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

"There's a fart."

"Although you have helped me a lot along the way before, no matter how you think about giving me the place in Linlang Academy, I feel that it is not right—even though you are the one who pushed Xiao Qiuyu, I think you must have some other purpose... ...Anyway, I can no longer keep up with your crazy thinking with normal logic alone, so I simply use intuition to deduce—”

Fu Tianqing took a bite of the food, raised her chopsticks and pointed at Hang Yanling: "Although I don't know why, I guess, you probably want to run away?"

"..."

"Looking at your expression, it's obvious that I'm—hey, are you qualified? Don't stick your fingers into my bowl to rinse, why are you still wasting food!?"

"It's so rare, how strange is it that I've done murder and set fire? Little Guzheng, come and play an ugly funeral song for your elder brother Fu."

"People call it Little Bell, and some people don't know how to play tunes, but I can sing funeral songs!"

Fu Tianqing smiled nonchalantly, and tilted her head: "Don't fix those useless ones, I'll just ask you—are you still planning to sign up? If you don't, I won't cheat you. You bring it back to Lianhua Palace... or any place you want to go - there are many people here who threaten to show you some color in the entrance competition, although the rules of Linlang Academy are not allowed to enter Dabi is going to kill people, but if you are missing an arm or a leg, Xiao Qiuyu will not be happy."

"Little Autumn Rain..."

Hearing Fu Tianqing mention Yan Qiuyu, Hang Yanling's expression hesitated for a moment, she stopped the chopsticks in her hand, and sighed: "Forget it, I'd better sign up honestly."

Little Bell listened for a long time, and asked with a smile on her eyes: "——What is registration? Is it fun? Take me one, and I want to register too. Do you want to report someone else's name? I'm amazing, I'll tell you Let's get the names of all the people on the tombstones in the Houshan Cemetery!"

"Yeah, that's great—"

Hang Yanling perfunctory casually, stood up, not bothering to pay attention to the eyes of the people around, got up and walked towards the exit of the cafeteria.

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After leaving the cafeteria, finally Hang Yanling was no longer surrounded by so many spectators.

The conversation she had with Fu Tianqing just now and the attitude between the two of them was enough to make the melon eaters seize the time to share and exchange this matter that was destined to become a big gossip in the world.

The news of the breakup between the Fu family and the Lianhua Palace in Puhe City, which once shocked the world, now seems to be a big question mark over its authenticity.

The attitudes of the two parties are not like enemies. Have you ever seen the victim try to get close to the perpetrator with a shy face, and even get slapped by the perpetrator, but he is not angry?

Hang Yanling was rarely quiet, with his hands in his sleeves, thinking about Yan Qiuyu step by step.

She couldn't let go of Yan Qiuyu's protection of another counterfeit.

Whether it's as Fu Tianqing or as Hang Yanling.

What is Xiao Qiuyu's attitude towards herself...

This tangled feeling seemed familiar.

In the previous life, after Fu Tianqing met Yan Qiuyu again at Linlang Academy, she also felt such a loss in her heart... Although the situation is different, the two entangled things are still the same - I don't know how to get along with Xiao Qiuyu when we meet next time this mouth.

Carrying this familiar melancholy, Hang Yanling walked up to the registration team.

Fu Tianqing from the previous life came in the morning, and the one who handed out the spirit stones here happened to be An Xianshan.

But now when Hang Yanling came here, it was already afternoon, and there were not as many people in front of the registration office as in the previous life.

According to the rules of Linlang Academy, after climbing the cloud steps, go to the registration office to get a registration spirit stone. still early.

Many people with weak strength could not climb the cloud steps until night, while those with sufficient strength and those sects who used other methods to go up the mountain got all the stones in their hands early in the morning.

There were only a few disciples who had just climbed up here, and when they saw that it was Hang Yanling, their expressions changed drastically, and they retreated left and right, making way for Hang Yanling and the little bell following her.

The registration office is a temporary small tree house, which is not built with wooden planks, but a room made of twisted and twisted vines summoned directly by the wood system Taoism. Inside is a Linlang Academy student who is in charge of distributing spirit stones.

