"I'm very happy that you are all fine. These are some herbs I found. If you keep drinking them, they should help you get rid of the root of the disease." Qingyun handed the bamboo in her hand to an old man in front of her.

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The old man's name is Anzhi, the village chief of a small village near the dock.

"Miss Qingyun, thank you very much. On behalf of the whole village, I would like to thank you." Anzhi took the bamboo in Qingyun's hand and said with gratitude.

Some time ago, everyone in their village suffered from inexplicable vomiting and diarrhea. Later, several people even coughed up blood, and finally all of them vomited blood and died. At that time, many doctors were consulted, but no one could figure out what the disease was, or what it was.

They were poisoned, until Miss Qingyun appeared. She brought medicinal herbs for them to stay up all night. After they drank it, their vomiting and diarrhea slowly stopped.

Qingyun looked at the villagers in front of him, with only a gentle smile on his face, without any sign of claiming credit.

Mu Qingkuang stared straight at Qingyun. She felt that this woman had a natural spiritual energy, and she seemed to be a kind person at first glance.

Some people can pretend, but her kindness is not fake, but comes from the bottom of her heart. Mu Qingkuang led everyone towards them, and when she met them, she just wanted to ask about the Sharman tribe.

"Can you guys excuse me?" Mu Qingkuang stepped forward and chuckled.

When the villagers saw Mu Qingkuang, they backed away slightly, their eyes shining with surprise. Why did she have such a large birthmark on her face? This was the first time they had seen such a face.

Mu Qingkuang didn't pay attention to their strange behavior, but Sheng Qinghong was unhappy. He was exuding an icy cold air and stared at them with silver eyes. Mu Qingkuang quickly pressed his hand to signal him not to be angry.

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There is a birthmark on her face, and people who have never seen it will naturally be surprised.

"Girl, don't be surprised. We have never seen a face like yours before, that's why we are surprised." Anzhi could sense Sheng Qinghong's displeasure and hurriedly stood up to explain. They didn't mean to look down on Mu Qingkuang.

, I was just shocked when I first saw him.

Mu Qing laughed wildly and shook her head, indicating that she didn't mind, and then looked at Qingyun in front of her.

Looking at her up close, she looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. Her eyes were full of pure spiritual energy, without any impurities, and were comparable to Yuwen Shenghuan's eyes.

"Girl, why does your face look like this?" Qingyun frowned and stared at the birthmark on Mu Qingkuang's right face and asked curiously. At the same time, there was sadness on her face. A woman should be the most beautiful. She is about the same age as her.

, she loves beauty herself, and she would definitely be sad if she had such a large birthmark on her face.

"It turned out to be like this because someone put a blood curse on her." Mu Qingkuang felt a little helpless. She didn't want to have a birthmark on her face, so that she wouldn't see other people's strange looks wherever she went.

"Blood curse? What kind of poison is this? Haven't you found a way to remove it?" Qingyun said with some anxiety on her face. Her heart was full of pity and she wanted to help her. Seeing others suffering,

She always has the urge to help in her heart, which is why she helps people in this village treat their illnesses.

Mu Qing shook her head and said with a smile, "We are looking for it."

"How to relieve it, you can tell me, maybe I can help you." Qingyun raised her red lips and smiled elegantly. "You are all okay, I am very happy. These are some herbs I found, you can

Keep drinking it, this should help you get rid of the root of the disease." Qingyun handed the bamboo in her hand to an old man in front of her.

The old man's name is Anzhi, the village chief of a small village near the dock.

"Miss Qingyun, thank you very much. On behalf of the whole village, I would like to thank you." Anzhi took the bamboo in Qingyun's hand and said with gratitude.

Some time ago, everyone in their village suffered from inexplicable vomiting and diarrhea. Later, several people even coughed up blood, and finally all of them vomited blood and died. At that time, many doctors were consulted, but no one could figure out what the disease was, or what it was.

They were poisoned, until Miss Qingyun appeared. She brought medicinal herbs for them to stay up all night. After they drank it, their vomiting and diarrhea slowly stopped.

Qingyun looked at the villagers in front of him, with only a gentle smile on his face, without any sign of claiming credit.

Mu Qingkuang stared straight at Qingyun. She felt that this woman had a natural spiritual energy, and she seemed to be a kind person at first glance.

Some people can pretend, but her kindness is not fake, but comes from the bottom of her heart. Mu Qingkuang led everyone towards them, and when she met them, she just wanted to ask about the Sharman tribe.

"Can you guys excuse me?" Mu Qingkuang stepped forward and chuckled.

When the villagers saw Mu Qingkuang, they backed away slightly, their eyes shining with surprise. Why did she have such a large birthmark on her face? This was the first time they had seen such a face.

Mu Qingkuang didn't pay attention to their strange behavior, but Sheng Qinghong was unhappy. He was exuding an icy cold air and stared at them with silver eyes. Mu Qingkuang quickly pressed his hand to signal him not to be angry.

.

There is a birthmark on her face, and people who have never seen it will naturally be surprised.

"Girl, don't be surprised. We have never seen a face like yours before, that's why we are surprised." Anzhi could sense Sheng Qinghong's displeasure and hurriedly stood up to explain. They didn't mean to look down on Mu Qingkuang.

, I was just shocked when I first saw him.

Mu Qing laughed wildly and shook her head, indicating that she didn't mind, and then looked at Qingyun in front of her.

Looking at her up close, she looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. Her eyes were full of pure spiritual energy, without any impurities, and were comparable to Yuwen Shenghuan's eyes.

"Girl, why does your face look like this?" Qingyun frowned and stared at the birthmark on Mu Qingkuang's right face and asked curiously. At the same time, there was sadness on her face. A woman should be the most beautiful. She is about the same age as her.

, she loves beauty herself, and she would definitely be sad if she had such a large birthmark on her face.

"It turned out to be like this because someone put a blood curse on her." Mu Qingkuang felt a little helpless. She didn't want to have a birthmark on her face, so that she wouldn't see other people's strange looks wherever she went.

"Blood curse? What kind of poison is this? Haven't you found a way to remove it?" Qingyun said with some anxiety on her face. Her heart was full of pity and she wanted to help her. Seeing others suffering,

She always has the urge to help in her heart, which is why she helps people in this village treat their illnesses.

Mu Qing shook her head and said with a smile, "We are looking for it."
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