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Chapter 2730

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The story was received for a long time and it was a very long story.

There were many small branches and Luo Qingchen didn't know which ones were important and which ones weren't.

The previous host had lived a life of luxury since she was young. Her father was a scholar and her mother was an embroidery master in the palace. She specialized in sewing clothes for imperial concubines and above.

She had a weak and sickly older brother. Although this older brother couldn't protect her like a normal man, he was very good to her.

According to the data panel, Feng Chen Yong was the male lead. Then the female lead should have seen him when she was five years old.

Because the male lead sold his body to bury his mother, he was bought back by the Luo family's housekeeper.

But because he was a servant and he didn't know how to flatter, he was often bullied by other people.

Once, he was covered in blood in a heavy snow. The previous host walked over in the snow and stood up for him.

At that time, the previous host was only five years old and Feng Chen Yong was already a twelve year old youth.

After that day, because of the previous host, the people in the house didn't dare bully Feng Chen Yong.

After all, the Luo family's young miss was doted on and no one dared bully the people protected by the young miss.

Feng Chen Yong still didn't speak much, but when he met the previous host in the Luo family's residence, he would still say, "Young miss."

This kind of life continued until a year later when the Luo family was involved in a dispute with Jianghu and the entire family was killed.

The Luo family's two elders desperately protected the previous host, but when the heavily injured housekeeper was found from the pile of corpses, she only had one breath left.

The housekeeper followed Luo Gong's instructions and used his last breath to bring the previous host to Medicine King Valley to ask for Medicine King Shen Qingfeng's help.

At that time, Shen Qingfeng shook his head and said, "There's no way to reverse the situation, unless — —"

"Unless what?"

"Let her become a medicine man."

Medicine man, as the name implied, was a person cultivated with medicine. This was Medicine King Valley's secret technique. Out of a thousand medicine men, nine hundred and ninety nine of them wouldn't be able to live past ten years.

The remaining one was the world's most precious medicine man, the immortal medicine man.

Medicine men were no different from normal people, but medicine men didn't have a life and didn't have a heart.

From the day she became a medicine man, her previous memories no longer existed and some medicine men didn't even know they were medicine men.

They have emotions, they have thoughts, they can be happy, they can be sad.

Ten years, the original owner had stayed in Medicine King's Valley for ten whole years.

Her life did not fade away. Instead, it became even more vigorous.

Shen Qingfeng of the Medicine King Valley was overjoyed. After eight hundred years, he had finally produced another immortal medicine man.

At that time, the original owner looked lively, cheerful, and ignorant of worldly affairs, but in fact, she had already seen through everything in her heart. Besides indifference, there was only indifference.

Not because she was born this way, but because the friends she played with died one by one.

They were still fine the day before, but the next day, they suddenly died.

The first, second, and third time might be a coincidence, but the seventh, eighth, and ninth time couldn't possibly be a coincidence.

The original owner knew her identity. She also knew that after ten years, she would be the immortal medicine man.

It was either a short life or eternal life.

How ridiculous it sounded …

Paper could never wrap fire. Even if Shen Qingfeng had concealed the matter of the Immortal Medicine Man very well, there was no wall in the world that did not have a crack.

Not long after, both the good and the bad in Jianghu knew about this.

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