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

After a week of getting along with each other, apart from the strangeness at the beginning, they had a pleasant time afterwards.

However, although she learned a lot of knowledge from the books Zhou Qingying brought back, to Yan Lingling, things on the other side of the earth still concerned her more.

I don't know if there is any trouble over there, the little girl who looks very similar to me won't run amok.

Looking at the two little girls in front of her, Yan Lingling suddenly felt that she had a dream.

She was born with no sense of crisis, even if she was teleported to another world for no reason, the panic in her heart was quickly suppressed by curiosity, because she couldn't go out, this week was not as good as she imagined magnificent.

If you have a chance in the future, come to this world and have fun again.

"Then, big sister, let's go."

Yan Lingling smiled and waved to Zhou Qingying. Zhou Qingying nodded and looked up at Yan Lingling who looked very similar to Hang Yanling. After hesitating for a while, she took out a small pill from her pocket and handed it to her.

"Take it."

"Yo, what's this, a tourist souvenir?"

"...You have the habit of staying up late, which is not good for your health. Maybe you will feel better after eating this."

"Hey, thanks."

Yan Lingling put the small emerald green pill into her pocket with a smile.

She didn't dare to take the pills sent by people from another world, but she couldn't help but appreciate his little sister's kindness.

Mi Xintong hesitated for a moment, but he still didn't stop this behavior that might break the balance.

After all, she is not a supervisor in the true sense.

But the reminder still needs to be reminded.

"You are not allowed to follow me this time, don't worry, I will bring Hang Yanling back."

Mi Xintong muttered something without complaining, Zhou Qingying nodded, and looked at Mi Xintong fixedly.

For some reason, there was always a faint feeling of irritability in her heart.

An hour later, Hang Yanling will come back here.

And when the time comes...

By the time……

Zhou Qingying squeezed the hairpin that Hang Yanling bought for her in the business district after she changed back to her childhood appearance, and nodded.

Soon, Mi Xintong put her hand on Yan Lingling's shoulder, the scene in front of her was distorted, and the figures of the two disappeared into the room.

Looking at the empty room, Zhou Qingying sat down on the chair, closed her eyes, and was full of thoughts.

She has made up her mind.

Taking another look at Hang Yanling, he set off for Zhou's house.

The luggage has been prepared in the ring, and it is not difficult to find out the location of the Zhou family.

Traveling day and night, it takes about a week to arrive.

……

What can I do and what is the point of going to Zhou's house by myself?

do not know.

She only knew that in Zhou Qinghe's description, she finally understood what Hang Yanling had been doing since entering school.

Whether Hang Yanling knew about the Zhou family's past, Zhou Qingying didn't know.

But she clearly remembered that night, in the darkness, the gray-haired, very strange Hang Yanling stood in front of her.

The person who confronted him was his sister.

Or... it was the father who couldn't even remember what he looked like.

what……

Of course, Hang Yanling knew about it.

She didn't tell anyone, and she silently shouldered the pressure that the fate of the Zhou family brought to Zhou Qingying's generation.

She protected Zhou Qinghe and Zhou Qingying.

But that night was the last time Zhou Qingying met Hang Yanling who still had memories.

After that, Hang Yanling lost the memory of the past five years, and became the "junior sister" she was most familiar with and most eager to meet again.

Such sudden good luck certainly makes people feel happy, but can I really accept this "happiness" with peace of mind?

no doubt.

In order to fight against his father, the suddenly strange Hang Yanling paid a price he didn't know.

What did Hang Yanling trade for that terrifying darkness like an undercurrent.

Is it just memory?

……

No matter what the price is, it was originally what he should bear.

Now that Hang Yanling has lost his memory, he should not know what happened to the Zhou family.

And if his father was still there, he probably wouldn't let go of Hang Yanling who obstructed his plan.

Going to Zhou's house this time, Zhou Qingying didn't know what chance she had of winning.

Her purpose is to kill her father and stop this farce that has lasted for thousands of years.

Of course, if you ask Lianhua Palace for help, you should be able to solve this matter easily.

……

But that won't work.

I can't do this by myself.

Growing up in Lianhua Palace since childhood, Zhou Qingying knew that as a sect, Lianhua Palace's biggest position and principle was neutrality.

