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

Mi Xintong patted her chest confidently: "I am very relieved of Xiaoling's behavior!"

"...Wait, do you have any misunderstanding about the title of the biggest villain in the current version of Linlang Academy?"

"Those are all rumors, I believe what I see about you."

"So relieved? What do you think of me...?"

Seeing Hang Yanling's surprised expression, Mi Xintong reached out and patted Hang Yanling's shoulder, looked straight at Hang Yanling and said, "He is a person who will never take the initiative to cause trouble for himself until his eyebrows are burned."

"...Unexpectedly, there is no way to refute it."

"Really? If you are really as cruel as Linlang Academy said, the boys who came to harass you this week would have been beaten to death by you, but so far, you have not dealt with any of the boys yourself. I Thinking that if other people in the class don’t help you, you might not take action against them, and just dismiss them casually without answering?”

"Um……"

Damn, it was hit.

Seeing that Hang Yanling had no way to refute, Mi Xintong snorted twice proudly, and then took the initiative to grab Hang Yanling's hand.

"Okay! Coordinate anchoring, benchmark calibration, one step closer... breaking through obstacles—"

The figures of the two girls disappeared into the room.

The only difference is that this time Hang Yanling failed to finish listening to Mi Xintong's speech on the second illness.

Yes.

This time, something went wrong

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When Hang Yanling opened his eyes, it was not a modern city full of traffic.

Nor is it his dormitory in Linlang Academy.

It's a piece of scorched land.

"Eh?"

Hang Yanling looked down at her feet, the dry grass on the bottom of her feet made a crackling sound when touched, and turned into dust with just a light step.

Looking up, the sky is strangely red.

The blood-red sky, the sun cannot be seen, and day and night cannot be distinguished.

Obviously, this is not Earth.

"Wait, shit, where did you send me?! Hey, Mi Xintong!?"

Hang Yanling yelled twice, but got no response.

It was very quiet around, and there was no sound of anyone talking.

"Oh, really, can I go back then?"

Because the last time he traveled back to Earth in the blink of an eye, Hang Yanling was not aware of the possibility of "transmission failure".

In desperation, she had no choice but to step forward on the withered grass on the ground, to see if she could find someone to ask about the situation here.

Swish, Swish.

Stepping on the dead grass, footprints spread on the grass, leaving deep and shallow one after another.

The surrounding scene was lifeless, and there was no dirt under the grass, but a piece of dry sand.

No water, no nutrients.

No living things could be seen.

After walking through the grassland, a looming mountain range appeared in front of us.

The outline of the mountain range is very strange, narrow at the bottom and wide at the top, like an upside-down cone. What's even more strange is that as the distance approaches, the outline of the mountain seems to be shaking.

"..."

Walking to the end of the grass, Hang Yanling stopped and took a deep breath.

The air was dry, hot, and smelled very unpleasant.

A "road" appeared at the edge of the grass.

It was paved with stones, and the width was no more than one meter.

And it was the emergence of this road that caused Hang Yanling to hesitate.

Mottled, colored pebbles of all sizes spread like snakes on the dry and cracked soil.

There are traces of sword damage on the cobblestones, and there are arrow branches damaged by wind erosion on the ground not far away.

This obviously shows that there has been a fierce battle here, and those gray marks on the ground are probably blood.

This battle should have passed for a long, long time.

Going forward along the path, you can see a wide ditch and a broken bridge.

This ditch should have once been a river, but not only did it dry up for some reason, but there were also dead aquatic plants and fish bones in it... and what seemed to be human bones.

There are still some traces carved on the wooden piles of the broken bridge, which have been eroded by the wind and cannot be seen clearly.

Hang Yanling's palm gently stroked these marks, she raised her head and walked onto the broken bridge, the broken bridge under the girl's unheavy weight made a creaking sound.

She jumped lightly, came to the other side of the river ditch, and continued walking along the pebble path.

This pebble path is like a little snake winding on the scorched earth, leading to the twisted mountain ahead.

It was only when I got close to Hang Yanling that I could see clearly that there were many trees growing on that mountain.

The unusual inverted cone-shaped structure is an illusion caused by the unscrupulously growing trees on the top of the mountain. The shade of the trees formed a huge shadow, covering the entire mountain.

It should be the most resolute mountain, but it seems crumbling under the entanglement of these trees.

"puff."

Walking on the broken scorched earth, Hang Yanling couldn't help laughing.

She sighed and looked up at the mountain.

He looked back at the broken bridge he had passed.

The footsteps did not stop, and continued to move forward.

"I haven't been back for a long time..."

rustle.

The maiden's footsteps are slow and heavy.

The crisp voice was exhausted and hoarse.

Is it a dream?

Is it a hallucination?

In this world, everything is so familiar.

Yes, she knew the ditch.

Recognize the broken bridge.

I recognize the mountain in front of me.

"It's just the Hangu Mountain in my memory... But there have never been so many trees growing."

Chapter 32 Trees

Hangu Mountain, once one of the temporary residences of Ghost Spirit Sect, is also one of the longest residences of this sect that constantly relies on evading pursuit and killing to survive.

