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

Fu Tianqing smiled, and he raised his hand to greet the figure in the mist.

Afterwards, the entire right arm was quickly wrapped in white lightning, and with a flash of lightning, a thunderbolt shot straight ahead.

A merciless blow.

A hole was torn open in the mist, but the figure seemed to have dodged the attack, the black shadow flashed, and the figure of "Hang Yanling" disappeared again.

"Do you still want to run?"

Fu Tianqing knew in her heart that Hang Yanling in front of her was a counterfeit, and she didn't expect this attack to succeed, but under the feint attack of the lightning strike, she directly locked onto the figure in front of her with her spiritual sense, and chased after him closely.

With the blood knife in his hand, he showed the fastest speed in the late stage of condensing Yuan, and the zhenqi that was burning hard burst out into the light in the dark night.Chasing the dark shadow in the thick fog, he quickly advanced for an unknown distance, but the shadow disappeared again.

Damn it, I lost my follow... If only Old Bie Deng was still awake...

Annoyed, Fu Tianqing stomped her feet, but when she raised her head, a faint yellow light appeared in front of her eyes.

It is a light distorted by dense fog, very faint, dormant in a huge black shadow—and what kind of building is this huge black shadow in front of...

Fu Tianqing clenched her weapon and walked a few steps towards the light, only to realize that this building was the study of her father Fu Qingzhong.

And what surprised him was that the light was not only projected from the window, the door of the room was ajar, a vertical light was blurred in the fog, and at the same time...

There was a bloody smell coming from the door.

Fu Tianqing frowned, and pushed open the door forcefully.

The candlelight in the room suddenly flooded into his sight, causing Fu Tianqing to narrow his eyes involuntarily.After Fu Tianqing's eyes adjusted to the candlelight and recovered after a second, what came into view was a dim study room with only one oil lamp on.

It was...a room made of dim yellow and blood red.

"what……"

The moment Fu Tianqing saw the scene in the room clearly, Fu Tianqing's pupils shrank suddenly.

Fu Qingzhong's desk and bookcase were covered with bloodstains, and the blood on the ground pooled into a small blood pool, and the people lying on the blood pool were reflected under the light...

Fu Qingzhong, the current Patriarch of the Fu family, this majestic master of alchemy stage fell to the ground.

puff, puff...

Inserted in the heart of his back was a crimson knife.

puff, puff...

The bloodthirsty evil knife happily volatilized its ferocious resentment. Under the illumination of the candlelight, the slender long knife was like a red cloud in the sky at sunset. Tim flirtatious.

The room was filled with the fragrance of mitu flowers.

"Didn't I tell you, don't come out for a stroll at night if you have nothing to do?"

poof...

Fu Tianqing slowly raised her head, followed the evil knife she personally gave, and looked at the person holding 【Xi Luo】.

The woman who made a fuss at the Fu family five years ago...

She looked at Fu Tianqing with a wry smile: "You child, you are really disobedient."

She slowly drew out the crimson thin knife, and with a flick of her hand, the still steaming blood spilled all over the floor.

"Hangyan...Hangyan...Hangyanling..."

Fu Tianqing stared blankly at the woman who shouldn't be standing here, her throat was sore and sore.

Is it a nightmare?

I didn't wake up?

Is it a scam?

Is that another Hang Yanling awake again?

At this time, Hang Yanling's eyes were not the purple color when he ran away that day, but dark gold as deep as candlelight in a quiet night.

Hang Yanling pulled out the knife from the corpse, and gently shook off the blood on the blade: "It's just right that you came here, one more you is not too much..."

"What are you doing!"

"One less you is not less..."

"Hey, are you Lao Hang!? I ask you what are you doing!? Why are you here——you..."

"Fu Tianqing."

The blood-stained girl raised the knife given by Fu Tianqing, and slowly pointed it at Fu Tianqing.

The dark golden light slowly flows

She was not as crazy and mechanical as she was stimulated by Jiang Xiaoyu that day, but she was extraordinarily calm and her tone was very gentle.

She even smiled: "Next, it's your turn."

Fu Tianqing's brain still couldn't react... and she still couldn't accept what happened before her eyes.

This is not a counterfeit...

This is... the Hang Yanling I know...

But, but...

how could be?

how so……

He even took a step back facing Hang Yanling's knife.

Even Fu Tianqing never backed down when Hang Yanling came to yell five years ago, but now, with the strength to resist, he couldn't raise his knife to Hang Yanling.

His brain is still trying to explain what happened in front of him, and is still trying to communicate to Hang Yanling: "Hey, stop messing around...you just happened to catch up, right? Are you in the end, you in the end, I...I don't want to..."

"..."

Hang Yanling's smile stagnated for a moment, she closed her eyes and sighed.

Afterwards, her evil knife was entwined with a dark yin aura.

The candlelight was extinguished, and her figure instantly melted into the darkness.

The girl's next words rang in Fu Tianqing's ears in an instant: "You are not qualified, Fu Tianqing."

Chapter 6 First Day to Darkness

"Ding!"

Fu Tianqing didn't want to be reconciled, so she raised her evil knife and turned around to fight back.

