Reincarnated as the Death Spider Queen, sacrificing Bibi Dong at the start

"The second step is to prepare for peeling off the outer layer of skin."

Done.

Nan Feng didn't look at the grandfather and grandson again. He turned around, put his little hands behind his back, and took a few steps with his short legs. He seemed to be moving slowly, but in fact, he stepped out of the valley and disappeared into the vast poisonous barrier.

The matter at the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well has come to a temporary end. Judging by the time, Tang Yuehua should also have some activity by now.

He gave Lady Yue a direct order to lure out the Emperor of the Heavenly Dou Empire.

The Vast Ocean Universe Cover—that thing is the national treasure of the Heavenly Dou royal family. Putting aside how well the Heavenly Dou royal family hides it, even if someone wanted to steal it from the palace, the vast palace is heavily guarded, and finding something the size of a palm would be like finding a needle in a haystack.

The simplest and safest way is naturally to get that old man Xueye to take it out willingly.

Nan Feng strolled leisurely and soon returned to Yuexuan.

Pushing open the door to the private room on the top floor, Tang Yuehua was sitting at the table, holding a cup of tea that had long since gone cold, looking dazed.

"How about it?"

Nan Feng stepped forward, casually pulled out a chair, and sat down, his purple eyes looking at her with great interest:

Have you managed to contact Xueye?

Tang Yuehua snapped out of her reverie, looking at the exquisitely beautiful little girl before her, a flicker of barely concealed apprehension and complexity crossing her eyes. She set down her teacup, her voice cold:

"The palace has already replied."

"His Majesty said that he will come to Yuexuan incognito tomorrow afternoon to listen to the zither music."

"Oh?"

Nan Feng raised an eyebrow, a look of surprise appearing on his small face. He looked Tang Yuehua up and down, his eyes filled with a gossipy thirst for knowledge:

"What exactly is your relationship with that old geezer, Xueye?"

"A monarch is busy with countless affairs of state every day. How could you so easily summon someone by simply sending a letter? And even allow them to travel incognito?"

Tang Yuehua turned her head to one side with a cold face, clearly not intending to pay attention to Nan Feng's boring and wicked question.

Seeing Tang Yuehua's aloof and chaste demeanor, Nan Feng's curiosity only intensified.

"Om-"

A flash of purplish-black light.

Without the slightest hesitation, Nan Feng immediately dispelled the little girl's mimicry and instantly transformed back into the tall, stunningly beautiful adult "Bibi Dong".

Under Tang Yuehua's astonished gaze, Nan Feng stepped forward, unceremoniously grabbed her slender waist, and pushed her away.

"what!"

Tang Yuehua let out a cry of surprise, lost her balance, and was directly pushed down by Nan Feng onto the soft and spacious resting couch in the room.

"What...what are you going to do?!"

Tang Yuehua looked panicked, her hands pressed tightly against Nan Feng's chest, her heart pounding as she looked at his stunningly beautiful face so close to hers.

Don't be nervous.

Nan Feng easily restrained Tang Yuehua's hands with one hand, placed the other on her shoulder, and smiled slightly.

"Since Lady Yue is unwilling to answer, I will have to 'check' it myself."

After saying that, Nan Feng released an extremely subtle wisp of soul power from his fingertips, which silently probed into Tang Yuehua's meridians.

After an incense stick has burned.

Nan Feng withdrew his soul power, straightened up somewhat speechlessly, looked down at Tang Yuehua whose clothes were slightly disheveled, and curled his lip:

"With pure meridians and undiminished primordial yin... isn't this still a virgin body?"

"I thought you had already thrown yourself into that old emperor's arms for the sake of the Haotian Sect. It seems that old man Xueye is either too old to do anything, or he's just a saint who only knows how to appreciate high art."

Hearing these undisguised and lewd words, Tang Yuehua was utterly ashamed and indignant!

She, the dignified mistress of Yuexuan, was actually pinned to the bed and had her body's privacy forcibly explored using her soul power!

"You... shameless! Vulgar!"

Tang Yuehua glared at Nan Feng through gritted teeth, her eyes filled with a layer of humiliation and tears, wishing she could tear this bastard to pieces with her gaze.

"Hey, hey, hey, can't you be reasonable?"

Nan Feng shrugged, looking completely innocent.

"I only used my soul power to check your pulse. I didn't even scratch your skin through your clothes. I didn't really do anything to you. Why are you putting on this virtuous expression as if I've humiliated you?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Yuehua's humiliation transformed into a cold laugh. Looking at the stunningly beautiful woman before her, a mocking smile curved her lips:

"Didn't do anything?"

