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

"No, eh, no, I just wanted to say that you're done talking, I didn't mean that, senior sister, your hand... where are you going to stretch it!?"

"Sleep peacefully, good night."

"Good night - I can't be safe!!"

Chapter 18 New Developments/New Mysteries

Ironically, after becoming a woman, Hang Yanling really understood what it means to be hollowed out by wine and sex.

Waking up the next morning, Yan Qiuyu put on his clothes and left the dormitory with a red face. Hang Yanling lay on the bed like dried salted fish, staring at the ceiling with dull eyes.

Last night, it was not a question of whether I could sleep well or not...

Since when did Xiao Qiuyu become such a hooligan... I don't remember that I have raised such a child...

"Damn..."

After finally struggling to get up from the bed and getting dressed, Hang Yanling stared at the dark circles under her eyes and moved towards the classroom step by step.

I don't know how long after walking, the appearance of the old school appeared in front of my eyes...

……

……

I'm blinded?

How come there are two old school buildings?

Suddenly, an extremely ear-piercing voice sounded in front of the old school building: "Are you sick!!!!"

This voice sounds like Bai Yuehuan...

Ah, that lively figure in front is indeed that girl Bai Yuhuan, that's right...

Wait, Bai Yuhuan, are you calling someone sick?

What the hell! ?

Hang Yanling regained consciousness with a jolt all over her body, and only then did she see clearly that next to the old school building of the different class was a room made of stones and mud, which was about three meters high, a full size bigger than the dilapidated wooden school building. more than double.

And Bai Yuhuan was pulling the dirty Fei, gnashing his teeth and cursing: "I would rather smash this thing! I will never let you do it recklessly!"

"Let go, this is my work."

"The raw materials were brought by my mother one by one with bare hands! And you are fucking crazy!? Who would put your mother's big iron furnace in the classroom!! I said you give it to me What is a chimney as big as in the blueprints for!!"

"A place without a furnace is not a school at all."

"Then it's the rules of your Forging Mountain Sect, my God, why do blacksmiths have to make things difficult for them!?"

The two were tugging, judging from the wrestling process, the short Bai Yuhuan's hand strength was actually better than the tall Fei.

Hang Yanling stood in the distance and watched for about 15 seconds, then turned around and ran quickly towards the old school building.

Seeing Hang Yanling, Bai Yuhuan screamed loudly: "At home! Help me! This bitch is crazy!!"

Laugh dead, return home.

If I were in your family, do you know how green your hat was last night?

Hang Yanling closed the wooden door with a backhand, and directly corroded the structure of the wooden door with Yin Lingqi and welded it to death on the spot.

Wiping the cold sweat off his forehead, he raised his head, but the scene in the classroom made Hang Yanling regretful and wanted to tear down the door and run out.

To be honest, the picture in the classroom is not as good as the two psychos outside the door.

I saw a paper figurine sitting in my place... or rather, a girl whose complexion was as pale as paper, two blobs of red rouge were excessively painted on her cheeks, her lips were red, she was motionless, and her eyes were stiff.

And his tablemate, Little Bell, was clapping happily, and put a beautiful filial piety hat on that person's head.

If he hadn't had PTSD in his previous life, Hang Yanling really wouldn't have recognized Jiang Xiaowan as the guy who was dressed like a ghost.

"You... what are you doing?"

The corner of Hang Yanling's mouth twitched and asked.

Let the little bell make trouble wherever you put it, but I said Mi Xintong, what are you doing there?

Are you not social fear?

What is the meaning of the twitching you are smiling while holding the lipstick?

Is the ability of people on earth to integrate into this segment so strong?

Hearing Hang Yanling's question, Mi Xintong rubbed her sore belly from laughter, and said intermittently: "I, I just want to try, hahaha...try the cosmetics I bought...hahahahaha, look, This, this lipstick, hahahahaha..."

"Senior sister, let's see if she looks good!"

