President Bingshan's personal doctor

"Death?" Su Han was surprised, Yun Fan asked him to come here to send himself to death?

He also heard another meaning in the tomb town beast's words, it seemed that he would come to the corner of the sea sooner or later, whether he came early or late.

"What about others?" Su Han asked.

"Hmph, I'm hiding."

The tomb-suppressing beast rolled its eyes, and its expression was human-like. If it wasn't for the fact that its face was too wrinkled and looked scary, it would have looked like that.It had caught Yunfan's breath just now, but now it disappeared. It wasn't hiding, what was it?

"You have to come sooner or later, because the end of the road you walk is here." The Tomb Slayer Beast seemed a little reluctant to say it, but he opened his mouth anyway, "Come sooner or later, and there is no harm in coming now."

It stared at Su Han, carefully looked up and down, and nodded slightly: "It's almost as I expected. The realm of the fairy king is only one step away from the saint. I have to say that your growth speed is barely passable."

Su Han didn't speak.

In the eyes of the tomb-slayer beast, his improvement speed can only be regarded as improvised?

Su Han has no objection, but if someone else hears it, I don't know if it will be angry. How can it talk like this? Su Han is just making do, so other people are farts?

"Where is this place, why did I come here, and why, this is the end of my journey, and..."

"Can you ask each question one by one?"

The Tomb Slayer shook his head, feeling his head was about to explode, and said impatiently, "What are you asking so many questions about, I won't answer you, and I have no obligation to answer you."

It glanced around, catching Yunfan's breath. This kind of thing is what Yunfan is going to do, so what does it have to do with him.

Su Han curled his lips, the temper of the Tomb Slayer really hasn't changed, it hasn't changed from the beginning to the end.

Without waiting for Su Han to speak again, the Tomb Slayer Beast turned around and pointed its butt at Su Han: "Go to your frying pan, you have passed the level of the sea of ​​fire."

It doesn't answer anything.

Su Han is really helpless, this guy really doesn't take hard and soft, and doesn't give anyone face, what he does depends on his own mood.

He squeezed his fist slightly, thinking that with his current strength, he should be able to beat this tomb-slayer beast, but he couldn't find a reason to do it, otherwise he would have to beat it up to relieve his anger.

Su Han shrugged his shoulders, seeing that the tomb town beast didn't want to say more, and he didn't bother to ask more questions. He looked up and saw the crackling sound of the oil pan in the distance, which reminded him of taking Qiao Yuman to Sichuan to eat hot pot. Thinking that he was going to cook this oil, he couldn't help feeling his scalp tingle.

The Insect King followed, standing on Su Han's shoulder, muttering softly, speaking ill of the tomb-slayer beast, and before he could say a word, a ball of flames swooped in and hit the Insect King's wings, scaring the The insect king yelled loudly.

"Hmph, if you dare to speak ill of me, your wings are stiff."

It is also a vengeful tomb-slayer.

Su Han took the Chong Dynasty to the next level.

It's been a bit weird along the way.

It looks like the old woman at the head of the Naihe bridge, forcing herself to drink soup, and there is still a sea of ​​flames. If she hadn't controlled the flames, she would definitely not be able to get through. Su Han suddenly thought, this tomb-suppressing beast... knew that he would die a long time ago Come to the corner of the sea, did you deliberately instruct yourself to control the flame?

He glanced back, and the tomb-slayer beast was looking at him. Seeing that he turned to look at him, he snorted arrogantly and turned his head away from himself.

Su Han couldn't help laughing, and his mood relaxed slightly.

"Crackling..."

The huge frying pan was bigger than a lake, and it was bubbling, and a wave of heat hit it.

Su Han frowned, if he wanted to walk over here, he would have to be squeezed dry.

"Gulu Gulu!" The Insect King retracted into Su Han's arms, looking at the figures looming in the frying pan with a disgusted expression. He didn't know how many people's souls were struggling in the frying pan.

Su Han raised his head and scanned his surroundings. The oil pan in front of him was the only way to go. If he wanted to reach the top of the mountain, there was no other way to go.

It seems that he has to go through all the knives and fires.

"We must go, right?"

Su Han took a deep breath, and suddenly he didn't want to avoid it. He looked at the boiling oil pan, and his mind suddenly went blank. He took a step, stepped in directly, stepped on the oil surface, and sank .

In just a moment, he was completely submerged in the frying pan!

There was no sense of suffocation, no pain, almost no feeling at all. Su Han only felt that his whole body was light and light, like a cloud floating, his feet were floating, and he didn't step on anything. He couldn't even describe that feeling.

The whole person was submerged in the oil pan, and the sound of bubbling hot oil was still heard in his ears, and in his head, pictures of the past suddenly appeared one after another.

From growing up with my uncle when I was a child, to learning from old Taoists, to studying medicine and martial arts in the mountains, to returning to Tianhai...

Thinking of meeting Qiao Yushan for the first time, the sound of those high heels still echoed in his ears, and thinking of being framed and molested at the police station, Su Han still felt it was funny.

A burst of images flashed by, those familiar people around...

Iron Cannon niggers and the others follow themselves to protect Tianhai, Xu Laozhang discusses with him how to cure diseases and save lives, Yang Zicheng the prodigal son turns his head back from the gray area to the sunshine, and contributes to society, as well as elder brothers Dong Lin, Zhen Yong, and Su Han miss them. On the days of drinking tea and chatting, there are many, many people.

Those faces flashed in my mind, but those memories became more and more profound.

Along the way, Su Han finally realized how fulfilling his life was. At every stage, someone would appear by his side, help him, accompany him, and care about him. That feeling is really wonderful.

Su Han continued to walk, striding forward, not knowing where he had gone. The memory in his mind had already arrived at Kunlun. He thought of Ye Tiancheng, the old instructor, Lao Zhang, his parents, and Zheng Zheng. Chen, thinking of Long Tian, ​​Zhuang Lin...

At any moment, the deepest memory in his mind is the smiling faces of those women. Su Han feels his heart warms up, and the blood in his body is constantly soaring, rolling and rushing in every corner of his body.

At this moment, his emotions and desires were completely released, and all his emotions exploded!

Only then did Su Han realize that these memories are the real source of his strength!It is precisely because of these concerns and so many fetters that he can be firm and keep going.

"Grumble rumble..."

More and more bubbles came out of the oil pan, and it rolled over, becoming more and more turbulent, like a wave!

Su Han couldn't be seen from the huge frying pan, only bubbles of bubbles could be seen tumbling up, rushing up into the air and then shattering.

"Huh?" Yun Fan showed his head, and the Tomb Slayer Beast looked over at the same time, both pairs of eyes were full of surprise.

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