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

The villain didn't make a sound, she still slowly lowered the tip of the knife, and the vines wrapped around her made a rattling sound.

It was not broken by the brute force of the villain, but the broken sound of a dead tree.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ah Kun quickly raised his hand and grabbed Hang Yanling's wrist, and shouted: "I told you it's over!? Hey, what's wrong with you?!"

But after touching Hang Yanling's wrist, a feeling of something wrong came down the palm.

There was a clear sense of the passing of physical strength, and Akun, who was in the middle stage of true essence, was unable to shake Hang Yanling's wrist with this grip.

"Tsk, did you hear that?"

As a monk of the True Yuan Stage above the Condensed Yuan Stage, Akun had already condensed the True Qi into True Yuan in his body, and the speed of mobilizing the True Qi was much faster than the monks of the Condensed Yuan Stage.At the moment when he felt bad, he mobilized the zhenqi he could still use, and instantly stimulated the vines under his feet.

Tentacle-like tree vines spread out in the blink of an eye, quickly restraining Hang Yanling's wrist.The thorny vine quickly restrained her movement.

But even though his arm was bloody and bloody cut by the wooden thorn of the rattan, Hang Yanling still held the knife tightly until his body was thrown aside by the rattan.

The smaller girl's body bounced up, fell, and fell to the ground.

Countless vines stretched out quickly, restraining Hang Yanling, making the petite girl unable to move.

"Huh...Hang Yanling, you have to talk to the dean with me."

It's a big taboo to kill a killer during a fight, and the sudden appearance of Hang Yanling really made Akun a little scared.

Fu Tianqing who was on the stage finally breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, just as he was about to get up, Mo Weng in the ring reminded sharply: "Wait, little Tianqing, something is wrong!"

Hang Yanling's body twitched strangely, and a circle of strange black flames burned around her body. When the vines touched these black flames, they made a crisp sound, but they all broke in a moment. open.

Akun's face became very ugly. The monks with wood attribute aura were originally good at absorbing the enemy to supplement themselves, and winning by protracted battles.

But to deal with this weird Hang Yanling, his every move will consume a lot of extra energy, those jet-black flames should be the yin spirit energy he has seen in books, that's right...

But I have never heard of Yin Lingqi having such an effect...

Akun urged the tree vines again, but Hang Yanling, who stood up again, was extremely fast. She moved a few times and easily passed through the vines. past.

"Ding!!!"

Gold and iron.

Two long knives of the same style, pink and dark red, collided together.

The fragrance of Mi Tuhua was wrapped in the bloody smell of the black flood dragon.

Fu Tianqing held onto Hang Yanling's slashing knife, gritted her teeth and said with a smile: "You can easily guess with this appearance—Hang Yanling, wake me up!!!"

Bang!

Cutting off the blade, Fu Tianqing took the initiative to pinch Hang Yanling's head with her hand, and Mo Weng, who had been prepared in the ring, activated the remaining part of his soul power to stab Hang Yanling.

There was a brief delay in Hang Yanling's actions, Akun didn't let go of the opportunity created by Fu Tianqing, urged the vines again, and drilled towards Hang Yanling.

One in the late stage of Condensed Yuan, one in the middle stage of True Yuan, the two worked together to clean up a Hang Yanling, this scene shocked everyone in the audience.

They knew that Hang Yanling was very strong, but they didn't expect that Hang Yanling was so difficult.

Those vines were about to restrain Hang Yanling, but Fu Tianqing let out a scream and let go.

His arms began to turn black from the ends, and the true energy was blocked in the meridians and could not flow.

Mo Weng in the ring reminded: "I won't be able to wake up this girl in a short time, so get out!"

"But……"

After hesitating for less than half a second, Fu Tianqing switched the saber to her left hand and blocked Hang Yanling's attack again.

Those vines began to wither after piercing the black flames burning in mid-air. Akun's spells were dispelled many times, so he had to take advantage of the time when Fu Tianqing was fighting with Hang Yanling to chant the spell: "The wilderness is luxuriant, the greenery is full of tides." !"

