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

A sense of abandonment and panic gripped her instantly.

"How was your rest?"

A calm voice suddenly rang out from the corner of the room.

In the past, such a sudden sound would have definitely given Tang Yuehua a fright.

But upon hearing that familiar voice, her tense body subconsciously relaxed.

Tang Yuehua turned around abruptly and saw that Nan Feng was sitting casually on the windowsill, with the rising morning light behind him.

"where have you been?"

She looked around, trying to hide her earlier panic, "Where's Hu Liena?"

"Nana went to the beach to get some fresh air, and she'll be back by herself in a little while."

Nan Feng jumped down from the windowsill, walked slowly closer, and looked her up and down: "Looks like you didn't sleep well?"

Tang Yuehua's eyes flickered slightly, and she turned her head away: "I'm not used to sleeping in unfamiliar beds. The climate and environment here are too unfamiliar, I can't sleep."

Can't sleep?

Nan Feng chuckled, "You must have had a nightmare and didn't sleep well. You didn't even make a sound to turn over all night."

Nan Feng walked to the bedside and looked down at her. "After all, if you had woken up even once in the middle of the night, you would know that I wasn't in the room all night."

When her lie was exposed, Tang Yuehua's eyes became even more evasive: "I just... simply didn't get enough rest."

"What kind of nightmare did you have? It scared you so much!"

Nan Feng suddenly leaned down and placed his hand on her back.

The touch was an astonishingly cold sensation.

"Your clothes are soaked?"

Nan Feng raised an eyebrow, his fingertips feeling the coolness through the thin fabric. "Sweating so much? Are you sick?"

This sudden, intrusive touch made Tang Yuehua instinctively shrink back, like a startled rabbit.

But she retreated too quickly, tripped, and completely lost her balance, falling straight backward.

Nan Feng reacted swiftly, stretching out his long arm to firmly embrace her slender waist and pull her into his arms.

"what happened?"

Nan Feng looked down at the still-shaken woman in his arms and asked softly, "What are you afraid of?"

Tang Yuehua's heart pounded like a drum, thumping against her chest.

"N-nothing."

She swallowed hard, feeling a slight chill run down her spine.

Nan Feng's current gaze and the tone of his voice are too eerie!

This feeling was exactly the same as when Bibi Dong suddenly barged into her room in Tiandou City late at night and forced her to lead the way to the Haotian Sect's backup base! That chilling feeling of being stared at by a ferocious beast!

However, something seems different.

At this moment, Nan Feng was completely devoid of that cold killing intent and domineering aura.

Shedding his usual scheming and defensiveness, his current actions surprisingly exude a strange...tenderness?

But the more this kind of inexplicable gentleness appeared, the more it made Tang Yuehua's scalp tingle!

This guy was only gone for one night, went out for some sea breeze, what could have triggered him?!

Is he possessed?!

Nan Feng, watching her ever-changing expression, moved even closer, staring directly into her eyes: "What, are you afraid of me?"

The two were very close, their breaths mingling warmly.

Tang Yuehua's ears instantly turned bright red. She didn't dare look directly into those deep, double pupils, and hurriedly turned her head away, managing to stammer out:

"Men and women should not touch each other..."

Nan Feng couldn't help but laugh out loud.

“I’ve hugged you so many times, and you usually just glare at me. I’ve never seen you react this much before.”

Tang Yuehua wailed inwardly.

How can they be the same?!

In the past, when Nan Feng hugged or touched her, his attitude was clearly malicious teasing!

It's the kind of teasing that's like a cat playing with a mouse, with clear boundaries!

Although she felt humiliated, she was confident in her resolve.

But now?

His natural hug strangely gave her a real sense of security!

It was this absurd sense of security that made her question the meaning of life even more!

Seeing that Tang Yuehua was stiff and uncomfortable with the embrace, Nan Feng simply let go of her and turned to walk towards the door.

"Your clothes are soaked. You'd better change quickly, or you'll really get sick."