"Your Holiness, you may wish to do it, but are you capable of doing it?"

She took a deep breath, forced herself to remain calm, and straightened her disheveled clothes, her eyes revealing a defiant, "what's the use" attitude.

We're all women. So what if you have superhuman strength? Two women pinned to the bed can only be verbally humiliated at most. What other tricks can you pull?

It's okay! There's nothing to be afraid of!

Even if this woman really wanted to do that kind of thing, she didn't have the ability!

Chapter 128 Utterly Boring

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"Oh?"

Hearing Tang Yuehua's provocative sneer, Nan Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Want to do it but can't?"

"Madam Yue, are you sure you want to discuss this topic with me?"

Tang Yuehua felt a pang of panic under his gaze, but since she had already spoken, she could only bite her lip hard and glare at him stubbornly, no longer backing down.

"very good."

Nan Feng suddenly laughed.

Without saying a word, he suddenly slumped down and pressed Tang Yuehua, who had just sat up halfway, back onto the bed.

at the same time.

A strange purplish-black light surged out from Nan Feng's body once again, but this time, the light did not envelop his entire body. Instead, some kind of inexplicable partial reorganization was taking place on his body!

Over the past three years, Bibi Dong, bored in the Sea of ​​Spirit, had long since combined her own genes and imagination to "sculpt" a perfect adult male image for him. He looked just like Bibi Dong's twin brother.

Although Nan Feng had long been accustomed to causing trouble everywhere while possessing Bibi Dong's peerless body, finding it more interesting and allowing him to borrow power from Bibi Dong, this didn't mean his energy clone couldn't change its form!

Furthermore, due to the advanced plasticity of energy bodies, he could even change only a part of it!

Nan Feng pressed down on Tang Yuehua, one hand gripping her chin. His originally clear and cold voice had become deep and hoarse, filled with a strong masculine aura.

"Lady Yue, who told you..."

"I'm just a woman?"

Tang Yuehua's expression became extremely interesting at that moment.

Because she could clearly feel that the body pressing down on her was rapidly becoming wider and thicker. The softness that belonged to a woman was disappearing, replaced by muscle lines as hard as a rock.

What made her mind go blank for a moment, and even her breathing completely stop, was...

Her usually elegant and composed mind completely crashed at this moment, leaving only a blank.

She stared wide-eyed in disbelief at Nan Feng, who was so close to her, his breath practically spraying onto her face.

That peerless face, which originally belonged to Pope Bibi Dong, now exuded a highly aggressive and purely masculine aura in her perception.

How can this be? !

Tang Yuehua's worldview collapsed in that instant.

Bibi Dong is clearly a real woman. How could a woman possibly conjure up such a thing?!

After a brief moment of confusion, overwhelming panic and fear ensued.

Because she saw an undisguised aggression in Nan Feng's eyes, which were gradually becoming darker and deeper.

She clearly realized that this monster in a woman's skin was really planning to harm her!

Here? In her Moon Pavilion? In such an unbelievable way?!

An unprecedented sense of humiliation instantly overwhelmed Tang Yuehua's reason.

Resist? Facing a level 98 peak Douluo, she, with a useless martial soul that could never break through to level nine in her lifetime, didn't even have the right to move a finger.

The helplessness and despair of being at the mercy of others completely shattered Lady Yue's psychological defenses.

Tang Yuehua gave up struggling. She closed her eyes in despair, her long eyelashes trembling violently, and two lines of clear tears silently slid down the corners of her eyes, disappearing into the messy hair at her temples.

Looking at the pitiful sight of the woman beneath him, her neck extended as if being sacrificed, tears streaming down her face, the burning evil fire in Nan Feng's eyes was instantly extinguished as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over it.

"……boring."

The playfulness in Nan Feng's eyes vanished, replaced by an extremely dull and indifferent expression.

He released his grip on Tang Yuehua's wrists and stepped back.

"Om-"

A purplish-black light flashed by once more.

The imposing adult male body disintegrated and reformed in an instant, in the blink of an eye.

The oppressive feeling suddenly disappeared, and Tang Yuehua opened her eyes in a daze.

She hurriedly sat up, clutching her slightly disheveled clothes tightly, and looked at the distance with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty.

The "little devil" was sitting confidently at the round table, picking up a delicate osmanthus cake with her little hand and taking a big bite.

Although his face was still that ridiculously cute loli face, she could clearly sense that Nan Feng's mood at this moment was... extremely, extremely bad.

It was even more sinister than when it had been ruthless earlier.

Tang Yuehua was completely unable to comprehend the monster's unpredictable temper, and could only shrink into the corner of the bed, not daring to even breathe loudly.