After being reincarnated as a bad woman, I became my enemy?

"Ah! Yes, damn it, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you! I have to hurry up."

Hang Yanling slapped his head, realizing that there was no time to waste, so he turned around and was about to run.

"Fu Tianqing", who couldn't laugh or cry, grabbed Hang Yanling by the collar, and with the advantage of physical strength, he held onto Hang Yanling, and said leisurely, "Little girl... this old man is not Fu Tianqing."

"……Eh?"

Hang Yanling turned her head back, frowned and stared at her young self for a while, and suddenly her eyes lit up.

"Ah, it's you..."

"Hehe, yes, I am the one you said yesterday, living in Xiao Tianqing's ring..."

"Old turtle ascends!"

"That's right, it's my old turtle... eh, no!"

The young man Fu Tianqing's face darkened, he let go of Hang Yanling, and twitched the corners of his mouth: "Little girl, I didn't offend you, why are you scolding me?"

"Huh? Uh... I'm used to it."

Hang Yanling clicked her tongue and understood why Fu Tianqing was in such a state at this time.

The one standing in front of him was indeed Fu Tianqing's physical body, but at this moment Fu Tianqing had already handed over control of his body to another soul that resided in the ring.

This is one of Fu Tianqing's tricks. Inside the black jade wrench that Fu Tianqing wears on his thumb resides an old man who has lost his physical body and is proficient in the method of refining weapons. The long knife that he carried with him was forged according to the method taught by the old man.

He is the person Fu Tianqing once respected as his master and regarded him as his dearest relative——

Although many things happened in the previous life, Fu Tianqing gradually saw clearly that this old thing is essentially an old turtle who likes to watch the excitement and doesn't think it's a big deal.

But in his previous life, in order to protect Fu Tianqing's soul from being harmed by Hang Yanling's subordinates, he ended up with an annihilated soul and never reborn.

So seeing Mo Weng again, Hang Yanling couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

"Oh... I never thought I'd see you again, you old turtle."

"Hiss... are you polite!?"

From Mo Weng's point of view, this is the first time he met Hang Yanling, and now Hang Yanling came up and scolded the old turtle in front of his face, and he couldn't help sighing: "You are talking like an old acquaintance of mine, but the old man I really don’t remember any friend who practiced yin aura—yesterday you used exactly the same tricks as Tianqing, and you mentioned my existence in one word... You must have been observing Tianqing for a long time.”

After all, "Fu Tianqing" raised his head slowly, looked at Hang Yanling, and said with a slight smile: "And——only one day has passed, and you have broken through the Ning Yuan? When you fought with Xiao Tianqing yesterday, did you do it on purpose?" Let him...? Little girl, how much have you hidden?"

"Ah, this."

Hang Yanling scratched his head.

Being approached by Mo Weng was something she did not expect, but it was also reasonable, after all, she had already played Fu Tianqing's cards yesterday, and the past self was not so easy to let go of such things.

……

Eh, right?

"Wait - why are you confronting me, Fu Tianqing?"

If it was me in the past who revealed my secret, I would definitely ask myself to understand it.

Maintaining the possessed state requires Mo Weng's considerable energy and soul. Every time he becomes possessed, his soul will sleep for a long time. Fu Tianqing will never let Mo Weng possess him unless it is absolutely necessary.

Why did he call out this old turtle when he asked something today?

"He, uh..."

Mo Weng showed a troubled expression, rubbed his hands, coughed, and lowered his head to ask: "Xiao Tianqing? Well, are you feeling better? Is the little girl calling you?"

There was a dim black light from the ring, and the young man Fu Tianqing's body shook for a while, Fu Tianqing's head slowly lowered, and then raised again.

The tone also changed back to yesterday's dull look.

"Hang Yanling..."

"Hey, this smells right."

Hang Yanling nodded with her arms around her chest, and then frowned again: "Hiss—wait, it's still wrong, why are you speaking so nasally...Eh? Crying???"

"Don't worry about it..."

"No, hey, don't turn your head away, why are you making trouble, watch me talk?"

Hang Yanling thought for a moment, then raised his brows: "I said... You can't be... After being rejected by Xiao Qiuyu, you cried in pain, right?"

The young man Fu Tianqing raised his head and gave Hang Yanling a vicious look: "She is your senior sister, don't call her by that name."

Shit, really?

But then again, Fu Tianqing was only 17 years old at this time, a 17-year-old boy who had struggled for five years to get back his childhood sweetheart's marriage contract, but in the end he clearly won the duel and was rejected.

Mental breakdown is also normal.

Looking at her young self, Hang Yanling was filled with sympathy and melancholy.

This is my young self after all.

"Pfft."

"No, Hang Yanling, you!!"

"No, poof, cough cough...I don't, how could I see you being embarrassed...Puff, puff hahaha...No, no, I'm not happy...No, buddy, listen to me...Puff hahahaha, haha Ha ha!!"

Fu Tianqing, who became angry from embarrassment, stretched out her hands and grabbed the collar of Hang Yanling who was laughing out loud.

"what's so funny!!"

"No, big brother... I slowly, eh... I didn't have to choose in my last life, good guy, puff, you finally won in this life, and in the end, you, you let Xiao Qiuyu choose... Puff, hahaha, Didn't you, didn't you lose out? Pfft, you, who else can you blame..."

Although I don't know why.

It was obvious that she was the one who was unlucky, but seeing the young man who was teased yesterday looking so deflated today, Hang Yanling felt happy for no reason.

Ok……

This must be Hang Yanling's body laughing at Fu Tianqing by itself, it has nothing to do with me.

It's really too scumbag, Hang Yanling!

Just when Hang Yanling couldn't help laughing, something caught in the corner of her eyes made her stop smiling like a duck being strangled.

