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

"Ga...ga...ga? Ga, ga...ga!!"

"Hey? Why can't you speak? It's not good to imitate a crow. You are obviously a starling, so you should be able to speak."

"Ga, quack, quack! Quack!"

"I see, you're hurt, aren't you?"

In the pit, the scorched red-eyed bird flapped its burnt and bald wings with all its strength.

The kind-hearted, non-staff disciple of Lianhua Palace who loves small animals, Xiao Lingdang, held up the crow in the pit with a distressed face: "Oh, how did it become like this...the wings are hairless and the belly is bulging, you now You look more like a black chicken...mynah, mynah, do you mean you are a black chicken?"

"Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack!"

The red-eyed crow apparently thought for a short while after being seriously injured, and changed his cry while enduring the pain.

Little Bell nodded with deep satisfaction.

"So it's really a black chicken. It's okay, but the black chicken is better to feed. Let's go!"

"Quack? Quack quack?"

"I'll catch bugs for you, and mend them well!"

"Gah, gah! Boo gah! Miss ah gah!!!"

"Hey, good luck! Foreign hot peppers!"

"Booga! Booga... burp."

"Huh? Why are you kicking your legs, are you still alive? Black-feathered starling crow chicken?"

The little bell grabbed the crow's leg and swung it around twice.

"Little Bell, what are you doing?"

"Oh, Third Senior Sister, Second Senior Sister, and Xiao Lingling Sister, you all came at the right time. This chicken seems to be sick. Can you help me treat it?"

"How can there be a chicken of this size... let me see?"

"Huh? This is not..."

Yan Qiuyu looked at the charred black bird held in the palm of Little Bell with a complicated expression.

long silence.

Frowning.

This……

What kind of bird is it?

No.17 Cause and effect

"Then it's just the two of us now."

He randomly found a place in the room to sit down, because of the restraint of the clothes on his body, Hang Yanling carefully lifted up the skirt, trying to maintain a sitting posture worthy of the clothes.

"...Miss Saint, what are you doing here?"

Wen Gongyu rubbed his temples, the confrontation just now made him a little incomprehensible.

Just, from his point of view.

The two stood facing each other for a while, and then the little sage suddenly threw a few balls to each other, and the opponent honestly caught them.

Then, the two of them started tossing the ball.

And it's still thrown face to face, just like juggling.

Then the little saint stood face to face with the blood-eyed crow monster for a while, the red-eyed monster was startled first, and then quietly proud, and then the little saint started counting, and it was fucking countdown.

The more the red-eyed monster was counted, the more flustered it became, and finally changed back to its original shape in a panic, smashed open the window and flew out...then flew into the sky and exploded into fireworks.

The two of them never slapped each other in the whole process. If there was any substantive confrontation, it would be the number of little saints.

what?The saint is so awesome, he can run away with the number of people?

Isn't this pure acting? ?

Wen Gongyu touched his head, and asked, "Are you two on the same team?"

Hang Yanling asked wonderingly: "Aren't you blind?"

"As long as I'm blind, I couldn't see you two confronting each other just now, and I wouldn't say that just by listening to you two talking."

"..."

Hang Yanling sighed, took out a piece of letter paper from the ring, and the rose used as a keepsake, and put them together on the table aside: "Someone in Nanzhou asked me to send you a letter, here. "

Wen Gongyu walked to the table cautiously, picked up the envelope and read it carefully, the expression on his face fluctuated from joy to worry, after reading the short letter for a long time, he finally let out a long sigh.

Seeing his emotion, Hang Yanling took the opportunity to ask: "How, what do you think?"

"She has been in human form for many years, and after all, she is not familiar with human culture... Although this word is written like autumn grass lying on the ground, with dry thorns, it is still her hard work."

Seeing the old man's words again, Wen Gongyu's words were choked up, and the circles of his eyes were slightly red.

Turning his head to look at Hang Yanling, he found that the little saint from Nanzhou was glaring at him viciously with a frightened expression on his face.

"how……"

"It's okay, I will urge her to practice calligraphy when I have a chance."

Hang Yanling popped out a few words from his teeth: "Besides that, don't you have anything else to say?"

"……No."

Wen Gongyu sighed, put the letter in the lit lamp oil, and the letter paper turned into dust along with the flames.

"Knowing that she is safe now, I am relieved a lot. Thank you little sage for your kindness, great kindness and great virtue, I will keep it in my heart."

"Just remember it in your heart. Regarding this letter, do you really plan to read it and finish it?"

Hang Yanling straightened her back slightly, and looked at Wen Gongyu in front of her: "She said that you are doing something very dangerous now, and I hope you stop—but if you insist on not following...I also want to hear your reason."

"Little saint, these things have nothing to do with you."

There was a hint of warning in Wen Gongyu's eyes: "Although I don't know your real origin and motive, since she is willing to let you deliver this letter, I believe you are a good person... I won't make things difficult for you, I hope you Don't go any deeper."

"Wow, you are so majestic. In my opinion, your strength is only in the late stage of Condensation Yuan. Where did you get the courage to fight with Jin Dan and win? I said 'no embarrassing you'. Talking?"

Hang Yanling sneered, but Wen Gongyu said seriously: "If the royal family of Dongzhou knows that you have colluded with a monster clan, it will be very bad for you, right?"

"Are you threatening me?"

