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

[A group of people get together, without arguing, they can decide the ownership of a thing, the life and death of a person, and the direction of an event in a few words. 】

[Call a freak who is ruled by everyone as a demon cult. 】

[Relegate those who do not belong to Shun Dao League as outliers. 】

[This is the so-called right. 】

[I don't understand why everyone is so chasing after rights... The hatred between me and him is only a personal grievance. 】

[I know they think I'm a very convenient pawn, they can use my banner to ask me to go to demons. 】

[I know that my actions are just revenge, but they have made up a complete and just argument for me, and provided me with his whereabouts many times. 】

[I am not upright, I just have a goal that I must achieve. 】

"..."

【If you refuse to be me, just use my information. 】

[Don't be me, don't be afraid of me.Don't imitate me, don't reject me. 】

[Dongzhou has not been a place where fists have the final say since ancient times, what they desire is power. 】

[It is something that can control the people in the world, influence the monks in the world, determine their fate, and rule everything in the world. 】

[If you feel uncomfortable, then act according to your heart. 】

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"cough!"

Zhou Qingying opened her eyes, the dull pain in her body still exists, but the violent aura in her body is much smoother.

Looking up at the window, it was already getting late, the room was dark, and my stomach was a little hungry.

The current cultivation seems to be in the True Yuan period.

Zhou Qingying raised her hand and looked at her fingers, at the sharp nails.

My own demonization seems to be stabilizing, and this power can already be used by myself.

Turning over, Zhou Qingying wanted to sit up, but found that Xiao Xiaoling was sitting on the edge of the bed, with her arms folded around her chest, her little head kept shaking.

It could be seen that she was really tired.

When the real Hang Yanling... oh, or rather, when the Hang Yanling whose origin is unknown but who accompanied him throughout his childhood was not around.The little girl in front of her who once messed up all the prestige that Hang Yanling had accumulated in Lianhua Palace took charge of the operation of Mingyue Building by herself.

She is a little girl with a lot of backbone, but she is also a child who pushes herself too much.

"Oh, sleep well if you want to sleep."

Rarely, Zhou Qingying showed a gentle expression of caring for the younger generation on her face, she was no longer a little girl wandering around behind Hang Yanling's butt.

In a certain surviving memory, she used to be the sister who protected Hang Yanling.

But with just such a sound, Xiao Xiaoling opened her eyes in a daze. She slid away the saliva that had left her mouth when she was half asleep and half awake. Qing said vaguely: "Don't mess around... run, lie down... wait... woohoo, um."

Zhou Qingying smiled gently, then slashed Xiao Xiaoling's neck with a backhand knife.

Xiao Xiaoling groaned, and slapped her body softly.

Although gentle, Zhou Qingying, who seemed fatally lacking in common sense in some aspects, carefully picked up Xiao Xiaoling, stuffed her into the bed, put her on a pillow, and covered her with a quilt.

Then he tiptoedly opened the door and left the room.

Walking outside the confinement room, Zhou Qingying yelled in a low voice: "Hey—is there anyone—I want to confess—"

As her voice fell, two black figures appeared outside the door with a whoosh.

Although it is under house arrest, after all, there are still people monitoring the situation inside the door all the time. These embroidered clothes point out that they have no other tasks now. Apart from hunting down the missing third prince, the only thing left is to watch the Lianhua Palace The third disciple.

Of course, they knew the whereabouts of the third prince, but they just didn't want to investigate clearly.

After all, Xiu Yi pointed out that although they are currently taking orders from the eldest prince, they are very clear that if the third prince also sends it, the next emperor they serve will definitely not be the current commander, but the scheming second prince

What kind of thing this kind of person will do to the remnant party of the previous emperor, the embroidered clothes are very clear.

They still hope that all this is the layout of the old emperor.

Only Long Wuyi, who can see through what they desire in their hearts, is the enlightened master they want to serve wholeheartedly, so now Xiu Yi is pointing at his hands and feet, and is no longer as arrogant and domineering as before.