The breeze blew slowly, and a green storm spread out from Akun's palm. With Akun as the center, many jagged grasses spread out on the table entwined with rattan. At the place, it flows towards Hang Yan Ling like green water, and the mature grass quickly bears red spiny fruits, and those fruits fall to the ground after accumulating to a certain weight, bursting into a cloud of pink mist .

Although it is not fatal, the toxin contained in the mist is enough to make a monk in the late stage of Condensation Yuan sleep for a whole day.

Under Mo Weng's reminder, Fu Tianqing vibrated the blade, and slammed forward regardless of the injury in her right hand, knocking Hang Yanling into the pink mist spreading from the ground, and at the same time, she was facing in the opposite direction He picked up Jiang Xiaowan and retreated quickly.

Although the two did not communicate with each other verbally, they cooperated quite tacitly.

Hang Yanling, who was engulfed by the pink mist, didn't stand for long, and fell on the green grass carpet with a plop.

"It can be regarded as..."

Akun wiped off his cold sweat, watched Fu Tianqing take Jiang Xiaowan off the stage, and heaved a sigh of relief.

But at the moment when he was relaxing, there was a rustling and dense sound in his ears.

It was as if there were countless rats swarming underground, devouring, and falling into a manic sound.

"What's going on, you crazy girl!!!"

Akun stared dumbfounded at the black flame that should have subsided along with the main body's coma, expanding in a circle, burning the pink mist, and devouring the green grass on the ground.

Even the Fujiki table couldn't resist the corrosion of the Yin spirit...

This isn't spiritual energy, it's simply poisonous!

The aura of the same attribute will have different characteristics due to the owner's own will, and looking at the blazing black flame, it is hard for Akun to imagine how much ferocity and rage are hidden in this petite 13-year-old girl.

He can see clearly.

In the mist that was burnt open by the flames, Hang Yanling, who had fallen to the ground, stood up straight.

It was not the normal process of moving the joints, propping up the body, and completing the standing process, but it was pulled up by the yin aura.

She regards her poisoned and numb body as a prop, and uses Yin Qi to manipulate and manipulate it...

This can indeed bypass the paralyzing effect of the poisonous mist, but how can a normal person...

"coming……!"

Hang Yanling's figure came straight towards A Kun. It seemed that he couldn't find his original target, Jiang Xiaowan. This guy was going to try A Kun as his next target to kill.

In the blink of an eye, Hang Yanling had already arrived in front of A Kun, and her feet suddenly softened.

The structure of the rattan wood was instantly disassembled to form a pothole, half of Hang Yanling's leg fell into the rattan wood platform, and the knife was undoubtedly deflected to the side.

"call……"

Akun backed away again and again, thankful that his trap had worked, but when he exhaled this breath and was about to inhale the air again, he felt a sharp pain in his lungs.

"Well, cough!?"

As a human being, the action of "breathing" that I have been accustomed to since birth has a clear sense of disobedience.

Although it is easy to exhale, it is extremely strenuous to inhale the air into the lungs again.

Akun lowered his head and watched a black ball of true energy appear in his abdomen.

Not only the abdomen, arms, thighs... I can even feel it, the throat and left eye also have that obvious sense of disobedience...

Hang Yanling, who was "drawn" out of the pothole again by the yin aura, stood still and spread his palms.

A few small balls formed by cloudy aura swayed faintly in her palm.

Hang Yanling's five fingers slowly gathered, and then clenched tightly.

"Wow!"

Akun only felt that his true energy seemed to disappear from his body in an instant, and his true energy could not flow at all. Looking up again, Hang Yanling had disappeared.

Where?

In the back!

The chill on his spine made Akun turn his head quickly, but all he saw was that touch of pink.

Akun's eyes widened in disbelief.

He couldn't understand why Hang Yanling could do this.

He stared blankly at the girl in front of him who had no anger, no killing intent, no pain, no expression on her face, only the hideous black flame behind her, and slowly closed her eyes.

Am I going to die here?

But this is too bad luck...

A faint fragrance hit.

The severe pain imagined did not happen.

A female's lazy voice sounded beside her ears: "It's too much trouble, Ling'er."

Akun opened his eyes.

