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

Hang Yanling gently covered her chest, feeling a little puzzled.

Is it a psychological effect, subconscious, or is it because she is associated with Yu'er that she feels familiar?

Isn't it right...?

Weird.

A Yan, who turned into a crimson bird, tilted his head, looked at Hang Yanling, waved his wings and floated up to a certain height, stretched out his claws and grabbed Hang Yanling's shoulders.

"Come on, where are we going?"

The moment her legs left the ground, Hang Yanling shivered for a moment. Seeing that the distance between her feet and the ground was getting higher and higher, she couldn't help complaining: "Wait, can't you let me ride on your back?"

"Well, no, I like it like this. I always feel that the two of us should be like this..."

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After an hour-long flight, the two monster races finally found the convoy by relying on the deep pit on the ground that was evaporated by the explosion.

Along the way, Hang Yanling asked A Yan many things, including using his real name and the name Yu Zangxin to test him out.

It's a pity that A Yan really didn't know anything, and couldn't remember anything.

After finally reaching the place, Hang Yanling slowly landed on the ground and looked around, but the scene in front of her made her forget the suspicions in her heart for a moment.

This is the place where they decided to camp, but there are many vertical and horizontal ravines left on the ground.

Apparently, there was a battle here after that explosion.

The carriage was damaged, and there was a lot of blood on the ground, but fortunately no corpse was seen.

Yan Qiuyu, Zhou Qingying, Little Lingdang, Fu Tianqing, Li Tianshun, and the guys from the carriage were all gone.

There was a deadly silence in the air, and this kind of silence clenched Hang Yanling's heart.

Her back suddenly sank.

"what happened……"

After Ayan landed, she turned back into a human form again. She looked around the environment here, and suddenly slapped her hands.

"Yeah! I seem to remember it!"

"what?"

"I seem to have come here to take you back!"

"..."

Hang Yanling raised his head, looked around the surroundings again, clenched his fists, and his voice became a little stiff: "Since you remembered, I would like to ask—how did you find me...? "

"Sister Chenlu seems to have said... as long as I follow a group of people in brightly colored clothes, I can find you."

"A person with brightly colored clothes...does the embroidered clothes point directly?"

Hang Yanling's voice was a bit heavy, and she covered her head and whispered: "Impossible... This is the convoy of the Tianyi Daomeng. The embroidered clothes point out that they obey the emperor. It is impossible for them to stand against the Tianyi Daomeng. Now that I'm a monster...then why do you want to attack other people...Xiao Xiaoling looks exactly like me, why don't you just say that she is the real saint? It's strange, it's so strange..."

"Well, I don't know either."

"And why were we being followed by Xiu Yi? Damn it, that Wen Gongyu didn't even see my identity as a monster, how could they know..."

Hang Yanling covered her head, the dark golden light circulated in the gloomy sight, and the dark aura wrapped around her body.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in the grass.

"Whoosh!"

An arrow pierced Hang Yanling's left shoulder like lightning, and A Yan who was beside him was startled when he heard the sound.

"Eh, eh? Eh eh??"

"Cough, cough, cough... Hehe, sure enough, I'm lucky!"

From the grass, a man came out slowly.

He was wearing a brocade robe that was stained dark red by blood, holding a crossbow in one hand, while the other hand was missing, half of his eyes were blinded by the blood and could not be opened.

This miserable scene symbolized that he had experienced a fierce battle, and even though he was seriously injured, he still limped towards Hang Yanling.

A Yan looked at this dangerous guy, and reached out to gently pull Hang Yanling's arm, but found that Hang Yanling, who had been shot through by a crossbow arrow just now, suddenly disappeared.

The man holding the crossbow arrow was also stunned for a moment. He rubbed his eyes and opened his mouth wide to say something when he heard a crunching sound in his ear.

"Eh?"

Then, he saw Hang Yanling again.

To be precise, it was Hang Yanling who pinched his chin and let him see it.

Hang Yanling's voice came into his ears clearly: "Dude, have you been here for a long time? Have you seen the other people in the carriage?"

Holding the face of the man with the crossbow in his hands, his dark golden eyes shone with light.

"It looks... your brocade clothes don't fit you well, and you don't have the flying cloud boots that go with the embroidered clothes. You should be just a demon hunting team pretending to be embroidered clothes... everything you do should be for money, right? Make a deal, I will cure you, and then give you money, a lot of money - please explain everything that happened here to me clearly, can you?"

"How much are you going to ask for?"

The man didn't care if his identity was exposed.

He habitually wanted to ask for a good price, but the feeling of speaking was weird.

The resonance in the chest... so stuffy?

There was also some resistance in the arms, preventing him from moving his joints.

The wounds all over his body didn't hurt anymore, even the sword mark on his stomach before...

"Eh?"

Lowering his head, what the man saw was not his own belly, but his back.

That's right.

Because this man is maintaining a posture with his head twisted 180 degrees at this time, and has just been "cured" by Hang Yanling.

The man who realized what kind of posture he was surviving in the world clearly felt a layer of goose bumps on his back, and he shouted in shock: "You, you—what are you..."

"Brother, I beg you, please don't say a word of nonsense."

Hang Yanling pulled out the arrow from the crossbow on his shoulder, and then pierced the man's eyes with a puff.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Holding the arrow handle, Hang Yanling said earnestly:

"I beg you, from now on, what do I ask, what do you answer - don't say even a single nonsense, okay? I'm a little anxious, and my mood may be a little impatient, please don't take offense, and don't scream , let alone try to lie to me... Let's cooperate well, shall we?"

The pain in the eye is gradually subsiding.

