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

"Mirage Dragon"

The master of the earth veins of the demon clan in the previous life.

After Yan Qiuyu in his previous life wiped out and replaced all his own existence, a new existence was born.

She slowly retracted her gaze, and smiled helplessly.

Yan Qiuyu turned his head to look at "Mirage Dragon", and bit his lip lightly; "I don't want to do this..."

【Don't look at me like that, we had an agreement at the beginning, if Brother Fu didn't come over, we wouldn't involve him in our plan... But he still took the initiative to come over. 】

The phantom of the mirage dragon looked down at Yan Qiuyu, with the same face.

Past and Present.

The two stood side by side.

The opinions that were once divided have gone to the only way at this moment, and there is no turning back.

[Yeah, it's fate that Brother Fu and I have a life-and-death farewell... It's fate that Junior Sister Yanling and I will be separated in the future.In my previous life, I tried my best to obliterate that troubadour, and died with her... In this life, they no longer approve of my actions. 】

"If Brother Fu from the previous life knew about this matter, he would definitely stop you."

[But it's the same as you try your best to avoid getting Brother Fu involved now... I didn't want to harm him back then. 】

"..."

[Don't worry, if there is another accident in the future... It's not too late to walk on the path of the previous life again. In this life, I have seen too many scenes through you that I have never seen in the previous life... At the end of the last, everything is too late When I stop, I will replace you in this life as the sacrifice of this ley line. I just want to see for the last time, if I chose to face all this alone, is it wrong? 】

The mirage dragon let out a long sigh, a little sad and a little pleading.

【Then, for the last time, the last time...let me play you again...to experience the feeling of being alive as Yan Qiuyu, okay? 】

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"Huh... really a troublesome ancestor."

After opening her eyes, the wicked woman's first sigh was like this.

After her eyes were focused, she also noticed the person who had been guarding her.

"Second Senior Sister."

"Ah."

The villain found herself lying on Yan Qiuyu's lap at this moment, and she was a little surprised by the soft touch from the back of her head.

"Have you been guarding here?"

"Ah."

"Strange, you actually have the courage to touch me."

Hang Yanling was amazed, but his attention was quickly shifted to the blood moon in the sky.

"So, where did your elder brother Fu go?"

"Maybe it will come out in a while."

"Um……"

The villain frowned.

An embarrassing silence permeated between the two, neither of them knew what to say, after all, even the villain didn't know who was residing in Yan Qiuyu's body at this time, and she still had a grudge against her second senior sister of.

After waiting for a long time, Yan Qiuyu spoke first.

"Did you find out the truth about the Lord of the Earth Leylines in the fog?"

This is the original purpose of their departure here.

"Well, there is a saying that says... how can there be a way when the boat arrives at the bridge..."

The villain casually brushed off the past, after all, there is a more interesting thing waiting for her to complete now.

"A car must have a road when it reaches the mountain, and a boat will go straight when it reaches the bridge. Haven't you read the book well?"

Amidst the blood-colored light, a girl with fox ears slowly walked over.

She held Lailaizi in her arms, with a helpless expression on her face, her pitch-black ears were shaking, and her tail swayed left and right following the footsteps behind her.

There is only one black fox here now, but even knowing the origin of this person, Yan Qiuyu and Hang Yanling couldn't help being stunned.

The villain laughed with an inexplicable sarcasm: "I haven't seen you for a while, have you cultivated to become a human?"

"Ha...that's right."

The black fox's brows and eyes can vaguely be seen to have some similarities with Hang Yanling, but the long black hair, and the strange dark gold and cherry pink pupils are quite different from the previous impression.

Yan Qiuyu held his breath, looked at "Brother Fu" at this time, and forced a smile: "So, did Brother Fu get the answer from the Lord of the Earth Vessels? Now, you still want to replace me as the Lord of the veins?"

"Oh, that matter can only be put on hold for now. Let's go, in a word, leave here first, and return to the organization if there is anything to talk about."

The villain raised her hand: "Then can I leave for a while? I still have some things to deal with."