Walking to the bookstore, Hang Yanling said weakly: "Please give me a spirit stone..."

"Are you a student here to sign up for the Inner Sect Grand Competition? Please tell me your name and sect?"

"Yes, I'm Hang Yan...Ah!?"

After seeing the face of the person in charge of the registration in a trance, Hang Yanling shivered all over, screamed subconsciously, and staggered back a step.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

A gentle voice came from the vine cabin, and a girl about 17 years old poked her head out.

The long black hair is as smooth as ink-colored satin splashed down, and the hair covers part of the face, revealing a pair of kind and gentle emerald green eyes with slightly drooping corners of the eyes...

The moment he saw those eyes, Hang Yanling was in a daze.

The gentle girl's face was distorted in the eyes, and overlapped with a corpse with a pale face and distorted figure, but such a gentle smile still remained at the corner of her mouth...

That was... the first one to be killed by Hang Yanling...

Fu Tianqing was the first in her life to be taken away by Hang Yanling...

"Qing...he...xue...sister?"

"Yeah, it's me... um? What's wrong with my little sister? Are you all right?"

"Wait... how could it be, would be, it would be you, me, I shouldn't be here to see you... the person responsible for the registration is not, Angou, Anxian..."

what.

Hang Yanling's sinking brain slowly turned...

Speaking of which, An Xianshan who was in charge of distributing zero stones here in the previous life and met the elementary school girls in the lower grades seems to have...

Senior Sister Qinghe scratched her head with a wry smile: "That? Brother An heard that he was injured recently, so he asked me to help him take over."

"..."

It seems that this premature encounter was caused by myself...

Looking at the living senior sister in front of her, Hang Yanling couldn't figure out her feelings at this time.

Although he knew that the senior in this life must still be alive, Hang Yanling still couldn't help his heart pounding when he saw the old friend who had died in the previous life.

Excitement, sadness, surprise, emotion, melancholy, hesitation, excitement...

Either complicated or contradictory feelings came to my heart.

Finally, an image of a person was unconsciously formed in Hang Yanling's mind.

"Little sister, why are you so dumb?"

"No... I'm remembering an ancient man..."

"Ancient man? Who?"

"Prime Minister Cao."

"Huh? Are there such ancients?"

Chapter 51 Isn't it a coincidence?

"All in all... this is the stone for registration. My little sister can just infuse her spiritual power into it, and just wait before the ring tonight at midnight."

Although she didn't quite understand what was going on in Hang Yanling's mind, An Xianshan's fiancée, Zhou Qinghe, felt relieved when she saw that Hang Yanling was showing signs of cheering up. She took out a white pebble from the small room, and handed it to her with a smile. Hang Yanling.

Hang Yanling took the stone, pinched it in the palm of his hand, and poured spiritual energy into it casually.

In an instant, the stone, which is no different from ordinary pebbles, glowed with white light, but then it became faint again.

The white stone was rendered in a dark color as if it had been dyed with ink, and there was a slight cracking sound of "click, click".

When Hang Yanling spread her palm again, some stone debris fell from between her fingers, and the smooth pebble turned into an irregular stone, as black as a coal.

"Huh? This is the first time I've seen such a change. What's your name, little sister?"

"Hang Yanling...Hang Yanling from Lianhua Palace, and...that..."

Hang Yanling suddenly felt a little timid, she blushed, looked away from Zhou Qinghe's face and looked elsewhere, writhing uneasily.

"Huh? What are you trying to say?"

Zhou Qinghe waited for Hang Yanling's follow-up words with a smile.

But before Hang Yanling made a sound, a small head popped out from under the window: "Gimme one too!"

"Oh!?"

Zhou Qinghe was taken aback, and looked down, she was a dirty little girl in a white skirt, who looked even less than ten years old.

This outfit...why does it look like mourning clothes?

Zhou Qinghe looked up and down at the little girl in front of him, blinked, and said with a smile: "Little sister, did you come with your older sister? That's great."