In the instant confrontation, the two evil knives collided with each other. The blades born in the same forge should be equal in strength, but Hang Yanling's [Xi Luo] finally overwhelmed Fu Tianqing's [Remnant Zhao] At one end, Hang Yanling quickly raised his hand after dropping the knife, knocking Fu Tianqing back a few steps who was unstable.

Staggering, Fu Tianqing backed up against the wall, clutching the knife, her legs trembling uncontrollably.

Confusion lingered in his brain.

"Hang Yanling——you're crazy!"

Roaring, Fu Tianqing regained her posture and rushed towards Hang Yanling, but Hang Yanling would not dodge or dodge. In the dark room, she was the ghost of Nightmare, surrounded by Yin aura. In an instant, Hang Yanling's figure disappeared, but Fu Tianqing who rushed forward received a heavy punch in the back.

"cough!"

"It doesn't matter if you call Mo Weng out now. Anyway, it's in your Fu family, and I'm not afraid that things will get out of hand."

Hang Yanling's voice sounded behind Fu Tianqing, and the evil knife that Fu Tianqing personally gave was placed on Fu Tianqing's neck.

This first round of confrontation has already been completely lost.

Fu Tianqing smiled wryly in her heart.

It seems that I have never really won in front of this guy...

"Hang Yanling, can I ask a question..."

With the knife on her neck, Fu Tianqing coughed, and slowly asked Hang Yanling who was behind her: "Before you killed me, what was your reason for doing this?"

"Hang Yanling wants to kill Fu Tianqing, does he still need a reason?"

"Then why did you hit my spine just now, and stab me directly, wouldn't it be better?"

The moment Fu Tianqing asked a question, a pure white electric arc suddenly shot out from his upper body, thunder horns grew from his forehead, and white scales possessed his body. Without any hesitation, he fully exerted the power of the Bai Lei Jiao King under the contract in his body .

Quick fight!

The sudden burst of force bounced Hang Yanling away. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fu Tianqing grabbed Hang Yanling's arm. Taking advantage of her strength, Fu Tianqing managed to escape and counterattack almost instantly.

This time, he decided not to hesitate for any reason, and he will do whatever it takes to make this mysterious little girl completely honest.

But Hang Yanling, whose wrist was being held tightly, smiled, and the dark aura burst out from the wrist. The dark aura turned into a poisonous snake and bit Fu Tianqing's palm. Fu Tianqing was in pain, but refused to let go.

Throwing away the evil knife in her right hand, Fu Tianqing grabbed Hang Yanling's neck and pushed her against the wall.

The [Xi Luo] in Hang Yanling's hand also fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

Suppressed by absolute power, it is absolutely impossible for Hang Yanling to escape from this state.

Fu Tianqing suppressed the panic in her heart as much as possible, and asked rationally, "Answer me, did you kill my father..."

Fu Tianqing, whose pupils were bloodshot, threatened sharply, "I'm not in the mood to play charades with you now."

Hang Yanling, who was almost pushed into the wall, coughed with difficulty, and burst out laughing: "Didn't you...see it..."

……

"Crack."

Fu Tianqing twisted off one of Hang Yanling's arms with great force.

She is still talking hard and lying.

Even with pain, Hang Yanling has to tell the truth clearly...

But to Fu Tianqing's surprise, Hang Yanling, whose arm had been twisted off, did not scream in pain. She still maintained that expression, that expression that made her teeth itch with hatred and refused to say anything.

"Hang Yanling, before the time limit of my state ends...tell me everything, I beg you."

"Cough... I just... don't want to."

Hang Yanling struggled to raise her hand and grabbed her own right arm.

The flame of Yin Lingqi suddenly bloomed.

puff!

Blood spattered, and Hang Yanling's face instantly turned pale due to blood loss.

Hot blood splashed onto Fu Tianqing's face, and the scene of blood dripping made Fu Tianqing's brain stall.

What is she... doing?

she……

With Yin Lingqi...

Broken... her own arm...? !

The severed arm fell to the ground, and the sprayed blood became the fuel of Yin Lingqi, burning rapidly on Fu Tianqing's arm, eyes, and body.

The pitch-black flames did not bring burning pain, but bursts of icy cold. Fu Tianqing's physical strength was quickly deprived by the burning Yin Qi, and the time for maintaining the form of the Bai Lei Jiao King was also greatly shortened. In a few seconds, Fu Tianqing felt exhausted for a while.

puff.

Fu Tianqing's knees softened and she half knelt on the ground.And the half of the arm that was broken by Hang Yanling happened to be in front of him, and the blood flowing out merged with the blood belonging to the Patriarch of the Fu family on the ground, and the pitch-black fire spread.

The one-armed Hang Yanling burned her wound with yin aura, walked in front of Fu Tianqing, held the knife on Fu Tianqing's neck: "Huh... I won."

"Your... arm..."

Fu Tianqing didn't look up at Hang Yanling, but stretched out her hand forward, and grabbed Hang Yanling's severed arm that fell to the ground.

Breathing was heavy and difficult, and his face was pale.

My mind was dizzy, as if I was dreaming.

Limp all over, covered in cold sweat.

The yin aura continued to burn, depriving him of his physical strength and his will.

"Don't move, if you move again, your head will be cut off."