Seeing the dagger in Shen Qiqi's hand coming towards her again, Ningshuang was so frightened that she quickly cried like a ghost and howled like a wolf:
"Girl, please spare your life! I know that I am wrong. I should not be tempted by others to poison the girl. I will do anything to you... I just ask the girl to give me a happy death!"
Confessed faster than expected.
It seems that this humble servant's loyalty to Shen Ning'er is nothing more than this!
Shen Qiqi sneered and took back the dagger.
Ningshuang breathed a sigh of relief as if she had escaped death, and immediately raised her remaining left arm, pointing at Shen Ning'er.
However, at this moment, a figure hurried in.
"Master, there is urgent news from the Purple Spirit Immortal Lord of the Wuji Sect!"
The visitor carefully presented a jade slip.
Shen Mingyu quickly took it, and when he saw the contents on the jade slip, his expression suddenly became strange. His eyes swept over the trembling Shen Ning'er, and then fell on Shen Qiqi.
Shen Qiqi's heart suddenly jumped under his gaze.
Come again?
Shen Ning'er's heroine aura is about to fall from the sky again, right?
In her previous life, Shen Ning'er did worship the Purple Spirit Immortal as her teacher.
But that should be next year!
Why is this life so far in advance?
Shen Qiqi's back instantly became straight, and the hand still holding the dagger clenched tightly, with a few thin black veins bulging on the back of her fair hand.
She looked at the man with a complicated expression a few steps away and called out in a harsh voice: "Father."
"Qiqi." Shen Mingyu waved to her, "Come on, Qiqi, come to father's side."
"..."
Shen Qiqi didn't move.
She shouted with red eyes: "Father!"
What responded to her was the sound of a sharp knife being drawn out of its sheath.
The head flew up and blood spattered five feet.
It hit Shen Qiqi's feet hard.
She lowered her gaze and stared blankly at the head on the ground.
Just one step away!
Just one step away!
Why is it like this every time!
Shen Ning'er was also shocked by this sudden turn of events, staring at the head on the ground that never had the chance to speak again. Her shock, fear, and confusion... eventually turned into fireworks of ecstasy.
Good to die!
After she died, no one knew what she had done!
Only the dead can keep secrets forever!
The study room was filled with the pungent smell of blood.
In the dead silence, Shen Mingyu spoke.
He threw down the sword that was still dripping with blood in his hand and said to the person who came to report the news: "Go and tell the immortal envoy and ask him to wait a moment while the eldest lady cleans up."
The visitor said "yes" and turned around to go down.
Shen Mingyu looked at Shen Ning'er again, the anger on his face when he first learned the truth was no longer there, replaced by unconcealable joy.
He lifted up Shen Ning'er, who was still kneeling on the ground, and said happily: "Ning'er, just now there is an urgent message from the Purple Spirit Immortal of the Wuji Sect, who wants to accept you as his disciple."
The study fell into dead silence again.
Then Shen Ning'er's surprised voice sounded:
"Really? Father, is everything you said true? The Purple Spirit Immortal really wants to accept your daughter as his disciple... That's great! Father, don't worry, after your daughter goes to the Wuji Sect, she will definitely follow the Purple Spirit Immortal. I will practice diligently and never let you down, father..."
Shen Ning'er said something else, but Shen Qiqi couldn't hear it clearly. She only saw Shen Ning'er's mouth opening and closing rapidly, and the smile on her face was as bright as the summer sun, which burned her severely. s eyes.
Survival from despair.
He can't be beaten to death no matter what.
This is the halo of the heroine.
So what if she caught Ning Shuang out, wouldn't she become Shen Ning'er's scapegoat in the end?
There is also the Purple Spirit Immortal who suddenly appears. This is probably the golden finger mentioned in the book.
The disciple of the Purple Spirit Immortal Lord.
In this world, in addition to famous families, large and small sects, and casual cultivators in the mountains without sects, there is also the Wuji Sect that is superior to all sects.
A disciple of the Wuji Sect, even if he is just an outer disciple of Sasao, is someone they and others look up to.
What's more, he is a direct disciple of the Purple Spirit Immortal Lord.
Once Shen Ning'er becomes the direct disciple of the Purple Spirit Immortal Lord, their Yuzhou Shen family's ranking among the five major families will inevitably move forward.
With such a big piece of fragrant pie smashed down, it's no wonder that the fact that Shen Ning'er poisoned her was put in front of her, and her father chose to ignore it, and even helped to cover it up.
The headless corpse on the ground has been dragged down, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground.
Scarlet red, sticky, like a red mirror, reflecting Shen Qiqi's pale face.
It's snowing outside.
The cold wind floated in with ice-cold broken white powder, and it floated onto Shen Qiqi's face. As if she was frightened, she let go of her hand, and the dagger fell into a pool of blood at her feet.
Blood splashed and his eyes were blurred.
Her vision turned blood red, and Shen Qiqi seemed to have returned to the mass grave.
Raging cold wind.
Endless silence.
The despair of a person waiting to die.
And, the huge pain that moment when the long sword pierced into the heart.
Shen Qiqi suddenly woke up. She wiped her eyes fiercely, walked up to Shen Mingyu, and said coldly: "Father, I want to take back the Lihuo Pill that my mother left for me."
When the excited Shen Ning'er heard this, the joy on her face suddenly froze, and she subconsciously blurted out: "No!"
"Why not? I'm getting back what my mother left me. Why are you so excited?"
"I……"
"Okay, you two, stop arguing."
Shen Mingyu looked at Shen Qiqi, with a hint of guilt in his eyes, and said softly:
"Qiqi, before your mother passed away, she stayed in seclusion for five years. She spent almost all her efforts to refine a Lihuo Pill. When she left, she even told me that you were sixteen years old. There will be a catastrophe at some point, so I will definitely give you this elixir then."
"Catastrophe?" Shen Qiqi frowned, suddenly feeling that something was wrong, and said in shock: "Father, are you saying that the Lihuo Pill was specially refined for me by my mother?"
"Yes." Shen Mingyu nodded, "Your mother was originally a hexagram cultivator, but she changed to a medical cultivator after giving birth to you... What's wrong, Qiqi?"
"..."
Shen Qiqi's expression was dull, as if her soul had left her body.
A bold guess floated in her mind.
In addition to the slow passage of time, the inexhaustible rich spiritual energy, and various heavenly materials and earthly treasures, Wuwu Space also stores a large number of ancient medical books.
The Fire Lotus bloodline in her body belongs to the ancient bloodline, and there must be records of this in those ancient medical books.
Maybe there is a solution.
Because Shen Ning'er said in her previous life that as long as she enters the Wuwu Space, she can find a way to restrict the Fire Lotus bloodline.
And it was precisely because her mother calculated that there would be a catastrophe when she turned sixteen that she switched from hexagram cultivation to medical cultivation, and then spent her whole life working hard to help her find a way to enter the gate of the Wuwu Space.
What is hateful is that in the previous life, the Lihuo Pill that my mother refined at the cost of her life was finally deceived by Shen Ning'er!
No wonder Shen Ning'er wanted to trick the world into digging up her mother's body, grinding the bones and scattering the ashes, because there was something evil in this woman's heart!
She is afraid that her mother’s evil spirit will find her!