"I didn't come with Senior Sister. She is a cheapskate and ran away by herself. I came after her."

Little Bell proudly puffed out her chest, pinched her waist with one hand, and stretched out the other hand, shouting: "Big sister, I want a good-looking white ball too! I want to sign up too—whose name do you want to hear? I'll sign up." Listen to you! I remember so many people!"

"Okay, okay, tell me what's your name first?"

"Little bell!"

"Okay, then sister will give you this stone."

Qinghe chuckled, turned around, took out a small white sugar ball from the rattan house, and put it in the hands of the little bell: "Do you think this is okay?"

"It's a sugar ball! Good! Then, what about the color-changing stone?"

"Oh, that's not delicious. If you want that stone, Tang Qiuqiu doesn't have it?"

Little Bell looked hesitantly at the beautiful white sugar ball in his hand, and made a hesitant sound of "um...", pouted his mouth and raised his head and asked, "Can't I have both?"

"No."

"……OK then."

Little Bell was a little depressed for a while, but soon cheered up, raised the sugar ball in his hand and shook it in front of Hang Yanling: "Look at you, elder sister, what big sister gave me is different from you, it's a sugar ball Ball, let me bite you in half, okay?"

"Ah... uh..."

Hearing Little Bell's shout, Hang Yanling came back to his senses, looked at the sugar ball in Little Bell's hand, twitched the corner of his mouth, shook his head and said, "I don't need it."

"Hey... I'll give you half of it. There aren't many good kids like Xiang Xiaolingdang who are willing to give it to others when they get it."

Little Bell closed one eye, held up the candy ball to the sun: "Good things should be shared, not monopolized - isn't it?"

"...Forget it, let's go, find a place to rest."

In the end, Hang Yanling still didn't say what she wanted to say.

The main reason was that Little Lingdang's sudden sentence "good things should be shared" just now blocked her mouth.

Although Hang Yanling's mind was full of senior sisters and not Tangqiu just now, but she just now also...

After realizing the essence of the thoughts in his mind just now, Hang Yanling shook his head vigorously.

"Well, senior sister, let's go first..."

After all, without waiting for Zhou Qinghe to answer, Hang Yanling took the hand of the little bell and turned around to leave.

Little Lingdang turned around and waved at Zhou Qinghe reluctantly, and Zhou Qinghe also smiled back.

Looking at the backs of the two, Zhou Qinghe tilted his head and thought for a while, lowered his head, and wrote the six words "Lianhua Palace, Hang Yanling" on the registration form.

After writing, she looked at the paper and frowned slightly.

"Lianhua Palace... Eh, Lianhua Palace... Dad seems to have said... um...?"

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The little bell followed Hang Yanling, walking in the square of Lianhua Palace, the little sugar ball was held in her mouth, and it switched back and forth from the left cheek to the right cheek, she kicked her hands in her arms, trying to think about something .

"Sure enough, I still want that shiny little stone..."

Hang Yanling was still immersed in the complexity of seeing her senior just now, and didn't hear what Xiaolingdang said.

But suddenly, a burly man with blood in his pupils rushed over from the crowd, and he shouted with all his might:

"Hang Yanling!!! I'm going to kill you!!!"

Hearing the roar, Hang Yanling turned her head dumbly, looked at the man who kept approaching her, did not move, just stared at him blankly, and muttered: "Share...exclusive...share...share ...to monopolize...uh...me, I don't have that kind of thought..."

"You die for me!!!"

The angry burly man drew out his knife. From the looks of it, some of his companions should have fallen down the mountain. As a result, he ignored Linlang Academy's rules not to kill or injure students who took the exam, so he raised the knife and chopped it down at Hang Yanling.

however……

Coincidentally, the step he took forward happened to crush a floor tile of Linlang Academy.

There was a void just under the floor tiles.

His feet sank into the pothole, his body's center of gravity was suddenly disrupted, he couldn't stand still, the knife in his hand slipped out, and he fell face down on the ground.

Coincidentally, there happened to be a stone on the ground that knocked on his forehead.