"What do you want to recruit?"

Just as Xiuyi was about to speak, Zhou Qingying put her hand next to her lips, motioning for them to keep silent.

The demonic smell emanating from Zhou Qingying's body surprised these two people, but demonization disease is too common in Dongzhou recently, Zhou Qingying seems to still have reason this week, and they can't say anything for a while.

"Take me to see you, now it's up to you."

"...Are you going to see the First Prince?"

"Whatever, whoever decides will do."

Zhou Qingying pointed at herself: "I am at most a child in the True Yuan period now, so you don't have to worry about me being bad for him, right?"

The embroidered clothes on the side pointed and sneered: "Hey, that trash, you are not good for him now..."

"Do not talk nonsense!"

The talking embroidered clothes pointed at her head and sternly reprimanded her.

Zhou Qingying raised her leg and stepped on the foot pointed at by the cursing embroidered clothes: "Didn't I tell you to keep your voice down!"

"Hiss... Hey, you stinky girl, you really thought I..."

"Try moving her? Don't forget how our little boss told us..."

"Tut, tsk...forget it, then take her to see the little boss."

Together, the two grabbed Zhou Qingying's arm and led her out of the inn.

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The two of them brought Zhou Qingying to a wine cellar, patted several wine vats at specific positions, and a bluestone floor opened with a snap

Along the corridor under the bluestone bricks, several people walked slowly for about three to ten minutes. After finally walking out of the corridor, they came to a blue-gray ancient building.

Most of the embroidered clothes Zhizhi are a gang of killers who take on missions and make orders. There are no guards outside the building, only a bunch of killers who have no missions chatting and gossiping here.

They are people gathered from all over the world, and most of them have no discipline when they are not performing tasks.

The person who brought Zhou Qingying back chatted with a few guards, and vaguely heard words such as the little boss and the eldest prince.

Laughter came from time to time between the words, until a faint murderous aura drifted down from the roof, accompanied by a clear cough, all the embroidered clothes who were eating, drinking, and having fun pointed at their faces changed, and they all closed their eyes. mouth.

Walking into the small building and going up the stairs, the two brought Zhou Qingying to the room on the top floor.

It was the lounge for commanders, and the door was ajar. The two were about to report, but a girl's crisp voice came from the room: "Go and open the door."

Then, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps coming from the room, and the door was pulled open with a creak, revealing the face of Dongzhou's eldest prince, Long Chaochen.

"I have seen the First Prince."

The two embroidered clothes pointed directly at the luggage with their heads down, and the corners of their mouths were tense, as if they were holding back a smile.

Zhou Qingying didn't understand this posture, and was a little curious about why the eldest prince came to open the door for him in person, and who was speaking in the room.

The eldest prince asked with a serious expression: "What are you doing here?"

"Eldest Prince, Zhou Qingying of Lianhua Palace is willing to confess."

"what?!"

The eldest prince looked at Zhou Qingying's appearance and was startled.

At this time, he no longer pretended to be gentle and refined before, his face was full of beard stubble, the skin outside the cheekbones was sunken, and the bags under his eyes were deep. It looked like he hadn't rested for several days.

When he saw Zhou Qingying's monster-like appearance, he almost didn't scream, and retreated to the door again and again, covering his face with the door.

The woman inside the door sighed, and there was another sound of footsteps, and the eldest prince who was following behind the crack of the door seemed to be kicked to the ground by someone.

Immediately afterwards, another girl who looked like a little bit of a jade came out from behind the door.

She is not particularly outstanding in appearance, if you praise her, you can use the word "good-looking" to describe her at most, and she is the kind of girl who makes it difficult to recall specific details after seeing her at a glance.

"You two stay away, just leave her to me."

"Little boss, you..."

"Oh? The two uncles are afraid that my cultivation base is not enough and I will suffer from her? Don't worry, she is not that kind of person."

"As ordered."