Behind Hang Yanling's figure, a mature woman in a green dress pressed Hang Yanling's shoulder with one hand.

The hideous black aura rushed towards her violently.

But the woman just faced them calmly, raised her other hand, and snapped her fingers lightly.

"Om-"

There was a slight tremor around the air, and the black air was shattered soundlessly.

Akun regained the ability to breathe in an instant, he staggered, and the cold sweat finally broke out all over his body.

He never thought that one day normal breathing would be something to be thankful for, and his regained consciousness resumed functioning. He raised his head and looked at the woman who suddenly appeared with a wry smile: "You are... Fairy Bishui?"

"Boy, my Ling'er is here for you... and the young master of the Fu family has caused trouble. You have done a good job. Lianhua Palace owes you both a big favor...I remember clearly the kindness you have done today."

Akun was a little flattered to watch the third elder of the well-known and strange sect in Jianghu bow in front of him, his mouth widened and he didn't know what to say.

Hang Yanling, who was pinned by Bishui Fairy on the shoulder, struggled uneasily, but Bishui pinched his thumb and index finger, leaned against Hang Yanling's forehead, and flicked it lightly.

"Snapped."

It's like an elder teasing a child, and his brain collapses with a single click.

A Kun, who was facing Hang Yanling, had a clear look. The ferocious black energy around Hang Yanling seemed to be sucked into something suddenly, and was quickly pulled out of his body and shattered.

Hang Yanling's body also lost its strength and fell into Fairy Bishui's arms.

"Okay...take a break, little silly girl..."

Bi Shui's voice was unprecedentedly gentle. She bent down and patted Hang Yanling's back lightly.

"Ugh!!"

However, even though he lost his strength and his body was paralyzed again, Hang Yanling still opened his mouth, biting Fairy Bishui's shoulder firmly.

"Uh, woo woo... um..."

"This silly boy... Even this is so similar to Caiyu... It will make me feel uncomfortable."

Bi Shui shook her head with a wry smile, she bent down and hugged Hang Yanling's leg, and gently hugged Hang Yanling.

Looking up at the silent auditorium, Fairy Bishui said flatly: "Everyone presses on every step of the way, booing every day... even using the child's deceased mother to stimulate her——The situation has developed to this point, do you think Ling'er It doesn't matter whether it's your own fault or watching Ling'er being beaten on the stage... I don't blame you. I just urge you to think about it... Is the Hang Yanling you see really what you think and know? Like, is she the... that villainous woman in the rivers and lakes you speak of?"

"I know, some people say that they saw Ling'er killing innocent people indiscriminately at the foot of the mountain - I also understand the pain of losing your relatives, friends and brothers - although you should take a good look to see if Ling'er is the murderer you met that day, but it is inevitable Some people believe that I, Bishui, are protecting my shortcomings, and Lianhua Palace is protecting this wicked girl..."

"I can't control your thoughts, so—"

"Those who still want to kill Ling'er, those who still want Ling'er to suffer injustice, and those who want Ling'er to die so that you can vent your anger... Come anyway, anyway, I believe in Ling'er's innocence, I will cover her .”

Still in a lazy, casual tone.

Fairy Bishui walked down the steps step by step.

Chapter 64 Fu Tianqing's Proposal

"Wow, it hurts... What's wrong with me, why can't I remember anything, what happened, didn't I stand on the stage and fight Jiang Xiaowan, why did I wake up and lie here—"

The sun shone into the window, and the villain opened her clear light purple eyes, turned to the boy beside the bed, and asked blankly:

"What did you just say here?"

Holding a cup of tea in her hand, Fu Tianqing took a sip and continued in a strange tone, "Damn—Fu Tianqing, why are you here, and what happened in the end? Where is Jiang Xiaowan? Hey, what happened?" What's the matter, tell me quickly... I guess you will probably say that when you wake up."

"what?"

Hang Yanling moved her arm, and the tingling pain in her forearm made her gasp in a hiss.

Seeing this, Fu Tianqing put the teacup on the table beside her, and looked at Hang Yanling with a smirk: "Then now, which Hang Yanling are you?"

"My tender father."

"Oh, Lao Hang."