President Bingshan’s personal doctor

Chapter 1309 We have the final say! (4 more updates)
  The nigger burst into tears. He still looked like an iron-blooded man. His body trembled and he couldn't suppress it at all.

Su Yang stretched out his hand, patted the nigger on the shoulder, and walked in without saying anything else.

Not far away, Qiao Yuman's whole body was numb.

She never expected that the old Taoist would leave everyone in this way.

Wasn't it fine before?
  "Master..."

She bit her lip, heartbroken.

Qiao Yushan hugged her tightly, fearing that she wouldn't be able to hold on and would fall down.

Looking up at the camp, everyone was worried about Su Han, afraid that Su Han would not be able to hold on.

This sudden change dealt a huge blow to Su Han!

In the tent.

Su Han was still kneeling there, talking to the old Taoist, as if he had just fallen asleep and not died of exhaustion.

"I will establish the Tianzong Dao again. Master, don't worry. Then we, the master and the disciple, can continue to carry forward the Dou Zi Jue!"

Su Han knelt on the ground and said, "Those bastards from hell, they can do whatever it takes to achieve their own goals, I will make them pay the price!"

Hearing the familiar footsteps, Su Han did not look back.

"The deceased is gone."

Su Yang sighed and looked at the old Taoist with red eyes, "If the old Taoist has a disciple like you, he will have no regrets in this life. Don't let him down."

If it were not for the purpose of guarding the passage to hell, the old Taoist would not have to use his life to fill this hole!

Looking at the old Taoist lying there peacefully, no longer feeling any pressure, Su Yang slowly knelt down and kowtowed respectfully with Su Han.

"Old Taoist, this is what we, father and son, owe you."

The two people knelt in front of the old Taoist and did not stand up for a long time.

It seems that he still wants to talk to the old Taoist for a while. It seems that the old Taoist is still there and has not died.

……

Kyoto, Yuanming Lake.

Outside the small building in the middle of the lake, the old instructor was still sitting there fishing.

He was always a little restless and lacked the calmness and patience of the past.

The fish bit.

The old instructor immediately lifted the rod to reel in the line. The fishing line jumped tightly and the connecting rod was bent to an exaggerated degree.

jump--!
  There was a crisp sound, and the fishing line was broken. The fishing rod bounced twice and almost broke away from the old instructor's hand.

He stared blankly at the fishing rod and the fishing line blown by the wind, his eyes a little cloudy.

"You still chose to do this."

The old instructor sighed, and the giant looked at the broad Yuanming Lake, which was connected to the mountains in the distance. When the wind blew on the lake, the fresh air made people feel a little depressed.

He stretched out his finger, and ripples suddenly appeared on the lake, one after another, seemingly with a special rhythm, telling the story of a young Taoist priest...

The old instructor stood up and walked back to his residence without saying a word. He took the wine that the old Taoist loved to drink and kept it for a long time. He slowly poured it into the Yuanming Lake and gave himself two more sips. His eyes suddenly became sharp!
  "That boy Su Han's transformation... begins today."

The old instructor's eyes were far-reaching. Looking into the distance, he seemed to have seen a person with outstanding talents who was constantly rising and embarking on an extraordinary path. "Perhaps, he really can do it."

……

The entire desert fell into a sad atmosphere.

No one expected to experience such a sudden change.

As strong as an old Taoist, he died of exhaustion. The banker's elders all knew that the old Taoist had sacrificed his own life to guard the passage to hell and prevent masters at the level of six demons from entering this world, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

"I wonder how Su Han is doing?"

Zhuang Lin's face was not good-looking. He could imagine that Su Han must be very sad at this moment. The master he was closest to left just like this. Whoever it was, he might not be able to accept it for a while.

Even Meng Fei and Long Tian shook their heads, not knowing what to say.

If you are not convinced by Su Han, then you will not be convinced.

But before, if master and apprentice Su Han hadn't been there, they and the elders would probably all be dead.

To Su Han, they had to accept it now.

The elders looked at each other and said nothing.

They were very sure that Jun Yang committed suicide and directly detonated the restriction on the other side of hell. It was definitely not a normal thing. It was not Jun Yang's style at all. However, no matter how exhausted the old Taoist was, it was his own choice to die. .

He doesn't have to do this at all. Even if... the six demon level masters from hell are dispatched, they may not be able to kill the old Taoist, right?

"He is doing it for Su Han and his apprentice."

The elder of the Long family spoke, his eyes full of admiration and reverence.

This pair of master and disciple is admirable!
  After a long time, Su Han walked out of the tent. There was no trace of sadness on his face, and his face was expressionless, as if all the emotions were hidden in his heart.

"Su Han!"

Zhuang Lin walked up and said with concern, "Don't be too sad, the old Taoist... he is everyone's savior and everyone's hero."

Su Han just nodded slightly, stretched out his hand, and placed the golden "Qian Zi Jue" scripture in Zhuang Lin's palm.

This was what Jun Yang stuffed into his arms when he slapped himself before detonating the six-star array when he chose to commit suicide.

"Take it and master the Qian Zi Jue as soon as possible. I will need you in the future."

After saying that, Su Han turned around and left, leaving Zhuang Lin there in shock, unable to recover for a long time.

The "Qian Zi Jue" in the palm of the hand is all golden, and I don't know what kind of material it is made of. There is a faint cold feeling in the palm of the hand. When did Su Han... take it back? Just give it to yourself directly?
  He turned to look at Su Han, wanting to ask more questions, but he also knew that it was not the right time now.

He and the sixth elder of the banker looked at each other, and the sixth elder just nodded slightly: "Just listen to him."

Things are a bit weird.

Especially what Jun Yang did was a bit unbelievable.

Su Han walked up to several women, looked at them with red eyes, and reached out to hug them one by one.

"Su Han, you still have us." Lin Meiyu hugged Su Han hard.

Su Han didn't speak, just nodded.

"Brother-in-law..."

Qiao Yuman cried and looked at Su Han, "You teach me martial arts, and I will avenge my master!"

Su Han reached out and patted Qiao Yuman's head, but still said nothing.

In front of them, Tie Pao and the others exuded an extremely oppressive aura. Standing in front of them, even breathing felt uncomfortable.

There are also Li Zhengyang, Chen Xiaotian, Tang Qi and others who are all deeply saddened by the departure of the old Taoist.

"In a short period of time, the hell passage will not be opened again. There is still a shocking formation controlling this place. You can rest assured,"

Su Han looked at everyone and said loudly, "The most important task of the Martial Arts Hidden Sect now is to find those who escaped from hell."

A strong and extremely murderous intention gradually emerged in his eyes!
  "We have the final say in this world!"

(End of this chapter)