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Chapter 1197 Chun Mi Dan

When the woman was about to speak, Zhang Yang's fingers moved slightly, and the blue-gray pill was stabbed into the woman's throat. When Danyao entered her throat, the woman felt her throat was cold, and within a minute, she was full of energy. The woman hurriedly thanked her and said, "Thank you, what medicine is this?" How could it be so magical?"

Zhang Yang smiled and didn't say anything. As for the use of the elixir, only he knew that this was his only secret recipe, known as "Chunmi Pill". Zhang Yang traveled countless places and collected 20 almost extinct herbs and made them secretly. No matter how bad the injury is, as long as he breathes and eats it, it will be safe and sound. If you eat it, you can improve it within five years.

When she saw her mother getting better, she was very happy. She laughed, cried, and said, "Master, I'm so good, my mother is very good."

The woman was full of vitality and gratitude: "Thank you, a widow's life-saving straw. What's the name of this man?"

Zhang Yang smiled and raised his hand and said, "You don't have to thank you. This is a crane that does nothing. Starting with the name "Qingfeng Boulder", it is our responsibility to be a kind person."

The widow looked great, so she called her daughter Daisy again. "Don't kneel down, thank you for your 'Qingfengbo'."

Although she was young, she was so smart that she was so happy that she knelt on her knees and knocked her head three times. Her white forehead was red, but her mouth was still saying, "Thank you, thank you very much," she said, "Thank you very much, thank you very much."

The widow was shocked and said ecstaticly: "Celestial Chronicle, have you ever worshipped this 'Qingfeng Ancient Record' as a teacher?" Jian'er nodded: "Okay, my dear."

At this time, the widow's face was happy, obviously so happy for her daughter. She looked at Zhang Yang with gratitude and said, "Lian Feng Ancient Records, he is really a fairy-like figure." Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Madam, this is a mistake." Is there another problem like this? "You're welcome," the widow said, "You say, I need to know everything, and I can say everything I can." Zhang Yang thought for a while and said, "Have you had something strange happening in this village recently?"

Widow Qing said without hesitation: "Boss, my husband went up the mountain three months ago to cut wood. He disappeared and never came back." She stopped and said: "At this time, every few days, a baby will disappear for no reason." Zhang Yang asked with a frown, "It's just that the child is missing." The widow said: "Yes, I heard that the night is disappearing."

Zhang Yang suddenly smiled strangely, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, Zhang Yangtao said: "Is it a baby boy or a baby girl?"

The widow looked at her head in panic and continued, "The baby girl next to Wang Laowu was less than a hundred days old and disappeared a few days ago. The Wang Laowu family cried very sadly." The baby boy of the Cordes family, the one-hundred-day-old child, disappeared. These two families, but they were very sad."

Zhang Yang flashed his eyes, thought for a while, and said, "Is there something strange happening?" The widow shook her head and said, "I'm sick in bed these days, and my eldest son is taking care of me." Zhang Yangqi said, "Do you have an eldest son?"
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