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

"I don't remember ever writing a story like this... well, but... it doesn't matter."

Shaking the empty wine bowl, the girl gently poured herself another bowl of wine.

He raised his neck and drank it all in one gulp.

"Although there is a slight difference, but...the story is the story, and it will be the same a few times."

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"Hey, did you hear that!"

With a pale complexion, Hua Yingying pushed Yin Niang's room away and walked straight into the room.

"Just now at Qinglongmen, the saintess from Dongzhou made a big fuss! That, that is really..."

"She is the original Yin Niang."

Facing the mirror, "Hang Yanling" who was wearing makeup looked as usual and turned her head with a smile.

"And I was the one who secretly watched you on the tiles in Nanzhou."

"Eh?!"

Hua Yingying raised her eyebrows in surprise, she stretched out her hand to grab Hang Yanling's face, and pulled it hard: "Wait, eh, really...you, you are..."

"Even with the exact same appearance, there will be a slight difference in body shape due to different experiences. You should feel it."

Hang Yanling stood up from the dressing table and tilted her head: "Ah, do you want me to review our experience in Nanzhou? You were sitting in this makeup place, and I was with Fu...Fu Tianqing Peeping at your makeup."

"No, no need."

Hua Yingying has a headache when she thinks about that bad encounter, but now is obviously not the time to talk about it.

"Wait, is my original Yin Niang so crazy? Although she is indeed a guy who kills people at the slightest disagreement...but, but..."

"That guy has no bottom line, it's always been like this."

Hang Yanling smiled and patted Hua Yingying's shoulder, then sat in front of the dressing table and continued to put on makeup.

"By the way, Sister Yingying, can you bring me a basin of warm water?"

"Didn't you just put on makeup?"

"Oh, the drawing is a little bad. After all, it's the first time I've made this thing. Okay, okay, listen to me."

"..."

Hua Yingying looked at Hang Yanling in confusion, she had been with Yin Niang for a few days, she had always been a taciturn child, she was rarely so cheerful.

...Could it be that Hang Yanling from Nanzhou also has a dual personality?

With doubts in mind, Hua Yingying obediently left the room.

Hang Yanling, who was sitting in front of the dressing table, looked at the mirror with a smile.

She raised her palm and lightly touched herself in the mirror with her fingers.

"I...have not failed your trust, have I?"

On the dressing table, a purple leaf lay quietly in the dowry box.

Chapter 54 So, Hang Yanling chose to communicate

Two hours have passed since the saintess made a big fuss at Qinglongmen.

This Hang Yanling, who started killing people when he first arrived in Dongzhou and was suspected of being possessed by evil spirits, was not confined in Longwei's prison like ordinary prisoners.

Now she lives in a small room.

Beds, quilts, tea, fruit plate, dressing table.

Everything is the same as a normal room.

It's just that on the road leading to the door, there stood a middle-aged man who looked about 40 years old in gray and black light armor.

On the man's head is a golden crown with dragon patterns, and four of the nails on the left breast are painted.This is a way for the soldiers fighting on the battlefield to commemorate the victory over the powerful enemy. The four pieces of golden armor symbolize that this middle-aged man once took the lives of four Jindan stage monks.

He Kui, one of the three commanders of the Dragon Guards Imperial Army, is also the oldest one. He is a strong Jindan Qi in Dongzhou. He is only 290 years old. He has served the emperors of four dynasties. Killed two Jindan monks in a row, and was awarded the title of King-Dragon Tiger King.

"As expected of the golden elixir without water injection, just sitting at the door makes the hairs on my body numb."

Hang Yanling crossed her legs, looked at He Kui who was sitting on the small bench at the door, and waved with a smile: "It doesn't suit your status to sit at the door, it looks like I am bullying the elderly, how about sitting here?"

He Kui raised his head, glanced at Hang Yanling, took out a gourd from his arms, shook it, pulled out the stopper, and took a sip with a gurgle.

