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

"But unfortunately, your foolishness and greed have given me an opportunity!"

"Shameless? If I didn't have this shameless ability, how could I have survived to this day?"

"Bastard! Aren't you afraid I'll take you down with me?!" Bibi Dong said coldly.

"To perish together?" Nan Feng sneered.

"Nonsense! Of course I'm afraid! Anyone who isn't is an idiot!"

"..."

Just when the two were locked in a tense standoff in their mental world, neither willing to back down.

"Squeak-"

The door was gently pushed open.

A tiny golden head cautiously peeked in.

It was a thousand-foot snow.

She held a bowl of steaming hot medicinal porridge in her hands, her little face full of worry and anxiety.

Upon seeing Bibi Dong, who had already opened her eyes, her eyes instantly lit up.

"Mom...Mom, are you awake?"

Qian Renxue tiptoed in, "Grandpa said you need to rest... I... I made you some porridge..."

Upon seeing this scene, Bibi Dong's body stiffened instinctively, and a chill instantly surged in her eyes—an instinctive rejection.

However, before she could even reprimand or kick them out...

A familiar wave of dizziness washed over me again!

"You dare?!" Bibi Dong exclaimed in shock.

"I've already risked my life for you, do you think I'd dare to do that?" Nan Feng said quietly.

"Relax, don't try to take it from me, or you'll vomit blood again."

The coldness in Bibi Dong's eyes vanished instantly the next second.

Instead, a gentle yet bewildered expression appeared on her face.

"Little sister, who are you?"

Nan Feng controlled Bibi Dong's body, his eyes revealing a perfect blend of confusion and innocence.

His eyes were as clean as a newborn baby's, completely devoid of their former gloom and coldness.

Qian Renxue's hand holding the medicine bowl trembled slightly, her heart filled with both sorrow and ecstasy.

The sad thing is that her mother has really forgotten her.

The overwhelming joy is that if she doesn't remember the past, does that mean... her mother will also forget her hatred towards her?

"Mother……"

Qian Renxue put down the medicine bowl, mustered her courage, and leaned close to the bedside, her voice choked with emotion, "I am Xue'er... I am your daughter."

"daughter?"

Bibi Dong tilted her head slightly, seemingly trying to figure out the meaning of the word. Then, she frowned and rubbed her temples in pain. "I don't remember... Do I have a daughter?"

Yes! Yes!

Qian Renxue was eager to prove her existence. She reached out her small hand to help Bibi Dong, but she was afraid of being ruthlessly thrown away like before.

But this time, it didn't happen.

Bibi Dong looked at her weakly, letting her small, delicate hands support her arm.

"You were too eager to cultivate and accidentally suffered a qi deviation that damaged your brain."

As Qian Renxue spoke, she carefully helped Bibi Dong lean against the headboard, then picked up the medicine bowl beside her, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, gently blew on it, and brought it to Bibi Dong's lips.

"Come on, Mom, have some porridge."

Nan Feng readily agreed, opened his mouth, and not only drank the porridge, but also showed a warm smile.

"Thank you... Xue'er."

That "thank you," coupled with that gentle smile, instantly shattered all of Qian Renxue's defenses.

Her eyes reddened, tears welled up, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall, afraid of ruining this hard-won warmth.

Meanwhile, outside the door.

Qian Daoliu stood silently in the shadows, his vast yet subtle spiritual power covering the entire room, capturing every minute emotional fluctuation within.

If Bibi Dong were faking it, given her deep-seated loathing for Xue'er, she would never tolerate Xue'er being so close, let alone show such pure confusion.

It seems that the backlash from the twin martial souls has truly damaged her original memories.

Chapter 8 Only madmen don't need a reason to kill.

……

Inside the room, a bowl of porridge was quickly emptied.

Nan Feng licked his lips, seemingly still savoring the moment, then looked up, his beautiful purple eyes fixed on Qian Renxue, and asked the most crucial question:

"Xue'er, since I am your mother... then who is your father?"

Where did he go? Why don't I remember him at all?

Upon hearing this question, Qian Renxue's hand, which was reaching for a handkerchief, suddenly froze in mid-air.

Father……

That's the person Grandpa repeatedly warned us never to mention.

Qian Renxue's face turned deathly pale instantly. She lowered her head in a panic, her fingers tightly twisting the hem of her clothes, stammering for a long time without being able to speak.

"Uh...that...Dad..."

Just as Qian Renxue was at a loss, Qian Daoliu's voice rang directly in her mind—

'Xue'er, don't be afraid. Just act a little sad and tell her... your father is dead.'

Although Qian Renxue was somewhat bewildered and didn't understand why she was cursing her father to die, out of absolute trust in her grandfather, she still sniffed, raised her head, and showed a tearful expression.

"Mom...Mom..."

Qian Renxue choked up and said, "My father... he has passed away."

In the sea of ​​the spirit.

Nan Feng almost burst out laughing when he heard this.

'Good heavens, this is truly a heartwarming display of filial piety!'

'Little girl, you're the one who cursed your father to death. If I actually send him away one day, don't blame me; that would be fulfilling your own golden words!'

In reality, Bibi Dong was taken aback when she heard this, and then a deep sense of sympathy and apology appeared on her face.

She reached out and, with a clumsy yet gentle touch, pulled Qian Renxue into her arms, patting her back softly.

"I'm sorry... Xue'er, don't cry. It's Mommy's fault. Mommy shouldn't have asked."

Seeing this scene, Qian Daoliu, who was standing outside the door, finally felt completely relieved.

Sure enough.

Bibi Dong's hatred for Xue'er stemmed entirely from Qian Xunji.

As long as that name doesn't appear, as long as that memory is sealed away, she will still be a mother with maternal instincts.

This is exactly the result he wanted!

However, just when Qian Daoliu thought everything was under control, the atmosphere in the room suddenly changed.

"Nan Feng! Haven't you finished acting?!"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the real Bibi Dong, seeing herself holding that "bastard child," felt extremely uncomfortable and was so disgusted she was about to vomit. "Get her away! Immediately! Right now!"

"Don't rush, the main event has just begun." Nan Feng continued patting Qian Renxue's back while thinking to himself, "We have to put on the whole show for Qian Daoliu and make him believe that you are really crazy, and not just pretending."

As she spoke, the real-life "Bibi Dong" seemed to remember something and casually asked:

"By the way, Xue'er, how did your father and I meet?"

Qian Renxue, who was in his arms, suddenly stiffened.

How did you meet?

This...this question is way beyond the curriculum! Grandpa never taught this!

Qian Daoliu, standing outside the door, also frowned.

broken!

Bibi Dong's current state is extremely unstable, and her memories are in a phase of fragmentation and reconstruction.

If you accidentally touch on certain sensitive words, it could very well trigger her to regain her memories!

We can't ask any more questions!

However, before Qian Daoliu could come up with a solution, Bibi Dong pressed on, her tone tinged with urgency and doubt:

"Also, what's your father's name? Why is my mind completely blank when I try to remember?"

"And... what's my name? Xue'er... what's my name then?"

This barrage of questions rained down on Qian Renxue like a machine gun.

Qian Renxue panicked and subconsciously answered the simplest question:

"Your name is Bibi Dong... My name is Qian Renxue."

“Bibi Dong… Qian Renxue…”

Bibi Dong muttered to herself, her eyes gradually becoming vacant, and then her body began to tremble violently as if struck by some kind of electric current.

"Thousand... Thousand..."