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1142. Mom's Story 3

"Yes, not!" The old man didn't even look at the person who was asking. It can be said that since he appeared, only two people in his eyes, Su Mengdie and Qingge.

Fu Yunche came to Su Mengdie, squatted down and took the person into his arms, glanced at the old man sideways: "Why do you say that?"

Shangguan Yu chuckled: "He did all the bad things in the Shenyu tribe. He harmed many innocent people in order to develop a medicine for resurrection? It was just because their tribe members were good-looking that they invaded? That was because they were the largest evil sect. Finally, they refined the medicine for resurrection, but found that it was their blood. Maybe they had taken too many herbs!"

"That's right, my grandmother has asked me to eat all kinds of herbs since she was a child. She said that although people might treat me as a medicine, she has magical blood and will not try the pain of illness!" Qingge nodded honestly.

"Ah? Is your blood a magic medicine?" Qianxue exclaimed and immediately pulled Feiyan over: "Then her face..."

Qingge had long seen that the odor around the woman was caused by poisoning, and shook her head and said, "She was poisoned deeply. She can indeed remove the toxins in her body, restore the past, and prevent sores from growing on her face. However, those scars are not cured by drugs, just like some hideous scars on her body, which have naturally formed and cannot be restored!"

She is a doctor, not a god, and has no magic power.

Yuying excitedly went over and held Qingge: "It's okay, if you can remove the toxins from her body, you're sure you're grateful and disrespectful!"

Feiyan touched the newly grown pustules on his face, which was very painful. Can he no longer emit a foul smell and no more sores on his face? He also walked over: "Please!" Everyone said there was no cure. It seemed that this was really a miracle doctor.

Qingge didn't care about these things, but looked at Shangguan Yu: "Do you think I will believe you if I say this? One-sided words!"

"Haha!" The old man looked up disdainfully: "You will die today, so why do you need to deceive you? In the end, someone leaked this news. However, he did not say that the blood of the tribe is a medicine that is hard to find, but that their tribe has treasures and is a treasure that can never be used. Outsiders think that the Shenyu tribe has treasures, and it is a treasure that can be passed down by ten or hundreds of times, constantly exaggerating, and finally finding this treasure is equivalent to gaining the country!"

"But one person can dominate the martial arts world, with treasures, lost martial arts secrets, and all kinds of things can make people plunder crazy, and this person who spreads it is me!"

"They will have nowhere to live without me taking action!"

Su Mengdie leaned on Fu Yunche's shoulder and looked at the old man blankly. This move was indeed powerful. It really allowed the Shenyu Tribe to leave no one. If there was one left, countless people would look for it and ask about the whereabouts of the treasure: "But there were still a few people who escaped!"

"Yes, they are all dead, only the patriarch and his family survived, and even I can't find it. At that time, I didn't have much intention to find this family, because several church members in the court had the opportunity to overthrow the old emperor and asked me to seize the dragon throne together, but I gave up!"

"Why?" Wanqi Shenfeng looked puzzled. Although the old man said it simply, it would take more than ten years to put eyeliners in the court and keep a low profile.

He actually gave up just by saying that he would give up?
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