There is a saying in this world that extreme joy begets sorrow.

There is also one thing, that all hardships are rewarding.

for example.

Dumped by a girl, a 17-year-old boy who is extremely sad and lost, if he sees his sweetheart again by chance, it will be a blessing in disguise.

for example.

Make up your mind to leave the mental hospital, but forget your escape plan because you laughed at the failure of your past self, and the doctor in the mental hospital came to your door. This is called extreme joy and sorrow.

As Hang Yanling's laughter stopped abruptly, Fu Tianqing also turned to follow Hang Yanling's dull gaze.

In the depths of the forest, a smiling figure slowly came out of the darkness.

Hang Yanling swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and Fu Tianqing let go.

The two called out the person's name in unison:

"Little, little Qiuyu...? ""

Walking out of the darkness, Yan Qiuyu had a smile on his face, but that smile didn't have the slightest warmth.

After receiving the sight of the two, she tilted her head abruptly, and a strange "gaba" sound came out of her neck.

"Brother Fu, why are you in our back mountain? Junior sister, why are you with Brother Fu?"

"Ah, this..."

"Ah, this—"

Hang Yanling and Fu Tianqing tried to explain with the same words in unison, they both froze for a moment and looked at each other.

Yan Qiuyu's hand holding the food box trembled, and the smile on her face fell into deep darkness: "I was worried that my junior sister would not be used to the dinner I made with my own hands, so I went back to the ward to check... but the junior sister disappeared ——I was afraid that you thought my cooking was too unpalatable, so you ran out in a fit of anger..."

Gaba, Gaba.

Yan Qiuyu slowly opened her eyes, and the twitching of her eyelids exposed the indescribable danger hidden under her smile.

"Then, I searched, searched... searched... I found Houshan, and found Brother Fu who was supposed to have returned home and was pulling on Junior Sister's clothes... and Junior Sister, you are also... very happy? Why? ...you two...would...talk and laugh?"

Gaba!

Yan Qiuyu tilted his neck again.

Hang Yanling stammered and explained: "That that is just, just a chance encounter, a chance encounter!"

Fu Tianqing also stammered in the same way: "It just so happens..."

"It just so happens... One should go home yesterday, and the other should not get out of the hospital bed all day today. We met in the back mountain at night, talking and laughing?"

""I do not know either! ""

"Ah, so...is it just a coincidence?"

Yan Qiuyu blinked, smiled slightly, raised her slender fingers, and pointed at Hang Yanling's white skirt.

"Then... explain to me, Junior Sister's skirt that was torn up to her thigh... What kind of coincidence is it?"

A gust of cold wind suddenly blew in the forest at night, and the birds that lived in the forest screamed and flew into the night sky.

do not know why

It sounds like the whining sounds aren't just coming from birds.

Chapter 11 Changes, may be exploited

Facing Yan Qiuyu whose expression had become no longer warm, Hang Yanling took a deep breath, took a step back, and coughed.

"Forget it, if you really piss off Xiao Qiuyu, the loss outweighs the gain."

After that, she pointed to Fu Tianqing beside her: "Hey, it's Xiao Qiuyu anyway, so it doesn't matter if you tell her?"

"what--"

Fu Tianqing was stunned for a moment, thinking that Hang Yanling was going to reveal the existence of Mo Weng in the ring, he hesitated for a moment.

Hang Yanling grinned and said, "Anyway, you also want to find out who shot the arrow in the back - wouldn't it be better to let Xiao Qiuyu help?"

"……what?"

stab in the back?

What backstabbing?

Fu Tianqing hesitated due to violent emotional fluctuations, her head was a little dull for a moment, but soon realized that Hang Yanling was making a rescue, and hesitantly hummed: "Mmm..."

"Since Master Fu agreed, it's okay to tell the senior sister—Master Fu came to me to confirm the identity of the person who stabbed someone in the back before—he said that after thinking about it, he always felt that it was not me who did it, so he came to find me. Let me ask you clearly."

While talking, Hang Yanling played tricks on Fu Tianqing.

Although Fu Tianqing was unhappy, seeing Yan Qiuyu's more dangerous expression, and the fact that if he didn't use this as an excuse, he might be forced to explain why he came to Lianhuazong, after weighing the pros and cons for a second, he nodded helplessly. .

"That's right, it's for that."

Seeing the unnatural attitude of the two, Yan Qiuyu's cold expression eased a little, and he still frowned: "For such matters, you just come to our Lianhua Sect openly and aboveboard, so why should Brother Fu hide in the back mountain? "

"This……"

Fu Tianqing was hesitating to make up an excuse, but saw Hang Yanling's brows furrowed.

"Hey! Little... Senior Sister! This is too much!"

Yan Qiuyu was taken aback by Yan Qiuyu who suddenly roared, and looked down at Hang Yanling.

Hang Yanling pinched her waist, raised her hand and squeezed Yan Qiuyu's face: "Why didn't Master Fu dare to walk through the main entrance... Shouldn't you ask yourself first about this kind of thing?"

"Ah I……"

"Who is he hiding from, senior sister, don't you know?"

Hearing what Hang Yanling said, Yan Qiuyu's face turned red a little. Fu Tianqing's heart was hurt by the rejection of the marriage contract with Fu Tianqing. Now, if the two meet again, there will only be embarrassment.

So far, Yan Qiuyu's menacing aura just now has completely weakened.

She held the food box in both hands, lowered her head, she didn't dare to look at Hang Yanling, and she was too embarrassed to look at Fu Tianqing, she lowered her head and returned to the previous soft and timid look.

Seeing that the crisis was over, Hang Yanling breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head and asked, "Master Fu, how are you doing?"