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

What the "Purple Gold Taoist" wants to refine is not a defective product that can forcibly hang the dying person's life, but the real... medicine that can bring the dead back to life.

It's a pity that with the shortage of spirit trees in the last world, Taoist Zijin passed away after experiencing a major blow.

……

……

Almost the entire book is devoted to recording the past of this "Zijin Taoist", and what he said and said seems to be a person who lived in that era and walked with Zijin Taoist for a period of time.

"The records in this book are so detailed, it should be true—but if this is true, how could Hang Yanling—"

Zhou Qingying was holding a book and thinking about it, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind her and landed on her shoulder.

"!?"

His sight was plunged into blood red, and the hormones in his body evaporated in an instant, Zhou Qingying shuddered, his body's reaction was faster than his brain's.

She quickly raised her hand and grabbed the arm on her shoulder and twisted it back. At the same time, she rolled from the chair to the side, called out the dagger from the ring, and raised her hand to hold the neck of the person who was grabbing her. .

Strange, when did I react so quickly...

"Who!"

The smell in the air made her very uncomfortable.

"Ah...it's me..."

Zhou Qingying looked up slowly, and what she saw was a soft face.

"...what are you doing?"

"It just so happens that I want to see something today."

The woman with the dagger on her neck smiled gently, and from the corner of her eyes, she turned to the sharp blade on her neck.

"In normal times - if you want, I can let you wipe it off at any time... It's a pity that it can't be done now."

She shook her head, gently raised her hand to hold the blade, her eyes moved slightly, and she looked at Zhou Qingying with a weak smile on her face.

"Ying'er, spare my life for now, okay?"

"you--"

Zhou Qingying clicked her tongue, she didn't understand why she overreacted so much, she withdrew her dagger, Zhou Qingying looked at the woman in front of her—her sister by blood, Zhou Qinghe.

"It's fine if you want to avenge your childhood revenge, but I just want you to wait for a few days..."

"I'm not interested in your life."

Zhou Qingying retracted the dagger in disappointment, and at the same time hugged the book she was reading in her arms, and turned to go to another table.

"and many more."

Zhou Qinghe stopped Zhou Qingying with a loud voice, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Well...Hang Yanling, how's it going?"

Upon hearing these three words, Zhou Qingying's heart skipped a beat.

Now the person lying in Linlang Academy is a counterfeit, and it would be a big trouble for Zhou Qinghe to mention it at this time, so he simply dealt with it casually: "She has been doing well in the past few days, but she just said that she doesn't want to see you anymore."

"It's not that I don't want to, but you don't remember me?"

"..."

"Don't worry, I won't provoke her until she finds me."

After so many years, Zhou Qinghe still seemed to be very clear about what her sister was thinking. She comforted her softly: "That day, I saw you together... She was very happy with you. I have never seen her before. Don't worry, I don't care It will destroy the happiness you have."

"..."

"...Sorry, I spoiled your interest."

Zhou Qinghe's eyes dimmed for a moment, he lowered his head and hugged the book in his arms, and walked away from another direction.

Zhou Qingying turned her head to look at her sister with a complicated expression, and when she saw the book Zhou Qinghe was holding in her arms, she clicked her tongue hard and ducked her feet: "Stop."

"……Um?"

"You seem to have told me that if there were only the two of us, would you tell me what happened back then?"

Zhou Qingying raised her head, took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly.

"Let me tell you first, I have never forgiven you, and the person I hate the most has always been you...Even if you tell me what difficulties you have, I probably won't change my opinion of you."

"Ok, I know……"

"I wasn't interested in these at first, but...but Hang Yanling, she chose to save you...so I, I...I want to know if you are worthy of being chosen by her."

Zhou Qingying was not interested in these things at first.

Hang Yanling seemed to have made some arrangements. It was said that the academy had focused on protecting Zhou Qinghe during Hang Yanling's disappearance.

Now that Zhou Qinghe is safe and sound, it means that Hang Yanling's original purpose was to protect this sister who once killed her.

Thanks to her gift, Hangyan Lingyin's aura collapsed, and her memory returned to her childhood appearance.

Zhou Qingying could have let go of her sisterhood, and didn't pursue Hang Yanling's plan before losing her memory. She chose to ignore everything and enjoy everything in front of her with peace of mind.

It's a pity that her character, Zhou Qingying, couldn't do this.

Be true, be strong, be stubborn.

And...the almost absolute trust in Hang Yanling.

"If, I, I said if."

Zhou Qingying turned her face away, and clenched her fists: "If the answer you gave me is still satisfactory... During the period when Hang Yanling didn't recall it, I, I will, for her, complete, fulfill the responsibility of protecting you .”