After saying that, Nan Feng pushed open the door and walked out.

The door closed.

Tang Yuehua finally breathed a long sigh of relief. She walked to the bundle and took out a spare set of clean clothes.

But holding the clothes, she suddenly felt a little nervous.

What if she's halfway through undressing and Nan Feng suddenly pushes the door open and walks in?

With that bastard's despicable character, he's absolutely capable of doing something like that!

But if you actually get sick from wearing wet clothes, wouldn't that guy have an excuse to go even further?

After some struggle, Tang Yuehua still walked to the bedside.

She pulled the bed curtains shut tightly and tied them securely before nervously beginning to take off her soaking wet clothes.

The rustling sounds were particularly clear in the quiet room.

However, there was no sound from outside the door until she had completely dressed in dry clothes.

Did he really not come to tease her?

Tang Yuehua paused slightly as she fastened her belt, and a strange sense of disappointment inexplicably flashed through her mind.

The moment she sensed this emotion, Tang Yuehua shivered violently, like a frightened bird.

Has she gone mad?!

What is she disappointed about?!

Tang Yuehua bit her lip hard, forcibly dispelling the chaotic thoughts in her mind.

She took two deep breaths to calm herself, put on her mask, pushed open the door, and went downstairs.

Lobby.

Nan Feng was sitting at a wooden table, casually toying with a triangular object that emitted a soft blue light.

That was the national treasure he had extorted from Emperor Xueye—the Vast Ocean Universe Cover.

Tang Yuehua walked over and sat down next to Nan Feng.

Hearing the noise, Nan Feng looked up. Seeing her all-black attire, he raised an eyebrow:

"Finally decided to change your style?"

Tang Yuehua usually wears silver, gold, or emerald green, exuding an unapproachable brightness and nobility.

Black was a color that was appearing on her for the first time.

Her demeanor has completely changed; she's lost some of her aloofness and gained a touch of mystery and restraint.

Tang Yuehua felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze, and replied coldly:

"Black is more convenient when you're out and about."

She paused, her gaze falling on the triangular object in his hand. "But you. Holding such a priceless treasure so openly, are you deliberately attracting thieves?"

Such a treasure, radiating powerful soul energy fluctuations, would attract a bunch of reckless desperados even if taken out on the streets of the Heavenly Dou Imperial City, let alone in the chaotic Han Hai City.

Nan Feng smiled dismissively: "Thief?"

"Who in this world has the ability to take things away from me?"

Tang Yuehua frowned slightly: "Didn't you say before that you wouldn't cause trouble when you're out and about?"

"I mean I don't go looking for trouble."

Nan Feng toyed with the Vast Ocean Universe Cover, speaking matter-of-factly, "But if someone is truly courting death and insists on coming to kill and rob treasure... then killing as many of that trash as you want wouldn't be too much, right?"

Tang Yuehua was speechless for a moment.

Nan Feng suddenly leaned closer, his nose twitched slightly, and he took a sniff.

"Strange," Nan Feng said, looking at her. "Where's your sachet? You're not wearing it?"

Tang Yuehua gave her a strange look and subconsciously backed away: "Why are you paying attention to this?"

"The sachet I gave you before was specifically for preventing seasickness."

Nan Feng sat up straight again. "If you don't wear it, you're going to suffer a lot."

"When you are in the vast ocean, even if you are standing on a real island, your senses will be confused by the sight, the sea breeze and the various unfamiliar smells of the sea, and you will have a dizzying illusion."

Nan Feng looked at her, a mocking smile playing on his lips:

"That sachet is a specialty of Purple Pearl Island. I prepared it especially for you. Why don't you wear it..."

Nan Feng drawled, "Are you thinking about how you'll be so dizzy you won't know what's going on, so you can legitimately collapse in my arms and let me take care of you?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Tang Yuehua felt a surge of shame and indignation, her cheeks instantly turning red.