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

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Cheers resounded throughout the entire Dongzhou Imperial Capital.

The restaurants around the Mingtan were already full of spectators.

The shopkeeper was busy, there was thunder and lightning outside, and there were laughter and laughter inside.

Today's business is really good.

Seats were sold at a price ten times higher than usual, and some people were willing to accept it, just to witness this unprecedented excitement.

A shop waiter held hot wine and pushed open the door of the private room.

"Girl, what a coincidence, the Zhuangyuanhong in the shop is sold out, so you can just use this sorghum wine as a gift from our shop."

In a private room with only one person, a girl wearing a purple feather hat sat quietly by the bed, looking out at the thunderstorms outside the window, and the room was illuminated by white light from time to time.

Seeing the guest from Xizhou attracted by the scenery outside the window, the waiter showed a proud expression on his face.

He put the wine on the table, poured a glass for the guests himself, and then looked out the window.

"Look at your dress, it looks like something from Xizhou... Ah yes, bard, you want to write today's scene into a poem and go to Xizhou to sing it? Hehe, let me tell you, today's scene , it is really a rare encounter in a hundred years, you are here!"

The girl didn't speak to her, she just picked up the wine glass and brought it to her lips.

The taste of sorghum liquor in this store is still the same as before, and has not changed.

yes……

Everything in Dongzhou should remain unchanged, just like the taste of this wine.

Slightly bitter, astringent, and mixed with water.

Ridiculous, ridiculous, full of falsehoods.

It doesn't change.

But why...

"why……"

The bard murmured.

Her expression revealed a slight displeasure.

She tore up the poems she had written in her hand.

"why……"

"Why is it different?"

Hearing the poet's confusion, the waiter looked up at Lei Ting outside the window, and said puzzledly, "This is the first time I've seen this since I've grown up. What's the difference...Eh?"

After hearing the poet's words, his eyes widened.

"Wait, the color of that thunder...what's going on?"

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"it is good!!!!"

Thunder criss-crossed and criss-crossed, and the crowd cheered continuously.

Li Zhengxuan listened to the cheers of the crowd, but his expression became serious.

Not right.

This righteous thunder tribulation should stop after the death of the person being judged.

But why does the lightning strike continue?

As the lightning struck again and again, the faces of the three disciples on that platform also showed pained expressions.

If this continues, as the material for the patriarch to possess, those few disciples will not be able to withstand the force of the earth veins, and the meridians will fail and die.

no, no...

The black smoke after the lightning strike should have been blown away by the wind and wiped out by the rain.

Why has it been diffused for a long time...

why, why...

Thunder turned black? ?

It's like being polluted.

The thunder that hit the ground became pitch black.

The iron cage had already been smashed into pieces by the thunder, but the girl's body had been hidden in the pitch-black thunder.

The girl's hoarse voice suddenly sounded from the thunder.

"it is good……"

"Hahaha... good..."

In the center of the lightning strikes, a pitch-black figure slowly stood up, step by step, and walked out of the deep pit.

She is not dead.

Li Zhengxuan looked stunned. He picked up the dharma sword, but found that the thunder symbolizing Tianwei was gradually being polluted into black from bottom to top.

The girl was surrounded by thick ink-like smoke, no, it wasn't smoke, it was born after the spiritual energy was exhausted...

Yin aura.

"Okay!"

The woman's loud shout overwhelmed the roar of thunder and lightning, and the pitch-black thunder rushed to the sky from bottom to top, blocking Tianwei.

The villainous girl, Hang Yanling, with disheveled hair, looks like a ghost from hell.

Her body was covered with tattered clothes, and her hands and feet were covered with wounds, blood stains, and mud.

But she was alive, and she even laughed.

Weird laughter echoed around the Ming Altar, she spread her hands and sneered wantonly.

Overshadowed the cheers of the crowd, overshadowed the rumbling thunder, overshadowed the majesty of the patriarch.

"How funny, how funny!"

Seeing that the villain was not dead, the crowd's cheers stopped abruptly.

In addition to the rumbling thunder, there is only the mocking voice of the villain.

"You say I deserve to die, so I deserve to die?"

"You say that I violated filial piety by killing my mother?"