"Of course, you can silence me here...but if there's too much noise, directing the embroidered clothes over will be bad for you and me."

Wen Gongyu said calmly: "You are originally from Nanzhou, and what I do does not conflict with your interests. You go to the imperial capital to be your saint, and I will receive you well in Andu Town, and you will be safe and sound. Is that enough?"

"yes……"

Hang Yanling twirled her hair with her fingers and said with a smile: "Indeed, delivering the letter and ensuring the safety of this trip to Dongzhou without offending you is the most perfect ending for me. Do you think Do I really like meddling in your business so much?"

"Then please..."

"But a little accident happened tonight. In your room, I ran into that red-eyed crow."

Hang Yanling stopped his movements, his light purple eyes widened slightly, and a dark golden light emerged: "He also had activities in Nanzhou...he had ambushed Fu Tianqing, and it is very likely that he was related to destroying Fu Tianqing." The people at home belong to the same group, what you do in Dongzhou is not important to me, but your relationship with this person is very important to me."

"I am not with him, you can rest assured."

"Then I have to trouble you to tell me why he came to you, and what you are busy with has anything to do with him, how long have you been in contact..."

Originally, the purpose of sending the letter this time was just to take advantage of Wen Gongyu's disgusting hand, and to use the convenience of his colleague's status as a monster to learn about the current situation in Dongzhou from him.

But the appearance of the blood-eyed old crow disrupted Hang Yanling's rhythm.

The organization behind him, who he is loyal to, the reason for assassinating Fu Tianqing, whether it is related to the destruction of the Fu family, what is the relationship with Hang Caiyu, and whether it is supporting another existence of Hang Yanling.

as well as……

Do they have any connection with Yan Qiuyu, who has always been mysterious?

There are some questions that Hang Yanling is willing to pretend to be confused with Yan Qiuyu for the rest of her life, not to ask her, not to provoke her.

But that was only out of guilt for her childhood sweetheart in her previous life, and to protect her current Second Senior Sister.

She didn't want to talk, so she didn't ask.

But this doesn't mean that Hang Yanling doesn't need to know the truth behind it.

It is different from myself who used to think that one more day would be regarded as earning a day. If I want to seriously survive as a "Hang Yanling" in this world, then the hidden hidden dangers have to be removed.

"Master Yu, to be honest, whether to go to the imperial capital, whether to be a saint or not to give speeches, are not as important as figuring out these issues in my mind at this moment."

"...What if I insist on not telling?"

Yu slowly drew up his true energy and entered the state of preparing for battle.

On the contrary, Hang Yanling didn't understand: "I can't figure out why you don't say anything, and I don't intend to stop you, but I have some doubts. Judging from the contact just now, you and that old crow are not in the same group, why bother?" How do you protect him like this?"

"..."

"What's more, isn't it just that you secretly murdered people in Andu Town to sacrifice evil methods and confine souls to refine corpses? This kind of thing is very common in Nanzhou. What can you hide from me?"

Hang Yanling directly pointed out what Wen Gongyu did. In her previous life, she had witnessed Wen Gongyu's attack, but now she just didn't know his motive for doing so.

"I'm neither the law of Dongzhou, nor a mad dog nun who punishes evil and promotes good. If you like to do it, you can continue to do it. I just want you to clarify the questions I just asked. Is it difficult?"

"It's hard."

"why?"

"Because you are a human being."

"..."

Wen Gongyu said firmly: "If you were a monster, I would naturally be able to talk to you freely, but it's a pity that you are a human being, even if you are a good person Hua Fu trusts and a saint in the eyes of the world, but we have different positions and have nothing to say. explain."

Hang Yanling was silent for a while, looking at Wen Gongyu with a delicate expression.

"You really can't smell it?"

"Smell what?"

"Hua Fu told me that as long as she is a monster, she can smell me from afar... She can smell me from afar, even if she sneaks a glance at me. I’ve been in the same room for so long, why am I still yelling so loudly at one bite of a human being?”

Wen Gongyu frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"I'm not human."

Hang Yanling stretched out his hand and tapped on the wooden table. The wooden table trembled slightly, and a wood whisker was pulled out, with two or three purple leaves blooming on it.

"Like Hua Fu, I am a demon. Have you heard of the Purple Gold Tree Demon?"

"Are you... the demon clan?"

"Yes."

"...Absurd, even if it's to lie to me, it's not enough to make up such a lie!"

"Wow."

"How could it be possible for Dongzhou to invite a demon clan back as a saint? Have you ever seen a lion let a rabbit command a hunt in its lair?"

Hang Yanling frowned.

To be honest, she is also very ambiguous about whether she is considered a monster now.

Although the raw material of the body is made of purple gold wood, the flesh and veins are no different from human beings. If Huafu's method of identifying the same race by smell does not work, I don't know how to prove that I am a demon.

That can't be a little flower popping out of my forehead to convince him, right?

"Boom"

A small flower popped out of Hang Yanling's forehead, slowly swaying in the air with her awkward smile.

Wen Gongyu looked at the flower and was taken aback for a moment.

"You...are you really a monster?"

"Send! You really rely on this to tell if it's the same kind!?"

"It's not all... But human beings can't turn part of their body into a plant, I'm sure of that."

"This flower was stimulated by the flower seeds floating on my hair! Why don't you believe that I just let the table pull out branches in front of you!?"