Seeing that Hang Yanling was coming, Little Bell jumped up, walked to Hang Yanling's side with small steps, and hugged Hang Yanling's arm. After carefully confirming that the smell of corpses from yesterday was gone from Hang Yanling's body, followed My good senior sister showed off: "This look can be put directly into the coffin for funeral!"

"The purpose of putting makeup on a dead person is to make it look like a living person. It's not for you to forcefully make up a living person into a dead person!"

Hang Yanling gritted her teeth and pulled Xiao Lingdang's face, raised her head and said to Mi Xintong: "And you... Cosmetics are not cheap, what a waste of waste? Besides, you can be regarded as a campus bully."

"She made me do it herself."

Mi Xintong put a lot of brushes, bottles and cans of different lengths into the bag, and said in a good mood: "It was this classmate Jiang who called himself a book boy who provoked me first, saying that 'untouchables only need to use couplets. Paper can be used to smear on the lips, there is no need to use these superfluous things'... It is rare for me to buy so much cosmetics, it is a pity not to waste it."

Good guy, co-authoring is still asking for trouble-although it is not unimaginable for Jiang Xiaowan to do such a thing.

"Okay, okay, just a little bit of revenge, don't bully too much."

Hang Yanling said a few words casually, who knew that someone quickly spread out a pen and paper, brushed a little while writing and muttering: "The great living venerable, the treasure of the world, the living sage Master Hang Yanling, to those who have insulted him He showed a magnanimity that is difficult for ordinary people, compassion is the heart of a sage, and tolerance is the surplus of a strong man, and now I have a glimpse of the holy miracle.

hiss……

Blood pressure is up.

"The head of the class... No, where is Bi Shui? Why isn't Teacher Bi Shui here yet?"

Hang Yanling covered her head and asked weakly, when someone beside her poked her shoulder.

Turning her head, she saw a silent woman in black all over her body.

I remember it was called Mo Haoshan.

She handed Hang Yanling a piece of paper, on which was written Hang Yanling's class schedule for this week.

Because there is no training for Yin Lingqi students, Hang Yanling was divided into the "Zhou Zing Institute" for teaching body skills and the "Tuo Xing Institute" for teaching fist and palm kung fu.

It seems that everyone has a curriculum schedule specified by Bishui according to their personal characteristics.Arongdo is not in the class, so he probably went to class.

"Thank you, by the way, where did Teacher Bi Shui go?"

Mo Haoshan froze for a moment, hesitated for a while, walked to the podium, touched her pocket, took out a wooden sign from her pocket and put it on the podium.

There are big five characters written on the wooden sign

【Going to play mahjong】

"hiss…………"

Stabilize, my blood pressure must be stabilized.

Hang Yanling clutched her forehead, staggered twice and walked to her seat, Jiang Xiaowan turned her head to Hang Yanling with a face ashen, stood up stiffly, and shouted mechanically: "Master, please take a seat."

"Hey, I said, don't leave me frozen here, wouldn't it be nice to go back and forth from somewhere as soon as possible?"

Hang Yanling couldn't understand the reason for Jiang Xiaowan's stalemate, but in this strange class like a mental hospital, it was reasonable for Jiang Xiaowan to have accidents.

By the way, besides Arondo, none of these guys have class today? ? ?

Sitting on the seat, Hang Yanling rubbed her temples with quite a headache, thinking about how to spend this tormenting day.

At this moment, there was a bang bang bang sound outside the door, and the door panel shook twice and then was suddenly pushed open.

"Pfft, cough, cough... this door is too broken, it's rusted to death..."

The appearance made Hang Yanling startled, she looked puzzled at the man who walked into the classroom of the different class, and before she could speak, Jiang Xiaowan, who was standing beside Hang Yanling and serving her, suddenly seemed to be activated, crying and howling, staggering and running To the man who walked in, he shouted: "You have to be the master of others!!!"