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"Quack-quack!!!!"

In a world as dense as the blue sea, the huge beetle died down and collapsed on the ground after it burst into flames for the last time.

The magma burned the forest into scorched earth, but more trees sprouted and grew on the scorched earth.

"Clap, clap."

A string of footprints spread among the forests.

As the footprints moved forward, these exuberant trees that almost dominated the world gave way one after another.

A hunchbacked man, with his hands in a white coat, climbed up the stairs step by step.

The long mountain road of Hangu Mountain seemed very familiar to this man.

He leisurely climbed up the stairs and came to the center of the scorched earth.

Witnessing the huge beetle carcasses being devoured by the trees, the color of the flames reflected in his glass lenses.

The man rolled his eyes and sighed softly.

He hunched over and moved on.They bypassed the mill and walked to the hut whose roof had already been blasted off.

The blood on the ground has dried up, and there are still messy footprints on the ground.

The man bent down and lightly measured the footprints on the ground with the palm of his hand, then rubbed his fingers together and remained silent.

Black vines wrapped around the man, like a servant.

The man looked around and seemed to become anxious. He suddenly quickened his pace and searched everywhere in the building of Ghost Spirit Gate.

Finally, he lowered his head in disappointment, clapped his hands slowly, and the vines were entangled in front of him.

Thick tree trunks are pulled out of thin meridians, and they begin to entangle with each other and build.

Finally formed a "body"

A man with normal body temperature, breathing, and gray hair.

That body made of trees was the original owner of this land, the master of Ghost Spirit Sect, Fu Tianqing.

Seeing the appearance of the "body", the man's anxiety subsided a lot. He put his hands on the shoulders of "Fu Tianqing" which was described by trees, and looked him up and down.Then he gently pushed him away, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.

"Hush...huh..."

The man narrowed his eyes and opened his mouth to exhale smoke.

The smell of nicotine and tar is not good, but fortunately, it can wake up the brain.

The mirrors reflect the darkened sky.

Under the lens, the man's eyes turned red.

"Cough cough."

Not used to smoking, he was choked twice and bent down in embarrassment. After noticing that "Fu Tianqing" in front of him was looking at him, the man seemed to be a little embarrassed and scratched his hair.

He habitually wanted to smile, but after seeing "Fu Tianqing"'s expressionless eyes, his smile restrained.

He threw the unfinished cigarette on the ground and stamped it out with his foot.

The man's waist seemed to be even more bent.

With a long sigh, he hugged "Fu Tianqing", patted Fu Tianqing's back heavily with his palm, then turned around and left without saying a word.

The tree followed behind the man in the white coat, like the most obedient servant.

As the man moved forward, a gap opened in the dimension.

He broke off a few branches and put them in his pocket. After stepping into the gap, his figure completely dissipated in the world covered by the sea of ​​trees.

For a long time, for a long time.

The space was distorted.

Another woman with dark red hair in a white coat stepped into this world.

She looked around, and finally found a fist-sized snail with a red carapace, rescued it from the entanglement of vines, and hugged it in her arms.

Looking at the footprints on the ground, the blood-red haired girl shook her head.

Those black trees seemed to be afraid of the girl's arrival, and retreated towards the surroundings one after another.

The girl glanced at the tree, grinned, and kicked her hands in her pockets.

facing a certain direction.

"Doctor" whispered so softly.

"It's best, it's better to treat all of this as an ordinary sideline, an abrupt interspersed plot, and simply dismiss it. Whether it's for you or for him...it's a pity--"

The voice trembled slightly.

The voice of the red-haired girl suppressed pleasure.

"You two, if it's so easy to listen to people's persuasion, how did you develop to where you are today? Do you think... yes, no, yes?"

Chapter 55 The Secret of the Zhou Family

"Ugh...vomit!!!"

Zhou Qingying covered her mouth, her shoulders trembled, her face was pale, and there was cold sweat on her forehead.

"You, what you just said...is all..."

"At this point, I don't need to lie to you."

"How could it be...how could it be..."

The heart was trembling violently, and the feeling of vomiting kept coming from the abdomen.

Lowering her head, looking at the books in front of her, and looking at the words about "Purple Gold Wood", Zhou Qingying only felt nauseated.

What the elder sister who is connected by blood told Zhou Qingying was not an explanation for trying to entrap her when she was young, but a story.

A story about destiny.

The statement that Zhou's family members were short-lived for generations was nothing more than a hoax created by their ancestors.

"We are all... living sacrifices..."

Not because of disease, not because of physical limitations.

Anyone with this surname will become a living sacrifice when his body is at its peak.

Killed, buried in the soil, turned into nourishment.