It was originally a desolate and dilapidated hilltop full of weeds, but Fu Tianqing in her previous life took it down with almost no money and used it as a stronghold for her sect.

This white snake-like cobblestone road was paved by many former disciples led by him.

Homeless and homeless, Fu Tianqing, who spent the rest of her life wandering like duckweed in the sky and earth, propped up the Ghost Spirit Gate with her hands, providing a shelter for the homeless children.

This cobblestone road is the way to home, and it is also the symbol and mark of the ghost gate.

Even though the cobblestone road eventually became a clue for the righteous way to hunt down the Ghost Spirit Gate because of the traitor's betrayal, Fu Tianqing still did not give up this habit. No matter where he went, he would lead the disciples in the gate to pave it.

Of course... the road in front of Hangu Mountain was the last path he paved in his life.

Since there is this cobblestone path, then this cold bone mountain cannot be the cold bone mountain in his world as "Hangyan Ling".

This is the past of "Fu Tianqing".

……

Hang Yanling looked down at her hands and feet, they were slender and fair, and there were flower patterns formed by the gathering of yin and aura on her arms.

Everything shows that he is still "Hang Yan Ling" at this time.

So, what is this cold bone mountain in front of me?

hallucinations?

The formation of all illusions must be based on the caster's sufficient understanding of the content of the illusion.

This world, this cold bone mountain, it is impossible for anyone in the world today to know about it.

This is a memory that only existed in Fu Tianqing's mind in the previous life, and to take a step back, even if other people know the memory in his mind, the one created by using illusion must be the cold building that Fu Tianqing is most familiar with. Bone Mountain, instead of being entangled with trees and vines like it is now, and everything around it has been turned into ashes.

This has no benefit other than arousing the vigilance of the recruiters.

Rule out the possibility that this is an artificial hallucination.

Since I am still in Hang Yanling's body at this time, and the yin aura in my body still contains the ones collected in the Fu family before, it means that my experience of "being reincarnated as Hang Yanling after being poisoned by an apprentice" is not a dream .

Time travel is a real thing, and I really stand here as the "Hangyan Ling" after experiencing those things.

it is good……

Got into a dead end.

Hang Yanling's thinking didn't stop her from moving forward. She climbed up the familiar mountain road step by step. Everywhere she looked was withered and barren. There were not as many traces of war here as in the area just now, but there was still no trace of life. .

Dry bones, wild grass.

Hang Yanling didn't know what kind of tragic battle this area experienced after his death in his previous life.

This is unreasonable. There are not so many people in the Ghost Spirit Sect of Hangu Mountain who are worth killing in a righteous way.

When he died, the apprentices around him had already run away and rebelled, leaving only Yu Zangxin as his apprentice.

Yu'er also drank the poisoned wine to die in the end, it is impossible for her to kill these people.

That's strange, where did these dead people come from, and why did they come all the way to a place like Hangu Mountain?

The only possibility that comes to mind is the vines in front of me...

The more you go up the mountain, the denser the black and gray trees become.

Hang Yanling had never seen such a tree before. The thick, dry bark seemed unable to restrain the wood inside. The bark was squeezed and cracked and deformed, revealing the dark purple cambium.

Such a thick tree trunk does not grow straight upwards, but bends and crawls, slumping to the ground like a giant python.There are many root systems spreading out from the crown of the tree, which look like the aerial roots of the banyan tree, which are clustered on the ground one by one, intertwined and entangled with each other.

Hang Yanling frowned, and she raised her hand to try to corrode these strange trees with Yin Lingqi, but the penetration of Yin Lingqi was unusually slow.

The Yin aura that symbolizes death itself has a strong targeting effect on all living things, but the conduction of this Yin aura has encountered obstacles on this big tree. Just after a part of it has been eroded, the tree quickly squirmed and swelled. A new bark layer is formed.

This made Hang Yanling more convinced of the weirdness of the tree, but at this time it was not a problem to have trouble with the tree, so she had to bend down and get into the gap between the trees, struggling to continue walking to the top of the mountain.

There, were the answers she had to witness.

The sharp branches of the tree cut through the girl's skin, and the blood dripped from the branches and penetrated into the trunk.

These trees can drink human blood...

The vigilance in his heart is constantly increasing, and the dark golden light in his eyes is also becoming stronger and stronger.

However, this time, Hang Yanling closed his eyes, did not think about those unnecessary questions, and just climbed towards the top of the mountain wholeheartedly.

As the tree trunks gradually became thicker and the road became dangerous, Hang Yanling carefully planned every use of Yin Lingqi. In an absolutely rational state, she kept destroying the tree trunks blocking the road as much as possible at the smallest cost. Avoid adding more wounds to yourself.

Even so, after she climbed to the top of the mountain, three full hours had passed.

This time has already exceeded the two-hour time limit for "extracurricular activities" on weekends. It seems that it is not feasible to expect to be forcibly sent back when the time is up.

But it doesn't matter.