President Bingshan’s personal doctor

Chapter 2321 Get into the frying pan

"Death?" Su Han was surprised. Did Yun Fan let him come here to commit suicide?

He also heard another meaning in the words of the Tomb Suppressor Beast. It seemed that he would come to this corner of the sea sooner or later, and he would come sooner or later.

"What about others?" Su Han asked.

"Hmph, hiding."

The grave beast rolled its eyes, with a human expression. If it weren't for the fact that the face had too many wrinkles and looked scary, it would really look like that. It had captured Yun Fan's aura just now, but now it was gone. If it wasn't hiding, what was it?
  "You have to come sooner or later, because the end of the road you are taking is right here." The Tomb Slayer Beast seemed a little reluctant to say it, but it still said, "You will come sooner or later, so there is no harm in coming now."

It stared at Su Han, looked carefully up and down, and nodded slightly: "It's about what I expected. The realm of the Immortal King is only one step away from the saint. I have to say that your growth rate is barely acceptable."

Su Han said nothing.

In the eyes of the Tomb Suppressing Beast, his speed of improvement is just okay?

Su Han didn't have any objections, but if others heard it, I wonder if the Explosive Tomb Suppressor would be angry. How could it talk like this? Su Han just made do with it, so what about the others?
  "What exactly is this place? Why do I want to come here? Why do I say that this is the end of my journey? And..."

"Can you ask me questions one at a time?"

The tomb beast shook his head, feeling like his head was going to explode, and said impatiently, "Why do you ask so many questions? I won't answer you, and I have no obligation to answer you."

It glanced around, trying to capture Yun Fan's aura. This kind of thing was what Yun Fan wanted to do, and it had nothing to do with it.

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

Before Su Han could speak again, the Tomb Suppressing Beast turned around and pointed its butt at Su Han: "Go and get out of your frying pan. You have passed the sea of ​​​​fire."

It doesn't answer anything.

Su Han was really helpless. This guy really refused to accept soft or hard advice. He didn't give face to anyone. Everything he did depended on his own mood.

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

Su Han shrugged. Seeing that the tomb beast didn't want to say more and didn't bother to ask, 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 get into this mess, he couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling.

The Insect King followed up, stood on Su Han's shoulder, and whispered softly, saying bad things about the Tomb Suppressing Beast. Before he could say a few words, a ball of flame flew over and hit the Insect King's wings, frightening him. The insect king howled loudly.

"Hmph, if you dare to speak ill of me, your wings will be stiff, right?"

He is also a vindictive tomb beast.

Su Han led the Insect Dynasty to the next level.

Everything along the way was a little weird.

It looked like the old woman at Naihe Bridge. She had to force herself to drink soup, and there was a sea of ​​fire. If she hadn't controlled the flames, she would definitely not be able to get through it. Su Han suddenly thought, this tomb-suppressing beast... I already knew he would Did you deliberately guide yourself to control the flames when you came to the corner of the sea?
  He looked back and saw that the Tomb Slayer Beast was looking at him. When he saw 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 oil pot was bigger than a lake. It was bubbling on top, and a heat wave hit.

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

"Gulu Gulu!" The Insect King shrank into Su Han's arms and looked at the figures faintly emerging from the oil pot with a look of disgust. It was unknown how many people's souls were struggling and suffering in this oil pot.

Su Han raised his head and glanced around. 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.

It seems that he has to go through all these hardships.

"You have to go, right?"

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

Within a moment, he was completely submerged in the oil pan!

There was no sense of suffocation, no pain, and almost no feeling at all. Su Han only felt that his whole body was light and airy, like a cloud floating, with nothing under his feet. He couldn't describe that feeling.

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

From growing up with his uncle when he was a child, to becoming a disciple of an old Taoist, going to the mountains to learn medicine and martial arts, and then returning to Tianhai...

Su Han still found it funny when he thought of meeting Qiao Yushan for the first time, with the sound of those high heels still echoing in his ears, and of being framed for molestation at the police station.

Pictures flashed by, and those familiar people around me...

The Iron Cannon Niggers and the others followed him to protect Tianhai, Mr. Xu and Mr. Zhang discussed with him how to cure diseases and save people, Yang Zicheng, the prodigal son, turned back from the gray area and brought him back to the sunshine to contribute to society. There were also brothers Dong Lin and Zhen Yong. Su Han missed being with them. On the day of drinking tea and chatting, there are many, many people.

All those faces flashed through my mind, and those memories became more and more profound.

Along the way, Su Han realized how fulfilling his life was. At every stage, someone appeared by his side, helping him, accompanying him, and caring about him. That feeling was really wonderful.

Su Han continued to walk, not knowing where he was going. The memories in his mind were already at Kunlun. He thought of Ye Tiancheng, the old instructor, Lao Zhang, his parents, and Zheng Zheng. Chen, thought of Long Tian, ​​Zhuang Lin...

All the time, the deepest memory in his mind was the smiling faces of those women. Su Han felt that his heart had become warm, and the blood in his body was constantly soaring, rolling and flowing in every corner of his body.

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

Only then did Su Han realize that these memories were the real source of his power! It is precisely because of these concerns and so many bonds that he can persevere and keep working hard.

"Gulu gulu gulu..."

More and more bubbles bubbled up from the oil pan, rolling and becoming more and more turbulent, like a wave!
  Su Han couldn't be seen in the huge oil pan, only bubbles rolling up and rising into the air, then shattering.

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

(End of this chapter)