The man looked at the girl in front of him who seemed to be about to cry, and his heart really felt chills.

He clearly felt that his eyes had begun to heal, but the arrow stuck in the eye socket had no intention of pulling it out at all.

He suddenly had a terrible premonition.

The woman in front of her would never kill herself.

If you don't cooperate, you will only get "treatment" from the other party.

But this kind of treatment... is no different from digging out the patella and stuffing stones in it...

It is torture that one would rather die than accept.

Chapter 23 Lanes

"Get rid of them?"

"Yeah, hoo."

"are you alright?"

"Okay...not serious..."

Fu Tianqing, who was sitting on the ground, pulled the arrow out from his shoulder with great difficulty, the severe pain made him close his eyes.

The dripping blood stained his shoulders red. He covered the wound, clenched his teeth, and broke out in cold sweat.

"Damn... what are those people... doing?"

"talk less."

Li Tianshun looked down at his charred left hand, took out a pill from his pocket and handed it to Fu Tianqing, gasping for breath: "Here, that's all."

"Keep it for yourself... eat it..."

Fu Tianqing and Li Tianshun lived under a big tree, leaning shoulder to shoulder, and they didn't even have the strength to speak.

A little farther away from them, there were a few big trees that were scorched by thunder and fell down in disorder.

"Hey hey, shit..."

Looking at herself, then at Li Tianshun, Fu Tianqing raised her head and leaned against the big tree, panting with difficulty: "It's been a long time...by the old hang... I almost forgot...I stink The Condensing Yuan Stage... in front of the God-Concentrating Stage...is just a dish."

Condensing Yuan, True Yuan, Gathering Spirits.

It's two full realms behind.

It is only natural to fight to such a state of embarrassment. It is even said that it is a great luck to be able to kill a few pursuers and get rid of their pursuit.

But Fu Tianqing couldn't help but wonder if things wouldn't have developed to this point if Hang Yanling was still here.

I always hope that Hang Yanling can rely a little bit on his half-blood brother, but I always know in my heart that I am the one who is taken care of.

After leaving the protection of Lao Hang, without the protection of Mo Weng.

His true strength can only do so much.

……

The time traveler, the proud son of heaven, the spiritual energy of the five elements, and the old man in the precepts, these factors that supported Fu Tianqing's pretentiousness were stripped away bit by bit because of the appearance of Hang Yanling, and they were completely crushed because of today's pursuit .

"Ugh……"

I don't know when the pursuers will arrive, and it's hard to say whether Ke Daoyuan's convoy can get out.

Xiao Qiuyu, the situation of the two little girls from Lianhua Palace is completely unknown, and Lao Hang is also missing.

If it weren't for the fact that there was Li Tianshun, who was as miserable as her, by her side, Fu Tianqing really didn't know how to face such a predicament.

"The novice guide... just passed, and ran to... the feeling of running into the later picture..."

"Stop rambling, talk less, and conserve your strength."

Li Tianshun closed his eyes, slowly driving the true energy in his body to recover.

After Fu Tianqing regained some strength, he raised his hand and touched the black jade wrench finger with a trembling arm. As a result, the tingling and numbness caused his hand to drop to the ground with a thud, and the blue pill that he just took out rolled away. to the side

Fu Tianqing gave a wry smile, fell to the ground, wriggled twice like a bug, the blood gushing from the wound on his shoulder soaked into the soil, relying on the severe pain to stimulate his brain to stay awake, finally managed to use his lips and His tongue licked the dirt-and-grass-covered pill into his mouth.

Li Tianshun smiled angrily, and opened his eyes: "I have plenty of medicine... You have to make it like this yourself?"

"This is the secret biography of Laobiedeng... What do you know, you Dongzhou local turtle?"

Fu Tianqing breathed a sigh of relief, barely sat up from the ground, took out another pill with trembling hands, and threw it into Li Tianshun's arms.

"By the way, what is the origin of that group of people, do you know?"

Li Tianshun's physical strength is much better than that of Fu Tianqing, who is overdrawn. He took the pill and put it in his mouth, gulped it down, and after taking a few breaths, he replied: "That outfit is mostly embroidered clothes pointing at it. The troops directly under His Majesty..."

Fu Tianqing asked dumbfoundingly: "What's wrong, isn't your Zhengtian Taoist Temple quite influential in Dongzhou? Why did you provoke the emperor's soldiers to chase us down?"

"...It's just a matter of dressing up like that, and it cannot be concluded that it is His Majesty's work."

"You mean that someone pretends to be the emperor's personal soldiers to assassinate the envoys from other states?? Then what is the purpose of doing this? We can't expect us to be scared to surrender when we see the emperor's troops, right? "

"It's really hard to say. At this time, when the emperor's heir is campaigning, someone wants to use this to threaten us, or to achieve other goals... and there are too many strange things about this raid. "

Li Tianshun frowned and looked at Fu Tianqing who was sitting across from him, sorting out what happened tonight: "After nightfall, first there was a heavy fog, someone ambushed with an arrow in the back, and then Sheng Yanling was taken away...you and I are In the midst of the chaos, this group of guys dressed as embroidered clothes and Zhizhi suddenly attacked... And what I don't understand the most is why the target of this group of embroidered clothes is..."

After the fog cleared, everyone found a charred corpse in a deep pit.

Judging from the bow and arrow that was almost burning like a wooden stake, he should be the attacker who created the fog.

However, everyone searched around for a long time, but they did not see any trace of Hang Yanling.

Zhou Qingying seemed to have found some clue, and followed the forest all the way to find it, with Xiaolingdang and Xiaoxiaoling following behind her.