"That's enough."

"Won't the emperor blame you for drinking while guarding a felon?"

"Imperial charter, hey."

He Kui let out a chuckle, and leaned comfortably against the door panel, without any sense of urgency to detain the prisoner: "Little girl, what kind of training do you have, since you sat down, your tricks have been looking for flaws in me . Are you tired?"

Free and easy, speak quickly.

He Kui took two sips of wine and wiped his mouth.

"It's just the two of us here. To be honest, I'm still quite curious about how you got rid of those barbarians from Xizhou."

"What is the old man so curious about in the Condensation Stage like me? My little killing tricks, in front of you who have actually fought on the battlefield, are just children's juggling with throwing stones."

It was rare for Hang Yanling to be humble. She squinted her eyes and looked at Dragon and Tiger King He Kui, shaking her body slightly.

This is her unconscious habit. When facing an enemy that is much stronger than herself, she will instinctively have the desire to fight it.

Unfortunately.

I can't get over this addiction yet.

Although this house looks nothing special on the outside, it should be located at the intersection of the Dongzhou's land veins, which is also called the dragon's veins.

Originally, there was no way for the forces to compete with He Kui, and he had exhausted his home court advantage, so there was no way to fight well in this fight.

"Sure enough, you girl is not possessed by evil spirits."

"Haha, what do you think?"

Hang Yanling laughed, not nervous.

She relaxed her posture, leaned on the back of the chair in a comfortable position, folded her hands on her lap, closed her eyes, and hummed softly.

"Hey, hey hey, don't sing, the old man is curious about you."

He Kui did not have the dignity of the old man at all. He took a sip of wine, bowed his waist, and looked at the saint from Nanzhou with great interest: "How can you, a monk of Yin Lingqi, be regarded as a saint by those bull noses?" of?"

"It's just a coincidence, all kinds of coincidences."

Hang Yanling opened his eyes slightly: "Speaking of which, I didn't expect that it would be you who came to guard me."

"Oh? What's the matter? Do you know the old man?"

"Hehe—not only do I know, I also know many things about you. For example...at this point in time, your eldest grandson makes you very worried, right?"

"..."

He Kui was stunned for a moment, he laughed twice, and covered his head: "Who did you listen to?"

Hang Yanling didn't answer He Kui's question, but changed the subject and asked, "By the way, how old are you this year?"

"290 is six, little three hundred."

"It seems that there is still a long time before you drink that glass of poisoned wine."

Hang Yanling raised his brows and said with a smile: "You should restrain your alcohol addiction a little bit. Even if Huang Quan grants a license, you are allowed to drink all the fine wines in the world, but in case the emperor is not happy, he will give you a glass of poisoned wine. You say Are you drinking, or not?"

"Little girl, aggressive methods are useless. How old is this old man? Really."

He Kui gave Hang Yanling a boring look, and shook the wine gourd: "But what are you doing when you're free to listen to the short stories of my parents?"

"I just arrived in Dongzhou today, where did I get the chance to listen?"

"You don't want to say that you really have the reincarnation of Su Chan, just like the legendary Master Su Chan, who has the ability to divination the future, right?"

He Kui looked at the wine gourd, and out of interest, he picked up the gourd with a smile and took another sip.

Hang Yanling opened his eyes, and said with a smile, "If I say yes, will you kill me here?"

"No, it's more troublesome to kill you. It's not cost-effective to fight with that woman in Dongzhou. At the beginning, the two old brothers almost fell into his hands. I'm a kid, and I managed to survive these 300 years. You Let me live for another four years, round up."

"Yeah, but according to my divination, in three years' time, something very uncomfortable will happen at your birthday party."

"Oh?"

He Kui opened his eyes wide, and asked with a smile: "Tell me, tell me."

"Your good grandson will offer you a glass of Five Gu Heart-eating Wine, which is so fragrant and sweet as to kill you. You clearly know that it is poisonous, but you just couldn't hold back your greed and drank it."