"No! You guys, don't be eager to kill as soon as you have a chance."

The black fox's tail drooped down, and he helplessly pressed down Hang Yanling who wanted to slip away with his palm with black sharp nails.

Yan Qiuyu looked at the two getting along like this, with a slightly dazed expression.

This should have been the most unlikely thing to happen, Hang Yanling and Fu Tianqing got along well...

Although he has met many times in this life, seeing the appearance of the two who killed each other in the previous life, Yan Qiuyu smiled lightly, but then his expression darkened again, and he put his hands on his chest.

"Then, let's go, Brother Fu."

"Oh, Xiao Qiuyu...I have a question for you."

"Ok?"

Looking at Fu Tianqing who turned her head to look at her, Yan Qiuyu asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Ehang also raised his head, grabbed Yan Qiuyu's arm and stood up.

"Actually, I have one too."

"Ah... Brother Fu, Junior Sister Yanling, this is..."

Looking at the two people who were looking at her in unison, Yan Qiuyu, who was used to observing from the sidelines, was at a loss for a while, she just showed her best, innocent smile.

"Is something wrong?"

"You little girl, are you secretly planning something behind our backs?"

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"Phew... That guy, Laohang, where did he go?"

Today is a sunny day, and it is rare to have such a sweaty day in late autumn.

Fu Tianqing wiped the sweat from her forehead, and distributed the pills to the long queue in front of Mingyue Building.

After several rounds of tugging, Fu Tianqing finally came to an agreement with the second imperial daughter for a short time.Fu Tianqing no longer delved into the second prince's purpose, and accordingly, the second prince provided Fu Tianqing with a pill that could save the people of Dongzhou.

Due to the sudden increase in the number of incense ash pills in circulation, although the demand is still greater than the supply, Dongzhou is now much more stable.

Thanks to the revived Mo Weng, Fu Tianqing was finally sure that the so-called antidote was actually incense ash balls.

Before, they also made pills by blending various things together and burning them into ashes on their own initiative. As a result, the second prince's complete production process was really just burning incense into ashes and kneading it into pills.

If there is any difference, it is probably because the incense ash was taken from a censer enshrining a snake.

Burning incense and kowtowing are essentially a form of belief.

It seems that this plague caused by the second prince can be resolved by worshiping the snake demon.

The body of that snake should be Xuanming who is known as the descendant of Xuanwu... To be honest, Xuanming's strength is not very powerful, even Fu Tianqing who is possessed by Mo Weng can easily defuse her attack.

The second prince is using this plague to collect faith and strengthen the fighting power of his cronies.

Because of the demonization disease, human beings had to rely on the pills, and subtly completed the transaction of faith.

Not to mention the Yaozu, the demonization disease is completely a gift to them, with this trump card in hand, it is just a piece of cake to win over the Yaozu's beliefs.

Fu Tianqing also knew that there was no way to completely stop the second prince from gathering strength step by step, so she was always worried these few days.Right now, I am already undecided, and I still have to wait until Lao Hang's next contact brings more information before I can take measures.

In the past few days, Fu Tianqing, on the one hand, was handing over the special incense ashes that only other people could provide with the second emperor's wife, and on the other hand, he was explaining the recent events to Mo Weng who had just woken up.

Although it is much easier than before when he was studying the formula of the medicine day and night, but now he can't see any clues, which is also a kind of torture.

"Hey—I said Ayan, it's about time you returned to the second prince's place."

Fu Tianqing looked weakly at the captives who were feasting in her room.

This is the "hostage" that I forcibly captured before in order to obtain a chance to negotiate with the second prince.Although he knew that this demon clan was old enough to be his grandmother, imprisoning a little girl who looked only in her teens still made Fu Tianqing feel uneasy.

Anyway, it doesn’t make any difference whether Ayan stays or not, there is another Xuanming on the side of the second princess, and Ayan seems to have lost the attention of both sides at this time, wandering around like an insignificant character all day long.

Hearing Fu Tianqing's urging, A Yan snorted unhappily: "I like to stay here, there are people here who can play with me, and there are no friends to play with me at Chenlu."