The two embroidered clothes pointed at the girl, but they were extremely obedient to this unattractive little girl. They all bowed solemnly, and then left respectfully.

Such obedience made Zhou Qingying couldn't help but look at the girl twice, but saw the girl smiled and took her hand, and pulled her into the room.

Huh?

Zhou Qingying was a little surprised by this girl known as the little boss. After all, she had been in Dongzhou for so long, and this was the first time she had heard of such a person.

And this little boss is too young, right?

From the looks of it, he was only a few years younger than himself.

After entering the door, Zhou Qingying also saw the eldest prince squatting on the ground with obvious shoe prints on his buttocks. He didn't have the slightest resistance to the little boss's offense, but crouched on the ground holding his head in horror, Trembling with a very hopeless look.

"Tsk."

"Don't look down on him, at least he is the future new emperor of Dongzhou, give him some face."

"... Are you sent by the First Prince?"

Zhou Qingying looked at the little boss until the unattractive little girl sat on the seat that symbolized the highest power in embroidered clothes, and raised her legs.

"Well...not counting."

The little boss blushed shyly and blinked his eyes: "This eldest prince is a pure waste, without the slightest sparkle on him, without charm at all. If it weren't for my sweetheart who has been in a lot of trouble recently, I wouldn't even get along with such a boring man." He feels indebted if he says a word more.”

"Uh... ah..."

Zhou Qingying, who was blank about the relationship between men and women, scratched her head in wonder.

"Oh, by the way, is this the first time for Qingying to see me? Don't be wary of me. My name is Zheng Lele. I'm a student of Linlang Academy just like you."

"Zheng Lele?"

I vaguely heard that such a person seemed to be mentioned in the chat with Hang Yanling before...

"Oh, I'm the lover of your junior sister's half-brother. You count me as half-sister-in-law, not from outsiders."

Zheng Lele blinked, and patted the vice seat beside the seat.

"Come, come, sit."

Zhou Qingying didn't understand how the students of Linlang Academy were called the little boss by Xiuyi Zhizhi. She sat in the chair that symbolized Xiuyi Zhizhi's second-in-command with a dazed expression.

Now, a strange situation has formed.

The prisoner who confessed sat with the temporary commander of Xiuyi Zhizhi, and the commander-in-chief who was directly serving Xiuyi Zhizhi squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, facing the wall and trembling.

"what happened to him?"

Zhou Qingying pointed at the eldest prince and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The situation was so shocking that her brain really didn't turn this corner in a short time.

"If you want to take over Xiuyi Zhizhi, the biggest obstacle is the people in power now, but even so--it's just because he came up and slapped me in the face before."

"Ah, uh..."

"My sweetheart has been very busy recently. If I go back to see him with a swollen face, it is not something a good wife should do. So I analyzed the current situation with the First Prince... After all, I am The only one who can keep him alive, and the only one who wants to keep him on the throne."

Zheng Lele smiled and lifted Erlang's legs, crossed his hands and put them on his knees.

She didn't mind at all that the person she was reviewing was on the spot, and said casually:

"Now he has also seen that my Fu Tianqing formed an alliance with the second prince. It is absolutely impossible for the third prince to die in Dongzhou. If there is no accident, the throne may only fall into the hands of the second prince. Although I can understand me What my husband did, but he had so much contact with that woman without authorization. Although I didn't stop him, I was still jealous—I also knew that my husband was making compromises with that woman for the sake of the people of Dongzhou—this No way."

"It's true that my husband needs setbacks to become cuter, but if it's because other women become more attractive, I'll be so disgusted that I'll spit out bile - the second prince made my husband bow his head, it's not okay either... How can I allow others to touch my couch? So... I want to help my husband vent his anger and suppress that arrogant woman."

Zhou Qingying nodded as though I didn't understand but felt great.

"Ah, then you..."

"So I plan to start with the eldest prince and do a thorough investigation... Where did the old emperor of Dongzhou die?"