The little apprentice sister is so fierce. She live broadcasted digging holes and setting up graves

Shen He kindly reminded her, although she didn't know what a ghost that had been trapped for several years would do when it got excited.

After all, ghosts have no physical body, which means they have no brain, so it is normal for them to have some seizures.

Ugh!

As a Xuan cultivator, Shen He has come into contact with too many ghosts, but this was a ghost that was cultivated in his previous life. Today he finally saw it for real and was waiting to open his eyes.

"Don't worry, Xiaohe. Your aunt and uncle are not children. They can handle it."

The aunt smiled kindly and pinched her face deliberately, worried that her image was not good enough.

On the other hand, the beautiful mother and stepfather stood silently beside Shen He, ready to protect him at any time.

Shen He felt warm in his heart, but also a little guilty. He didn't know whether he should let them know that their precious daughter had died.

Although I want to live with Shen He's identity, it is not the original one after all!

"Come on, show it!"

Shen He didn't know what to say, so he simply spread the photo stone in his palm and opened it with his spiritual sense.

The first person to appear was little Shen He, who looked to be about three years old. At this moment, the hair on her head was about to fall apart, she had a small cat-like face, and her clothes were torn in many places with blood stains.

"Xiao He is not afraid. Xiao He is the bravest! Daddy and Mommy have to stay to protect everyone, and Xiao He will also protect her sister. Xiao He is not afraid of pain, really not afraid, wuwuwu..."

The little baby, who was over three years old, had swollen eyes from crying, but he bit his lips and only dared to make low humming sounds for fear of being discovered.

After crying for a while, little Shen He raised his hand to wipe away his tears, his eyes full of determination.

"My aunt said that if my sister had a natural spiritual root, she would be accepted as a disciple by a major sect and would never be bullied again. Xiao He has powerful parents, unlike my sister. So Xiao He doesn't have a natural spiritual root, but my sister must have one!"

Little Shen He clenched his fists, his childish face tense.

The spirit stone recorded the past, and everyone recognized that this was the clothes that little Shen He was wearing when the Shen family was in trouble.

"My Xiaohe, what is she going to do?"

The beautiful mother couldn't help but exclaim, if ghosts could cry, she would definitely be in tears.

My cheap dad also stared at the photo stone nervously, clenching his fists tightly.

My uncle and aunt were visibly excited.

Shen He took in the ghosts' expressions, and in order to prevent his adoptive parents from seeing how miserable little Shen He was, he sped up the playback speed of the photo stone.

Little Shen He took out the dagger engraved with runes given to her by her beautiful mother and stabbed it into her dantian without hesitation.

The little baby used all her strength to suck milk, and then she cut open her belly and took out her fire spirit root with her bare hands.

"Wuwu! Auntie lied to me. It hurts so much to extract the spiritual root! Mom, help me! Xiaohe is dying of pain, wuwuwu..."

Little Shen He couldn't help crying out in pain, but Shen Rongrong moaned, reminding little Shen He of the important things he had to do.

According to the method that her aunt had told her long ago, little Shen He wrapped the fire spirit root with her spiritual power and planted it in Shen Rongrong's dantian.

Little Shen He, who had just started practicing, was exhausted, but still smiled sweetly.

"Don't be afraid, sister. Xiaohe has already given you the Heavenly Spiritual Root. From now on, you will be a genius in the world of immortal cultivation. No one will dare to bully you anymore. Xiaohe is not afraid either. Xiaohe has parents to protect her. Xiaohe is going to find her parents."

Little Shen He's voice was very weak, with big beads of sweat dripping down his face, but he was still very strong and fed himself a healing pill.

This was given to her by her beautiful mother. Little Shen He only kept this one and gave the rest to Shen Rongrong.

"Xiao He, thank you. I will take you to a large sect for cultivating immortals. I will protect you from now on."

Shen Rongrong thanked him excitedly, but she didn't show any concern for little Shen He. Instead, she became very upset after little Shen He fainted.