The matter of the Fu family has caused Lianhua Palace to break the principle, not to mention asking the masters and uncles to assassinate the patriarch of a family for him.

If the incident is brought to light, the reputation of Lianhua Palace in Jianghu will be ruined, and people will hold the handle.

Even if the teachers still have the ability to protect themselves, what about the disciples of the Lotus Palace?

Zhou Qingying couldn't do this kind of thing to push Lianhua Palace to the forefront for her own selfish desires.

Hang Yanling can no longer be the one who silently bears everything.

I can't let the fate I escaped for more than ten years spread to the people around me.

Zhou Qinghe didn't have the ability to solve it, but he could.

If he couldn't kill his father, he could kill himself, so that his father would completely lose the chance of reincarnation.

Maybe this will be the last time...

Zhou Qingying held the hairpin given to her by Hang Yanling in her palm, and lowered her head.

She didn't cry, just waited quietly.

I hope to welcome my junior sister back with the calmest attitude and spend a good weekend with her.

Leave the best memory before hitting the road.

Time passed by minute by minute.

But when Zhou Qingying was still preparing silently, the scene in front of her was suddenly distorted.

"Eh?"

It's been less than an hour, how could...

From the broken space like a mirror, the figures of two people appeared.

Mi Xintong, who had just disappeared, stood there.

But the person beside her is not Hang Yanling.

but a...

He had never seen a man in a white coat with a gentle face.

"Hiss... Huh. It turns out that there is still such a world."

The strange man took a deep breath, looked down and saw Zhou Qingying with a surprised expression, but still raised his hand to say hello.

"Hello, little girl."

"Hello... No, where is Hang Yanling!?"

Zhou Qingying stood up suddenly, and she walked up to Mi Xintong in three panicked steps and two steps, and grabbed Mi Xintong's shoulders with both hands: "Hey, where is Hang Yanling?!"

Just as Mi Xintong was about to speak, the middle-aged man stopped her.

"Hang Yanling overslept. Instead, let me see how the world here is."

"what……"

"Well...Look at your size, you are the third senior sister that Hang Yanling mentioned to me?"

"Yes... yes, you are?"

Zhou Qingying looked suspiciously at the man in front of him. The man in front of him was gentle and calm. Standing there, he could not help but relax his vigilance and feel a sense of intimacy.

His attire was almost the same as that of the red-haired woman named Doctor, both of which were white coats that he had never seen before.

wait, no...

"Overslept, how could she?!"

"Maybe it's because I've been a little slack this week, haha, don't be sad, I will return her, as long as she is willing. Oh, by the way—my name is Qi Zijin."

"..."

Something is wrong and unreasonable.

Why did Mi Xintong keep her head down in front of this man?

Although she didn't have much contact with her, Zhou Qingying didn't think that Mi Xintong would just bring a strange man here.

Subconsciously, Zhou Qingying drew out his sword.

"What are you going to do here?"

"Well... let's take a look, just take a look."

Putting his hands in his coat, the man looked at the surrounding layout indifferently, smiled, lowered his head and asked, "Xin Tong, I'll leave the explanation to you, I'll go and look around first."

"Wait, speak clearly!"

Zhou Qingying raised her sword and wanted to go over, but Mi Xintong raised her arm, her unbearable expression flashed away, and she sternly shouted: "Stop!"

An invisible force restrained Zhou Qingying's movements, and the man leisurely walked out from Zhou Qingying's side with his hands in his pockets.

Mi Xintong didn't let go of her arms until the footsteps had gone away.

"Feel sorry……"

"Hey, where's Hang Yanling!? What happened to Hang Yanling!?"

"Don't, don't get excited."

Mi Xintong took a step back timidly. She lowered her head and covered her arm, her voice was as soft as a mosquito: "She's fine, she's just... receiving treatment."

"What the hell is going on!?"

"Her body is very weak and needs a period of rest... Now, in the hospital..."

"Fart! She was fine when she left!!!"

"...I, I don't know, Uncle Qi said it."

Mi Xintong hurriedly shook her head at a loss, she took two steps back and hit the wall with her back.

"I don't know anything, really..."

"That man, who is that man?! What is he doing here... Hey, take me to see Hang Yanling, something happened to her, I, I..."