"Pa-"
Lu Xue slapped Shi Ningning's face.
The force was so strong that a trace of fresh red blood seeped out of the corner of Shi Ningning's mouth.
"Shi Ningning, do you know what you're talking about?"
Lu Xue stared at Shi Ningning coldly. The pressure of an early-stage Golden Core cultivator suddenly enveloped the sky above Shi Ningning's head.
It was as if as long as Shi Ningning said something that he did not want to hear, the majestic pressure would immediately fall.
Shi Ningning subconsciously wanted to fight back, but when she sensed the powerful pressure that enveloped her head, her face instantly turned pale.
" You'd better think this through before you speak. Otherwise, don't blame me, the future Consort Fan, for teaching a nonsense concubine like you a lesson!"
Seeing the hatred in Shi Ningning's eyes, Lu Xue warned her with a cold face.