For a moment, Li Tianshun stopped writing, Mi Xintong raised his head, Mo Haoshan withdrew his hand that was in Mi Xintong's bag, and Xiao Lingdang grinned.

"Unlucky egg!"

"Master Fu! They, they bully me!!! You have to be the master of others!!!!"

To be honest, it is really not too much to say that I was bullied by being painted into such a big face by my classmates.

If it was Fu Tianqing from before, I'm afraid she was already passionate about righteousness.

It's a pity that the current Fu Tianqing only returned Jiang Xiaowan with a bewildered expression: "Then what... who are you?"

"Mr. Fu, I am Jiang Xiaowan, the daughter of the Jiang family, Jiang Xiaowan. Since I lost to Hang Yanling that day, I have been tortured by her every day. I was poisoned by her yesterday, and I was teased by her as a laughing stock today. Mr. Fu , I am so bitter, my heart is really bitter!"

"...ah, oh, uh...um."

Fu Tianqing nodded blankly, grabbed Jiang Xiaowan's shoulders with both hands, took a step away to prevent her from falling into her arms, pointed her head at Hang Yanling who was sitting on the seat, and said, "Old Hang, are you free?" ?”

"I'm free, why?"

"I have something to tell you, is it convenient to come out?"

"It's not convenient, I can't wait to get out of this wretched place as soon as possible."

Hang Yanling stood up with a headache, and Jiang Xiaowan who was at the side showed joy when she saw this: "Master Fu, do you want to avenge her? Don't call her out, just right here, right here to teach this vile girl a lesson." Let her know what it means not to bully the young and poor!"

"Okay, okay, okay——" Fu Tianqing patted Jiang Xiaowan on the shoulder, turned her head and asked Hang Yanling who walked up to her, "Have you had breakfast yet?"

"forget."

"I have buns here, give you two pads?"

"Not hungry, not in the mood to eat."

"Pull it down, the stomach can bear it without eating early in the morning, hold it."

"What stuffing?"

"Leek eggs, cabbage vermicelli."

"It's too vegetarian, I don't like it."

"Nonsense, I don't like to eat what Lele brought for me, otherwise I can keep it?"

"Damn, you let me eat your kid's leftovers?"

"Oh my sister, how old are you and you still pick this one? Let's go to the cafeteria to see if there are any others left. Let's go."

Fu Tianqing turned around to leave, but her arm was grabbed by Jiang Xiaowan.

Jiang Xiaowan looked at Fu Tianqing with teary eyes: "Young Master Fu, I haven't had breakfast yet."

"Ah? Then your body is quite strong, keep it up, oh yes, remember to wash your face later, this makeup looks weird, Lao Hang, let's go."

With the bun in her mouth, Hang Yanling followed Fu Tianqing and left the classroom.

Jiang Xiaowan stood in a mess in the classroom, looked at the two people who walked out in disbelief, wiped her eyes vigorously, then rolled her eyes, and passed out.

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"What's wrong with that girl?"

Fu Tianqing scratched her neck, and looked back in the direction of the classroom wonderingly while walking.

Hang Yanling shook her head helplessly: "Your little girl, a miserable girl who was bullied by a villain."

"Pull it down."

Fu Tianqing scratched her head, turned her head resentfully, and put her hands in her sleeves: "Speaking of business, do you still remember the dead body of the Styx Sect that you found yesterday?"

"Remember, what happened?"

"...When I brought him back to the healing hospital yesterday, I found that something was wrong with this guy. I didn't know what was wrong until I arrived at the healing hospital—the guy was alive."

"Eh? Alive?"

"Yes... but if you really want to say it, it's not considered alive. It can only be said to be dead... but not completely dead."

"speak English."

"This is human words. That guy's body still has temperature... We felt cold before because of the ice cube. He is still alive. Although there is no heartbeat, his blood has always been warm. Although he is not breathing, he is still alive." There was always fresh blood coming out of the wound."

"what?"

Hang Yanling frowned, and Fu Tianqing further explained what happened last night.