"It's just a spiritual root, why are you pretending to be dead? Hurry up and get up, or I'll leave you here!"

Shen Rongrong called out a few times but got no response, so she poked little Shen He's face rudely.

After confirming that little Shen He was really unconscious, Shen Rongrong hesitated for a moment and then began to take the space ring from little Shen He's hand.

But no matter how Shen Rongrong tried, she couldn't open it.

"It's really infuriating! It's just a broken ring, but you're claiming it as your owner by dripping blood on it! I'm scratching it to death!"

Shen Rongrong was so angry that she threw the space ring away, stood up and left, leaving the unconscious little Shen He there.

"How dare she!? How could she repay kindness with enmity? I'm going to kill her!?"

The beautiful mother was even unwilling to call Shen Rongrong's name, and was so angry that she was out of control.

The cheap father was also furious and questioned, "Is this really the bloodline of our Shen family? Without my wife, the Shen family would have long since fallen into poverty. She enjoys the wealth and glory brought by my wife, but treats my daughter like this!?"

The uncle and his wife felt guilty, and their ghost floated backwards, obviously afraid of their younger brother and sister-in-law, even though they were ghosts.

"Rongrong is still young, maybe she went to get help?"

The aunt muttered softly.

When the beautiful mother heard this, she immediately gathered her ghost energy, raised her hand and hit her aunt, beating her away.

Although ghosts can gather together and transform, they will be greatly hurt if they are dispersed.

"Sister-in-law, what are you doing? She's your sister-in-law!"

The uncle didn't dare to take action, so he could only use his seniority to suppress others... uh, to suppress ghosts.

"Brother, are you deaf? Xiao He just said that Sister-in-law has been eyeing her spiritual roots for a long time. Even if you didn't have the talent for cultivating immortals during your lifetime, don't you know what digging out the spiritual roots would mean to Xiao He?"

Cheap Dad asked angrily.

The ghost in the house pointed at my uncle and his wife, obviously looking down on people like them.

Shen He didn't want to start fighting right now, so she smiled sweetly and said, "I know Mom and Dad are very angry, but don't be angry yet, there's a lot more to come!"

I guarantee you will be even angrier, so just get angry when the time comes!

The couple, who were obsessed with their daughter, looked at Shen He's sweet smile and suppressed their anger.

They cannot accompany their daughter to grow up, but they cannot miss the opportunity to know what she has experienced.

The photo stone continued to play, skipping the part where little Shen He was unconscious, and still at the 1.5 times speed.

"Why is my sister gone? Did she go looking for something to eat?"

When little Shen He woke up, he didn't see Shen Rongrong. He murmured to himself in confusion, and then saw the photo stone in his hand and immediately smiled sweetly.

"Hehe, I can show it to my parents when I see them. They will definitely praise Xiao He for being so brave. Xiao He is really the best kid!"

Little Shen He wanted to put the photo stone away, but found that the storage ring was missing, so he hurriedly looked for it everywhere.

Finally, he found it in some weeds and sat there obediently waiting for Shen He.

The next content played was of little Shen He, who looked to be about four years old. He was wearing the clothes of a Qingyu Sect servant disciple, which was obviously ill-fitting. His small face was pitifully thin, and his big head was tied up loosely at the back of his head.

"Sister, this is the Martian spiritual herb I just found. It's for you to use in building your foundation."

Little Shen He presented the Martian Spiritual Herb to Shen Rongrong like a treasure, his little hands covered in scars.

Shen Rongrong, who looked impatient, finally smiled a little, but it did not reach her eyes.

"Well, I'll take it. Only when I become strong, you and I won't be bullied.

By the way, I have already collected your two monthly disciple allowances. If you have nothing to do, please help me find a water-attributed demon pill. I will use it to refine pills after I establish my foundation."

Shen Rongrong spoke as a matter of course, then turned and left, ignoring little Shen He's injuries.

"elder sister……"

Little Shen He called out hurriedly.

"Is there anything you haven't given me yet?"

Shen Rongrong stopped and frowned slightly, impatience written all over her face.