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

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Chapter 52 Nan Feng: I have long admired the Master of Yuehua Pavilion.

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"Since Your Majesty is in such a good mood, Yuehua will gladly make a fool of herself."

Tang Yuehua slowly walked to the zither table and sat down, took a deep breath, and gently placed her slender fingers on the strings.

"Zheng—"

The sound of the zither began, melodious and gentle, like the sound of a clear spring.

Nan Feng leaned back in his chair, casually picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, eating while watching Tang Yuehua with great interest.

It must be said that this woman's temperament is truly exceptional. That kind of dignified, elegant, and graceful charm is something that a decisive and ruthless strong woman like Bibi Dong lacks.

Tang Yuehua played the zither while her mind was in turmoil.

What exactly is Bibi Dong here for?

Has the Haotian Sect's plan to evacuate been exposed?

impossible!

The secret clan territory of Heaven Dou City was the last escape route left behind by the sect hundreds of years ago, known only to a very few core direct descendants, including her. Moreover, it has never been used in the past few decades, so how could it have been leaked?

But if it weren't for this, why would the Pope, a man of great stature, abandon his army at this crucial moment and sneak into Tiandou City alone?

Was she here to arrest me?

The more I think about it, the more confused and anxious I become.

"collapse--!"

Just as Tang Yuehua was lost in thought, the force in her fingertips went out of control, and a piercing snapping sound rang out.

The string snapped, and the sharp thread cut her fair fingertip, drawing a drop of bright red blood.

The music stopped abruptly.

"Ah..." Tang Yuehua exclaimed softly, instinctively trying to pull her hand back.

However, before she could even make a move...

A purple figure instantly closed in.

Nan Feng grabbed her injured hand.

"Your Majesty?!"

Tang Yuehua was startled and tried to struggle, but found that her wrist was as if it were being clamped by iron clamps and she could not move at all.

Then, to Tang Yuehua's astonishment...

Nan Feng slowly lowered his head, brought it close to the bleeding finger, stuck out his tongue, and gently licked the bead of blood.

Moist and warm.

"Um……"

Nan Feng narrowed his eyes and let out a satisfied sigh:

"Sweet."

"!!!"

Tang Yuehua froze, her mind going completely blank.

Is this... is this still the same majestic and domineering pope?

That's a total lecher!

Meanwhile, in the Sea of Spirit, Bibi Dong was even more furious.

"Nan Feng!! Are you crazy?! What are you doing?!"

"You're...you're a pervert!!"

"Let her go!!"

"Stay calm, stay calm."

Nan Feng calmly replied in his mind, "This is called winning hearts and minds. Do you even know what psychological warfare is?"

“Now she’s very easily frightened. The more unpredictable and abnormal I am, the faster her psychological defenses will collapse.”

"This is foreplay, be good, don't mess around."

in reality.

Tang Yuehua finally came to her senses, filled with shame and indignation, and desperately tried to pull her hand back: "Your Majesty! Please have some self-respect!!"

But her strength was no different from that of an infant in front of a level 97 Title Douluo.

"take it easy."

Nan Feng didn't let go; instead, he gently stroked her delicate hand, his eyes revealing a chilling tenderness.

"I simply... cannot bear to see a beautiful woman injured."

Tang Yuehua felt goosebumps all over her body. The strange feeling and fear in her heart were intertwined, and she almost collapsed.

"Your Majesty the Pope!"

Tang Yuehua took a deep breath and asked in a trembling voice, "What exactly do you want to do here?!"

"If it was to humiliate Yuehua, you have already done so! If it was to kill me, there was no need for such torture!"

"Ugh……"

Nan Feng sighed softly, finally letting go of her hand, and sat back down in his chair, looking regretful.

"Madam Yue has misunderstood."

"I have long admired the Master of Yuehua Pavilion."

"Perfect timing, I'll take this opportunity to come and have a look."

Nan Feng looked at Tang Yuehua, his eyes becoming deep and filled with pity:

"After all, in a while, the elegant, composed, and aloof Master Yuexuan will probably cease to exist."

Tang Yuehua's heart sank, and she asked warily, "What do you mean by that, Your Majesty?"

"The meaning is very simple."

Nan Feng toyed with the jade cup in his hand and said calmly:

"If the Haotian Sect is about to disappear from this world, what will become of you, the representative who relies on the Haotian Sect and only stands in Tiandou City because of the sect's prestige?"

"Moon Pavilion appears prosperous and is highly sought after."

"But in reality, this is nothing more than a castle in the air built on the foundation of the Haotian Sect's immense strength."

"Those nobles respect you because you have the number one sect in the world behind you, and your two older brothers, the Haotian Twin Stars."

"But what about now?"

"Tang Hao has been expelled, and Tang Xiao has sealed off his mountain. The great tree of Haotian Sect has fallen."

"When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter."

"Without the protection of the Haotian Sect, do you think Yuexuan can still stand firm?"

"At that time, will those nobles who were once so respectful to you, those hungry wolves who coveted your beauty and the wealth of Yuexuan, still be as polite as they are now?"

"At that time..."

Nan Feng pointed to the ancient zither with its broken string:

"Lady Yue, can you still play the zither so leisurely as before?"

Tang Yuehua's face turned deathly pale, and her body trembled slightly.

"This... Your Majesty need not trouble yourself."

Tang Yuehua gritted her teeth, clinging to her last shred of dignity, "Even if the Haotian Sect closes its gates, we have our own ways of surviving. Yuexuan never gets involved in martial arts disputes, only discussing matters of the heart and etiquette. I believe..."

"You believe it?"

Nan Feng chuckled, interrupting her, "What do you believe? Do you believe the Heavenly Dou Royal Family will protect you? Or do you believe the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will stand up for you?"

"Don't be naive, Yuehua."

Nan Feng stood up and approached Tang Yuehua step by step, that terrifying sense of oppression descending once more:

"Do you really think your people can safely retreat into Heaven Dou City?"

"Do you really think... that so-called backup territory can be hidden away?"

These words struck like a thunderbolt, shattering Tang Yuehua's last psychological defenses.

"How...how did you know?!"

Tang Yuehua looked at Bibi Dong in horror, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Backup territory!

Evacuation plan!

How could she have known?!

"Shh-"

Nan Feng extended a finger and gently placed it against his lips, making a shushing gesture.