Seeing the dagger in Shen Qiqi's hand approaching again, Ning Shuang was so frightened that her soul flew away, and she howled like a ghost:

"Miss, please spare my life! I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have been tricked into poisoning you. I confess everything... I only ask that you give me a quick death!"

The confession was faster than expected.

It seems that this slave girl’s loyalty to Shen Ning’er is just this much!

Shen Qiqi sneered and retracted the dagger.

Ningshuang breathed a sigh of relief as if she had escaped death, and immediately raised her only remaining left arm, ready to point it at Shen Ning'er.

However, at this moment, a figure rushed in.

"Master, there's urgent news from the Immortal Purple Spirit of the Wuji Sect!"

The visitor carefully presented a jade slip.

Shen Mingyu quickly took it, and when he saw the contents of the jade slip clearly, 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.

Coming again?

Shen Ning'er's heroine halo is about to fall from the sky again, right?

In the previous life, Shen Ning'er did worship Zi Lingxianzun as her master.

But that should be next year!

Why is it so much earlier in this life!

Shen Qiqi's back instantly straightened, and the hand holding the dagger clenched tightly, and a few thin black veins bulged on the back of her white hand.

She looked at the man with a complicated expression a few steps away and called out in a hoarse voice, "Father."

"Qiqi." Shen Mingyu waved at her, "Come, Qiqi, come to your father."

“…”

Shen Qiqi didn't move.

With red eyes, she shouted, "Father!"

She was answered by the sound of a sharp blade being unsheathed.

The head flew up and blood splattered five feet.

It landed heavily at Shen Qiqi's feet.

She lowered her eyes and stared blankly at the head on the ground.

Just one step away!

Just one step away!

Why is it always like this!

Shen Ning'er was also shocked by this sudden change. She stared at the head on the ground that would never have the chance to speak again. She was shocked, scared, and puzzled... and eventually turned into fireworks of ecstasy.

It’s better to die!

After she died, no one would know what she had done!

Only the dead can keep secrets forever!

The study was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

In the dead silence, Shen Mingyu spoke.

He threw down the sword in his hand that was still dripping with blood and said to the messenger, "Go and tell the fairy to wait a moment so that the young lady can clean up."

The visitor said "yes" and turned to leave.

Shen Mingyu looked at Shen Ning'er again. The anger on his face when he first learned the truth was gone. Instead, he was filled with unconcealable joy.

He helped Shen Ning'er, who was still kneeling on the ground, to his feet and said with relief, "Ning'er, the Purple Spirit Immortal Venerable of the Wuji Sect just sent an urgent message, wanting to accept you as his disciple."

The study fell into silence again.

Then Shen Ning'er's surprised voice sounded:

"Really? Father, is everything you said true? The Purple Spirit Immortal Venerable really wants to accept my daughter as his disciple... That's great! Father, don't worry. After I go to the Wuji Sect, I will definitely practice diligently with the Purple Spirit Immortal Venerable and will never let you down..."

Shen Qiqi couldn't hear what Shen Ning'er said next. 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, burning her eyes severely.

Escape from a desperate situation.

I can't kill him no matter what I do.

This is the halo of the heroine.

Even if she pulled Ning Shuang out, wouldn't she still 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 Immortal Zi Ling.

In this world, in addition to famous families, large and small mountain sects, and independent mountain cultivators, there is also a Wuji Sect that is above all other sects.

A disciple of the Wuji Sect, even if he is just an outer disciple who sweeps the floor, is someone that these people look up to.

What's more, he is the direct disciple of Immortal Master Zi Ling.

Once Shen Ning'er becomes the direct disciple of Zi Ling Xianzun, the ranking of their Yuzhou Shen family among the five major families will inevitably move forward.

With such a big piece of fragrant pie falling down, it was no wonder that even when the fact that Shen Ning'er had poisoned her was laid out before her, her father chose to ignore it and even helped to cover it up.

The headless corpse on the ground had been dragged away, leaving only a pool of blood.

Scarlet and sticky, like a red mirror, reflecting Shen Qiqi's pale face.

It was snowing heavily outside.

The cold wind, wrapped in icy white, drifted in and landed on Shen Qiqi's face. She seemed to be frightened, her hand loosened, and the dagger fell into the pool of blood at her feet.

Blood splattered, blurring my eyes.

Her vision turned blood red, and Shen Qiqi seemed to be back at that mass grave again.

The raging cold wind.

Endless silence.

The despair of waiting to die alone.

And the intense pain when the sword pierced his 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."

Shen Ning'er, who was excited, heard the words, and the joy on her face suddenly froze, and she subconsciously blurted out: "No!"

"Why not? I'm taking back what my mother left me. Why are you so excited?"

"I……"

"Okay, both of you, 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 secluded herself for five years. She almost exhausted all her energy to refine a Fire Pill. When she passed away, she told me that a catastrophe would happen when you were sixteen, and asked me to give you this pill by then."

"Catastrophe?" Shen Qiqi frowned, suddenly feeling something was wrong, and asked in astonishment: "Father, are you saying that the Fire Pill was specially made for me by mother?"

"Yes." Shen Mingyu nodded. "Your mother was originally a divination practitioner, but she switched to medical practice after giving birth to you... What's wrong, Qiqi?"

“…”

Shen Qiqi looked dazed, as if her soul had left her body.

A bold guess emerged in her mind.

In addition to the slow passage of time, the inexhaustible rich spiritual energy, and various natural treasures, the Wuwang space also stores a large number of ancient medical books.

The Fire Lotus bloodline in her body is an ancient bloodline, and there must be records of this in those ancient medical books.

Maybe there is a solution.

Because in her previous life, Shen Ning'er said that as long as she entered the Wuwang space, she would be able to find a way to restrain the Fire Lotus bloodline.

It was because her mother calculated that there would be a catastrophe when she was sixteen that she switched from practicing divination to practicing medicine, and then spent her entire life to help her find a way to enter the gate of the Wuwang space.

What’s hateful is that in the previous life, the Fire Pill that my mother refined at the cost of her life was finally cheated away by Shen Ning’er!

No wonder Shen Ning'er finally persuaded the world to dig up her mother's bones and grind them into ashes, because this woman has something to hide!

She was afraid that her mother's ghost would come after her!