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

Nan Feng raised his hand, looking at his long, slender, fair hands that belonged to Bibi Dong, and suddenly clenched them tightly:

"boring."

"It's really boring."

"I don't even need to cultivate, because I'm just an accessory! These five senses are fake, this body is fake, even this breath is fake!"

"Everything is fake! I feel like I'm controlling a puppet, playing a game that's both incredibly realistic and incredibly fake!"

Nan Feng's voice gradually became irritable. He stood up from his chair and began pacing anxiously back and forth in the main hall, his footsteps heavy and hurried.

"This feeling is really strange..."

"At first, I found it quite novel, even a bit exciting. After all, I didn't have to risk death, and I could experience what it's like to be a pope."

"But……"

Nan Feng stopped in his tracks, abruptly turned his head, and stared intently at Bibi Dong, his eyes flashing intensely with purple light.

"Gradually, I began to get angry."

"I have to accept the fact that I am dead. At least for now, I am just a lingering ghost, clinging to someone else!"

"A pathetic wretch who can't even control his own destiny!"

Bibi Dong was somewhat stunned by his sudden outburst.

Looking at the rambling, clearly out-of-control guy in front of her, she felt a sense of foreboding.

What's wrong with you?

Bibi Dong stood up, trying to comfort him, "Have you been under too much pressure lately? Hasn't the matter of the Clear Sky Sect been resolved? Everything is moving in a positive direction..."

"A good direction?"

Nan Feng suddenly laughed.

He rushed to the desk, slammed his hands heavily on the surface, and leaned forward, his heterochromatic eyes almost touching Bibi Dong's face.

"Bibi Dong, do you really think this is the right direction?"

"I'm asking you, why?"

"What? Why?" Bibi Dong leaned back instinctively.

Why won't you believe me?

Nan Feng asked:

“From the very beginning, I’ve been thinking of you! I’ve gone to great lengths, I’ve used any means necessary, I’ve tried everything to help you secure this position, to help you fight against the Hall of Worship, and to help you eliminate your rivals!”

"Have I ever harmed you? Not even once?!"

"But what about you?"

"You only have suspicion and defensiveness towards me!"

"Just because I'm a madman who's full of lies? Just because I'm a ruthless scoundrel?"

"But who am I helping?! Who is the biggest beneficiary of all this?!"

"It's you! Bibi Dong!"

Nan Feng pointed at Bibi Dong's nose:

Why can't you trust me even once? Why can't you even try to see things from my perspective?

"What am I thinking?" Bibi Dong frowned. "What exactly are you trying to say?"

"I want to live!!"

Nan Feng finally roared out, and the roar shook the entire hall.

"I'm really afraid of dying!"

"Especially those who know their death is imminent but are powerless to do anything about it and simply wait to die!"

Nan Feng slumped against the table, the madness in his eyes fading, leaving only deep fear and helplessness.

"Knowing they would kill me sooner or later, knowing I was the heretic who had to be eliminated."

"But because of you!"

"Because you can't bear to part with that so-called daughter! Because of your ridiculous obsession with the past!"

"I can only watch helplessly as that threat grows bigger and bigger! I can only stand by and wait! Waiting for them to sharpen their knife, waiting for them to be in a bad mood one day and stab me to death!"

"Isn't this ridiculous?!"

"Is this fucking fair?!"

Nan Feng raised his head, "Bibi Dong..."

"Have you ever thought about what it would be like if one day your precious daughter really pointed an angel's sword at my throat...?"

Will you save me?

"It will still be like this..."

"Stand by and watch coldly?"

Chapter 67 is fake, it's all fake.

……

Bibi Dong quietly looked at the man in front of her who was on the verge of collapse.

Through the unbreakable bond deep within their souls, she could clearly feel the torrent of emotions emanating from him.

That wasn't acted out.

That deep-seated fear, that sense of being abandoned by the whole world, and that despair of facing the countdown to death with no way to turn back... washed over her mind like a tide.

She was momentarily dazed and even found it hard to understand.

why?

Why has this old spider, who has always been crazy and arrogant, seemingly always moving forward aggressively and manipulating everyone, suddenly become so vulnerable?

What exactly happened? Was it solely because of Qian Renxue? Or because of Qian Daoliu?

A vague sense of worry had just risen in her heart when, a second later, Bibi Dong's eyes suddenly narrowed.

and many more.

What am I doing? Am I pitying him?

Do I pity this soul beast that possessed my body, forcibly occupied half of my soul, and is full of lies and treacherous?

Could it be... that he's plotting against me again?

Could this be a ploy to gain my sympathy, to lower my guard, and to make me willingly protect him?

After all, he himself just said that he is a despicable person who will do anything to survive.

Thinking of this, the slight wavering in Bibi Dong's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by an even more solid coldness and rationality.

She took a deep breath to calm herself completely, then raised her head, looked directly into Nan Feng's misty eyes, and coldly asked:

"What does this have to do with me?"

"..."

Nan Feng's expression froze.

"Nan Feng, are you mistaken about something?" Bibi Dong said coldly.

“We have never been allies, much less friends. You are the intruder, and I am the victim.”

"Are you afraid of death? Are you afraid of Qian Renxue? Are you afraid of Qian Daoliu?"

"so what?"

"If someone could truly destroy your consciousness without harming my life... I would be so happy I couldn't sleep."

"What makes you think I would save a monster who wants to control me at all times and might even take everything from me?"

"..."

A suffocating silence fell over the main hall.

Nan Feng looked at Bibi Dong, at her cold, rational, and even somewhat mocking eyes.

The emotions in his eyes began to crumble; anger disappeared, fear disappeared, and resentment disappeared as well.

All that's left is a stagnant pool.

"Ah……"

After a long while, Nan Feng lowered his head and let out a soft laugh.

His shoulders shrugged slightly, his laughter grew louder and louder, and finally turned into a low, self-deprecating chuckle.

"Hehe... Hahahaha..."

"yes……"

"I almost forgot..."

"I almost forgot what our relationship is."

"I am a despicable person who took advantage of your vulnerability, used despicable means to cheat you, and forcibly took over your body."

"I am your nightmare, your stain, the enemy you wish you could tear to pieces."

Nan Feng lowered his hand and looked at Bibi Dong. "I'm really sorry, I was confused about the situation."

"I was just being presumptuous."

"How could I possibly rely on you? You'd be hoping I'd die sooner."

"To beg for help from someone who wants to kill me... I must be insane."

Nan Feng took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, straightened his slightly disheveled collar, and resumed his usual nonchalant demeanor.

"Feel sorry."