"Then go find Little Bell to play with... I think you've been very active playing corpses lately, haven't you?"

If it is said that Ayan's greatest role in Mingyue Tower is to pull Xiao Xiaoling away a little when Xiao Xiaoling is overtired, play with her for a while to relax, and let the little Bell who has no corpses to bury and cry all day feel good Quite a lot.

"Xiao Paozhang told me what she was going to do—I forgot, it felt like she had been away for a long time, why hasn't she come back yet?"

A Yan complained and picked up a big burnt steamed bun from the copper basin full of charcoal, holding the red hot charcoal in one hand, and the hard black steamed bun in the other hand, which was quite frustrating. His teeth trembled and he gnawed.

Fu Tianqing sighed and covered her eyes.

"Where is Little Bell, little Bell is here to save me... It's already hot enough today, can you not let this guy with the copper pot stay in my room?"

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"Why are you again! What a nuisance!"

The girl Fu Tianqing called was stamping her feet with an unhappy expression, glaring at the purple hat poet in front of her.

The poet seemed to be quite at ease. She looked at Little Bell leisurely. At this time, the two were in a small tavern. With the improvement of the plague in Dongzhou, many stores had resumed normal production. It was a pity that Little Bell I am not interested in the delicacies and delicacies on the table.

She tightly held the paper money she bought from the coffin shop, as if she was afraid of being stolen by the troubadour.

The poet is leisurely tasting the wine, and the anger of the little bell

She didn't pick up on Little Lingdang's words, but just seemed to have encountered something joyful and worth celebrating, drinking bowl after bowl of wine, the strong smell of alcohol made Little Lingdang frown.

"At this point, it's almost time for this story to come to an end."

"The friends you picked haven't figured out my true intentions yet..."

The poet's eyes are blurred, and he seems to be smiling but not smiling.

"Aren't you surprised that Su Chan actually hid from me for so long because of the short-lived human beings she once ignored the most?"

"Although I designed a scene for her to pull her into the game, her sadness really exceeded my expectations—I thought she would be able to quickly escape from the identity of a 'character in the story' and come to the to the same height as me."

"But she is still like a few others, because she has exposed her fragility because of mere human beings."

"You said...all of them are incompetent and mediocre people who regard their mission as worthless, what qualifications do they have to control the power and power to control fate? They have power but don't use it, don't use it to benefit the world, right? Does that count as a crime?"

Little Lingdang couldn't understand what the other side was babbling at all, and she didn't bother to pay attention to it, she just raised her buttocks and showed a look of leaving: "If you talk about people who don't understand at all, I will Let's go."

"Don't worry, as the saying goes, a good show always comes in the second half. With Chen Lu's actions, it may not be long before Su Chan, who is dormant in the land of Dongzhou, will show up in person and come to me to ask for one." Speaking."

The poet shook the wine in his glass and said triumphantly:

"Oh, what a big deal. Su Chan wants a queen of the human race, so I'll give it back to her. But there are not many people left in this world who are qualified to read the stories I wrote... As long as there are Su Chan obediently came over to admit my mistake to me, and promised that he would make good use of that power in the future, so even resurrecting Empress Li Fei is not impossible."

As the troubadour spoke, he squinted at the small bell across the table.

Little Bell was completely using an expression that she couldn't understand and couldn't fix it. She yawned and listened to the troubadour's narration, only thinking that the poet was really capable of talking nonsense if he drank too much.

The troubadour, who was originally proud of the spring breeze, felt a little dissatisfied because of Little Bell's ignorance, her smile restrained a little, and she snorted.

"All in all, I called you here today just to see that you are here and to let you know. If you take this opportunity to restrain yourself from pretending to be crazy, or if you have any dissatisfaction with my story, tell me now, and I will Maybe you can still think about it.”

"Yep."

"……Um??"

The troubadour's eyes lit up, he bent down habitually, and poked his head in the direction of the little bell with a sideways face: "Do you have any ideas about this genius story?"

"I want to go home."

"……go home?"