"You say that I should be judged by the Dao of Heaven, you——the Dao of Heaven??"

She raised her head and looked at the three gods with disgust.

"It's just a fictitious lie, a clay puppet worshiped as a god by fools who deny the truth, a statue made of rotten mud-what qualifications do you have to judge me!!!!"

The pitch-black yin aura is like a vicious poisonous snake, turning into a thunderbolt, resisting Tianwei.

"Axiom? Justice? The way of heaven??? Why should I obey the rules set in order to maintain the hypocritical history???"

"Where do you have the qualifications to crush me to ashes?"

"Where did you get the qualifications to hit me with lightning??"

"It's true that I killed my own mother. It's true that I killed innocent people indiscriminately. It's true that I harbored evil intentions. It's true that I was jealous. I was narrow-minded. In order to maintain the right and wrong in my heart, I tortured and destroyed that person countless times. Fake."

"But, but—"

The villain's mouth opened, and amidst the increasingly ferocious thunder, she let out a questioning roar.

"If that's the case, what were you doing when he was being bullied and tortured by me!? What were you doing when I was gone forever in my evil deeds!! You have never protected him once, but now you want to punish me? ??"

"Don't complain for the weak, but build momentum for the strong."

"This is the way of heaven, this is justice???"

"It's just three pawns used by those in power to deceive the world and steal their names. Liars, even after death, they will be regarded as symbols and tricks to maintain the operation of lies-you have no qualifications for this!!!!"

In the roar of the villain, the phantoms of the three patriarchs were distorted.

Yin Qi spread to their bodies, and the fangs of poisonous snakes pierced their throats.

The three sanctimonious 'gods' began to distort their expressions.

They, who should have been symbols of heaven, began to stretch out their hands, grabbing the poisonous snake that entangled them

He began to contort his expression and shake.

The vision of compassion panics, the vision of anger stirs and struggles, the vision of silence opens its eyes

The thunder that fell from the sky became weak and fragmented until it completely turned into a pitch-black thunder, which hit Hang Yanling and became part of her soaring resentment.

The crowd changed from cheering to screaming and panic.

"She really has Su Chan's reincarnation!!!"

"Disaster, disaster, a great disaster is coming to Dongzhou!!!!"

"No, help, help!!!"

"Run—poof!"

Among the crowd, a citizen who had not had time to escape was stabbed through the abdomen with a knife.

A large amount of blood gushed out, and he raised his head in astonishment.

In front of him, at an unknown time, stood a man wearing a black cloak and a fox mask.

Not just him.

The people around burst into screams from time to time.

One after another, people in black clothes and masks mixed in with the crowd, and began to kill these spectators.

The Dragon Guards who were in charge of maintaining order sensed that something was wrong, but in the midst of this panic, there was a limit to what they could do.

After finally beheading several assassins wearing fox masks, after taking off the masks, Long Wei realized that these people were all monster races with animal ears, claws and tails.

"It's the monster clan! The monster clan took advantage of the chaos to invade!"

"Sure enough, is everything today a conspiracy!?"

"General Chu went back to find His Majesty to return, go to General He quickly!!!!"

"Where is General He Kui!!!"

Helplessly, Long Wei shouted for help from the Golden Core Stage monks.

Finally, among the chaotic crowd, they found the oldest general.

He stood there blankly, looking at the sky, the criss-crossed black thunder in the sky, and the distorted and ugly virtual images of the three patriarchs, standing there straight in a daze.

"General He!!! There are assassins, there are assassins!!!"

"General He, what's wrong with you..."

Long Wei stretched out his hand and touched He Kui.

"pat"

There was a gurgling sound, and in the heavy rain, something dark fell to the ground.

Long Wei lowered his head and found that it was a severed arm.

In the puddle of rainwater, the severed arm melted continuously, turning into pieces of minced meat.

"Oops, General He, General He!!!?"

The severed arm belonged to General He, and belonged to a Jindan stage monk.

Long Wei's shouting and pushing failed to wake up the general, he just stood there blankly, eyes, nose, and the other arm.

The muscles around him kept melting and dripping.

As if he had been poisoned by an unsolvable poison, He Kui fell silently to the ground with a plop.

A purse fell out of his arms.