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

Even He Kui had to admit that he couldn't completely deny the possibility that this person had the vicious incarnation of Su Chan.

At this moment, the one who was walking in front of me smiling and eating sweet cakes was the "villain" who was suspected to be Su Chan's reincarnation.

"What did that Long Wei secretly say to you just now?"

"..."

He Kui didn't want to talk to this vile girl, and hung her head with her shoulders in her arms, as if admitting cowardice.

The nasty girl didn't seem to intend to let him go.

She seemed to be holding the plate kindly, and sat down on the floor next to He Kui, pinching the sweet cake with her fingers and squinting her eyes.

"I guess, he is telling you that today's sweet cakes are not filled with 'ingredients' like the previous meals. He is a kind man, and he hopes that the general who has become more and more emaciated recently can also eat some sweet cakes, so as to relax Bad mood—even though, he doesn't know why you look so weak."

"You... oh."

Rumor has it that Su Chan can divine the future through [curse].

Rumor has it that there is Su Chan who can [perceive] the thoughts in other people's hearts and confuse all living beings.

All these characteristics made He Kui's will more and more shaken. In addition, there were frequent bad rumors from his family in the past few days. His eldest grandson and the eldest prince were getting close, and it really seemed like he was going to stand in line.

He Kui, who was sitting here at this moment, smiled wryly, raised his eyebrows and looked at Hang Yanling: "I said, Your Highness, can you let me go for the sake of my old man being lonely and unknown for thousands of years?" Ever tortured the old man?"

"No."

Hang Yanling shook his head.

"Because I'm a little angry now."

"Huh? The old man has nothing to offend the girl, right?"

"I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at this cake."

Hang Yanling sat on the ground, cross-legged, looking at the sweet cake in her hand.

"Originally, you added some condiments that would hinder your cultivation in this sweet cake, in order to reduce my threat and to be able to keep my life in check at all times - but today's meal has no condiments, you Do you know why?"

"The old man is not good at thinking about these things. The poison is not put in this sweet cake. Isn't it a good thing for you?"

"That's why you will die in the scheme of your grandson in the end, old general."

Hang Yanling closed her eyes, flattened the soft sweet cake with her fingers, and rubbed it with her fingertips.

"This means that some accident happened on His Majesty's side, which caused me, who didn't need to be treated too much, to be taken seriously... Even if I am a fake saint, at this moment, he must treat me as a The real 'Lianhua Palace disciple Hang Yanling' is here to see."

"...Old man, I don't understand, but His Majesty's decision has his deep meaning."

"His Majesty the Emperor has acted too hastily. He probably did something stupid-he messed up and exceeded his expectations. Old general, you have served the emperor of this dynasty for so many years. When did you see him trying to control someone, but The order was revoked halfway?"

"..."

Although He Kui wanted to keep his thoughts from being disturbed by Hang Yanling as much as possible.

But the words of this wicked woman hit his heart.

His Majesty the Emperor is the object of his belief and allegiance.

In He Kui's impression, this emperor can lead Dongzhou to a greater future.

Those who seek are invincible, and those who fight are invincible.

Because of his belief, Long Wuyi's image in He Kui's heart has tended to be apotheosis, so even without Hang Yanling pointing it out, he can still detect something wrong in today's early return to normal.

Something went wrong in His Majesty's plan.

This is impossible……

"I expect that Ke Daoyuan will apply for my release soon - and His Majesty the Emperor will acquiesce, because at this moment I have become the most honored guest of Dongzhou... and your mental state is getting worse and worse. Unstable. When I was sleeping last night, you probably wanted to take advantage of my deep sleep three or four times to kill me."

Hang Yanling looked up at He Kui.

"Long Wuyi decided to take back his life, and he also took your factors into consideration... Heh, he really is an all-knowing and omnipotent emperor, amazing."

He Kui clenched his fists subconsciously when these words stimulated him.

This old man who was only three hundred years old frowned, looking at the little girl who was talking nonsense, he really wanted to slap her so that her mouth would never be able to speak.

But he also knew the seriousness, if he couldn't help but make a move, there would be huge troubles waiting for him and Dongzhou.

"But if you say so...you should be happy."

He Kui didn't want to focus on himself anymore. He looked at Hang Yanling and asked his own question: "But you just said that you were angry, I don't understand. You are the one who took advantage, why are you angry?" ?”

"Because I know that this benefit didn't come from the sky, and someone paid the price for it—I can probably guess what tactics that person adopted in order to obtain such a turnaround...but I didn't stop her."

Hang Yanling's expression suddenly darkened.

She was silent for a while.

"It was originally... my privilege, something that only belonged to me. Now, she has used it to deal with Long Wuyi, which makes me very frustrated and uncomfortable-you locked me here and restrained me The greatest joy in life is that I didn't enjoy her dying struggle, and I didn't know what kind of deployment she made in such an environment, what kind of hope she burst out... just so inexplicably, I became the "only" The Hangyan Ling'."

The gloomy bad breath exudes

The pair of eyes that were full of smiles just now became frightening and cold.

"Are you kidding... She agreed with me? Just leave a sentence to let me do whatever I want, to play as I like. I specially invited him to accompany me to enjoy this happy mess, and experience 300 years by the way What is the reason for the previous grievances...but what about him?"

"He didn't care about the feast I prepared for him at all, and he was involved in trouble again. I wanted to get out of here in a thousand ways, but he did something that I couldn't figure out... I I don't know what he wants to do, I don't know if he is desperate... Hiss... Huh..."

