few steps forward, he was like the fiercest lion rushing on the grassland, opening his bloody mouth with a wild aura that made people tremble.

"Young Master, what do you command?" Madness bowed slightly and asked respectfully.

"Cut off his tongue, and I want him to never speak again." Ling Beijian pointed at Chen Qingyang and said coldly.

"Don't!" Jiang Liuli's face changed instantly, and he stepped forward desperately to stop Ling Beijian.

Her worst fears had happened.

Seeing Jiang Liuli's eyes full of panic, Ling Beijian's face became even more hideous, and he pushed Jiang Liuli away, a flash of madness flashed in his eyes.

"If you stop him any longer, maybe I'll change my mind and kill him!" Ling Beijian said in a cruel voice.