Third Master is right. She is a medical practitioner, and a medical practitioner should act like a medical practitioner. There is no need to use a knife to kill people.
She took out her storage bag and poured all the small porcelain bottles that Taiqing Immortal Venerable had given her earlier in front of Shen Ning'er.
"You want to live, right? Sure. Take all the medicine in this little porcelain bottle, and I won't kill you."
Last time, she only used one of the more than twenty poisons given to her by Immortal Master Taiqing, and now she just used up the rest.
Shen Ning'er, who had been tortured by half a Xiaoxiao Pill to the point that she wanted to bite her tongue to commit suicide, was now looking at the pile of small porcelain bottles in front of her. She was trembling with fear and hated Shen Qiqi in her heart.
Letting her eat all these poisons would be better than killing her with a knife... Shen Qiqi, this little bitch, what kind of material is her heart made of! Is she a snake or scorpion?
It was the first time that Shen Ning'er knew that a person could be born with such a vicious heart.
But if she doesn't eat...
Shen Ning'er shuddered suddenly when she secretly glanced at the dagger in Shen Qiqi's hand. The Shura treatment she had received in the Shen family resurfaced in front of her eyes.
That time, in order to force her out of the original owner's body, the little bitch stabbed her legs again and again. She couldn't even count how many times the little bitch stabbed her. She only knew that the blood holes on her legs were denser than the holes in a sieve, which looked shocking and frightening.
The immense pain of the sharp weapon piercing her muscles was deeply engraved in her memory like a nightmare. Even though she had now escaped from the original owner's body, she still shivered with pain when she recalled it.
Coincidentally, Shen Qiqi also spoke at this time. She looked down at Shen Ning'er who was shivering on the ground and sneered: "What? Don't want to eat? Well, then let's play the sieve game again."
His eyes fell on Shen Ning'er's dirty, thin, and slender body, and he said dissatisfiedly: "Your fur is too much of a hindrance. Before playing games, you should pluck out the fur on your body first."
After she finished speaking, she took out a few paper figures, pointed at Shen Ning'er, and ordered them: "Go, pluck the hair and skin the weasel on the ground. Remember, only pluck the hair and skin it, don't kill it, I still want to keep her alive to play games."
After receiving the order, several paper figures immediately pounced on Shen Ning'er, pressed her head, pulled her tail, and pressed her legs. Everyone worked together to pin Shen Ning'er to the ground and make her unable to move. Then the remaining three or four paper figures began to pluck her hair and skin her.
A large piece of dirty long hair, along with the skin underneath, was pulled up with the hair and skin, revealing a large area of bright red flesh.
Shen Ning'er howled in pain and almost fainted.
Damn little bitch! How could she be so cruel! How could such a cruel and inhumane little slut be the heroine!
Wait, wait for her to make a comeback, wait for her to come back... Another large piece of fur was pulled out, and Shen Ning'er screamed in pain like a pig being slaughtered. She couldn't wait any longer and cried for mercy: "Ahhh, don't pull it out, don't pull it out! I want to eat it! Isn't it okay for me to eat it!"
Shen Qiqi sneered: "Look at you, it would have been great if you had known better earlier, so you wouldn't have suffered this pain in vain."
After she finished speaking, she waved her hand, and several paper figures instantly turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared into the night.
Shen Ning'er regained her freedom and lay on the ground gasping weakly.
She opened her green eyes and glared at Shen Qiqi viciously. She wanted to curse and vent her anger, but when she met Shen Qiqi's cold eyes and the short knife in her hand that flashed with cold light, she was so scared that her heart trembled and she didn't dare to curse.
Now she has no cultivation, no help, nothing at all. She is just a weasel that can't even catch a chicken... Oh yes, she has a golden finger, she is a weasel that can speak!
But so what!
Such a golden finger can only make her beg for mercy at most, it has no other effect!
Shen Ning'er even suspected that the God of Books arranged such a golden finger for her just to make her beg for mercy, so as to highlight the heroine's power, because the more she begged for mercy, the better the effect of the heroine slapping her in the face!
This is how the routine of face-slapping novels is arranged!
Shen Qiqi had no idea that Shen Ning'er could be so emotional at this time. Seeing Shen Ning'er lying on the ground like a dead dog for a long time without moving, she said impatiently: "I'll count to three. After three, if you don't eat all the medicine on the ground, I'll have to trouble my paper man to come out again."
"one."
After a brief pause, the word "three" popped out like pearls and jade.
Shen Ning'er was still wondering why she didn't hear the word "two", and the next moment, the sharp pain of her muscles being pierced by a sharp weapon suddenly spread throughout her body!
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