The 300 years that Hang Yanling mentioned was originally all kinds of grievances and entanglements between Fu Tianqing and Fu Tianqing in her previous life.

But in He Kui's ears, the suspect of the demon fox's resentment was muttering resentfully about what happened 300 years ago, and there was obviously another explanation.

"Who is that person you're talking about..."

"The one who changed your Majesty's attention."

Slowly moving away the hand covering her face, Hang Yanling looked at her empty palm with some disappointment.

"It's not fun like this... What should I do next... Disturb the meeting the day after tomorrow? Will she come out and meet me then?"

"Although I don't know what you're talking about, but in this Dongzhou, you don't want to make—"

The voice did not fall.

He Kui watched helplessly as the woman in front of him disappeared.

It's like being dug out of existence from the space.

It just disappeared from his face without any trace of life.

A cold breath surrounded his body, He Kui only felt his neck get cold, and a small knife used to peel fruit was placed on He Kui's neck.

Naturally, such a shabby weapon would not be able to cause any direct damage to a Jindan Stage cultivator, and it would not even be able to cut the skin.

But "being put on the neck with a knife without being aware of it", this kind of thing He Kui has not experienced for many years.

I have no way of noticing it at all, since when did it start...

"Although these words are not appropriate for you, a person whose highest cultivation level can only reach the Jindan stage, but...Little Jindan, remember. I don't have the patience to play with you anymore, and you are unlikely to stop me The things I want to do... I said it, it's easy for me to get out of here."

The next moment, the knife left He Kui's neck.

The figure of Hang Yanling reappeared in front of He Kui, she dropped the fruit knife casually and threw it on the ground a little disappointed.

The not-heavy knife fell to the ground, its blade embedded in the wooden floor.

Click, click.

The floor began to crack, making a crisp sound, and the fruit knife also continued to burst out small metal sharp sounds, as if suffering some painful torture.

"This is yin aura...I have seen many monks with yin aura...but it is the first one who can play tricks like yours..."

He Kui muttered to himself, for the first time he carefully regarded Hang Yanling in front of him as a threatening individual.

And this kind of behavior meant that he had admitted deep down in his heart that the "little saint" in front of him was reincarnated with Su Chan's resentment.

The mated gears start to rotate.

From the beginning of Dongzhou's first golden core period, he began to change his mind-the small foreign object that was dormant in the ground veins and did not belong to the dragon veins began to spread out.

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In the early morning, Little Bell rarely went out.

She walked to the door of Yin Niang's room, gently pushed the door open, and poked her head in.

"Little Senior Sister, Sister Yingying asked me to bring you breakfast!"

"Just put it anywhere."

Yin Niang was still putting on makeup in front of the mirror, and there was a small purple flower in the vase in front of her dressing table.

It was left by Hang Yanling for her before she left. She once told her that if the flower withered, she would return to Dongzhou with the little bell no matter what the cost.

Now this flower has withered, and it is carefully taken care of by Yin Niang.

After all, that meant 'her' first trust.

In the picture scroll written by 'her', I am the most critical executor.

In this performance that includes "her" lifelong enemy, I will play the "Yin Niang" on the stage well

……

call……

"Little sister, have you ever cried?"

Little Lingdang sensed something was wrong, and trotted to the front of the dressing table with the porridge bowl in hand, Yin Niang also turned around at this moment, smiled and said with her hands behind her back: "Did you see it?"

"Well, your eye sockets are still red."

"Hey, little girl."

Yin Niang laughed, spoke in a cheerful voice, reached out and rubbed Little Bell's head.

"I'm not a little girl, I'm Xiaoling—huh? Little sister, your tone of voice is so strange, did you speak like this before...?"

"It doesn't matter how it was before, what matters is now."

Yin Niang reached out to pick up the porridge bowl, put it to her mouth and blew on it, and took a sip lightly: "Well, it's so hot."

"Hehehe, just scooped it out of the big porridge pot just now, Fourth Senior Sister... No, Junior Senior Sister? It's so strange...how do you...uh..."

Little Bell grumbled and scratched her face: "Which Senior Sister are you?"

"I'm Yin Niang, not your senior sister, but Hua Yingying, a well-known singing girl... Well, at least for a long time to come, I'm going to be called that."

Yin Niang turned around, picked up the little purple flower from the vase, pinned it to her ear, and asked with a smile, "Does it look good?"

"Good-looking is good-looking, but if it's the fourth senior sister, it's weird to dress like this."

"Haha, okay."

Yin Niang smiled noncommittally, lowered her head and spread out her palms, the water aura condensed into the shadow of bubbles in her palms, she stared blankly for a long time, then held her breath, and extinguished the bubbles in her hands.

"Xiao Zhan Tianhou, remember, don't mention the word 'senior sister' at any time in the future, unless...you see someone other than me."

"Huh? There are two people who are very similar to Senior Sister... No, I'm not a little monkey, I'm a little bell!"

"Yes, yes, everything is fine."

Put the purple leaves under the rouge box into your arms.

Yin Niang stood up and was about to walk outside when she heard footsteps coming from downstairs.

A green figure crashed into the room quickly.

"Hey, Hang Yanling!"

"oops……"

Yin Niang closed one eye helplessly, took a deep breath, squeezed the purple leaves in her arms, and then slowly opened her eyes.

"Good morning, little senior sister, the sun is still shining brightly in Dongzhou today."

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Chapter 62

In Yin Niang's room, Zhou Qingying hurriedly found Yin Niang's room before the religious battle started.

She originally planned to ask Hang Yanling how to deal with Hei Hua's matter.