Hang Yanling pinched her fingers pretendingly, and squinted her eyes with a smirk.

"Then, you are very strong, you will not die, and your cultivation will not be damaged. You are a generous person, and you knew that your grandson had ulterior motives, so you didn't care about him—but you didn't know , This is your grandson's plan."

"Hahaha, it's very interesting. According to what you said, I drank all the poisoned wine. What else can my grandson do? Isn't it just to kill me!"

"Ah, look at what you said. Apart from fighting, do you really have no wisdom in governing the government? Your grandson's wine must not be collected by himself. The poisoned wine he collected in the past few years is not at all. It’s not enough to poison you, he’s deliberately showing off in front of you, making you think he’s preparing poisoned wine to hurt you. Actually—the heart-eating wine he gave you on your birthday was not prepared by him, but he stole it Yes, the emperor bestowed poisonous wine for others to die."

"Oh, you're confusing me."

He Kui rubbed his head, as if teasing a child: "You said my grandson will poison me to death anyway, so what's the difference between the poisoned wine you made yourself and the poisoned wine given by the emperor?"

"Your majesty's poisoned wine can't even kill you—you are amazing. If your majesty disappears one day, will the new king be able to tame you, the brave and invincible dragon and tiger king?"

Hang Yanling blinked her eyes, as if she was looking at an elementary school student who was not enlightened.

"Your grandson's intention is not to kill you, but to make His Majesty want to kill you."

"Hahahahahahaha, what a big joke, the old man has spent half his life fighting for His Majesty, how could he—"

"He's still alive, of course not, what if he's dying?"

"..."

"Oh, actually, this has nothing to do with divination. It is a conclusion that can be deduced by reasoning-the emperor of Dongzhou can live to be 80 years old at least. Is it time to choose a successor? There are still 40 years to go, so why choose a prince early?"

"...Little girl, do you know that what you said is a charge of beheading."

"Yo? What a coincidence, I only know that you dare not touch my body."

Hang Yanling licked his lips, raised a finger slightly, and looked at his fingertips.

"Unless you want His Majesty to fight the furious Zishui, even if His Majesty is the master of the land veins and has an absolute local advantage, do you think that crazy woman will take the entire Dongzhou imperial capital to bury Hang Yanling with her?" ?”

"Gudu, Gudu."

He Kui gulped down the wine in the gourd, then threw the wine gourd to the ground.

With a snap, the gourd shattered into several pieces.

He chuckled and rubbed his temples.

"Little girl, the old man has to admit it, you are amazing. I am an old man who is about [-] years old, and I almost got angry with your pretentious tricks. Tsk tsk, little baby, do you like to find excitement for yourself so much?"

"I like the feeling of choking someone's neck, and I like the feeling of being choked."

Hang Yanling chuckled, bent down, and looked at He Kui who was out of drink.

"Let me give you a little secret as a bonus. Why do you think your grandson is unhappy seeing you?"

"Okay, stop talking, the old man is pressing the fire."

"Because you refuse to stand in line, you are loyal, and you firmly believe that your majesty will not be injured because of your negligence on the battlefield. You firmly believe that the Lord of Dongzhou is invincible, and Long Wuyi is the most wise and powerful of all the monarchs you have served. , it is impossible for such a powerful emperor to die young - you are afraid."

"Enough, shut up."

"You are afraid that you can't figure out the reason for the emperor's short life. You can't help but guess, 'Did you get injured in the battle with Beizhou in the early years?'" Was it cursed when you cleaned the fox temple? ?' Shall I tell you the reason for his short life? Hey, how about I tell you when he will die and which imperial tomb he chose in the end?"

"enough!"

Bang.

He Kui didn't move.

There was a hole in the wall behind Hang Yanling.

As if a piece had been smashed into pieces by a tiger's sharp claws, it was a hideous, irregular hole.

Such a blow on Hang Yanling's body might have already crushed her to pieces.