"Send to death?" Su Han was surprised. Yun Fan asked him to come here to make him die?

He also heard another meaning in the tomb-controlling beast's words, as if he would come to the corner of the sea sooner or later, and he would come sooner or later.

"Where are others?" Su Han asked.

"Hmph, I'm hiding."

The tomb-controlling beast rolled its eyes, its expression was like a human. If it weren't for the fact that the face had too many wrinkles and looked scary, it would have looked like that. It had just captured Yun Fan's breath, but it had disappeared now. It wasn't it hiding, what would it be?

"You are coming sooner or later, because the end point of the road you are walking is here." The tomb-supervising beast seemed to not want to say it, but he still spoke, "You are coming sooner or later, and it is not harmful to come now."

It stared at Su Han, looked up and down carefully, nodded slightly: "It's similar to 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 enough."

Su Han didn't say anything.

In the eyes of the tomb-controlling beast, his speed can only be considered a matter of course?

Su Han had no objection, but if others heard it, I wonder if it would be so angry that the tomb-suppressing beast would be so angry that it could speak like this. Su Han just made do with it. Then what other people are nothing?

"What the hell is this place, why do I come here, and why, this is the end of my journey, and..."

"Can you ask questions one by one?"

The tomb-suppressing beast shook his head, feeling his head about to explode, and said impatiently, "You asked so much about what you did, I will not answer you, and I have no obligation to answer you."

It glanced around and captured Yun Fan's breath. This kind of thing was what Yun Fan wanted to do, what did it have to do with him?

Su Han curled his lips. The temper of the tomb-controlling beast has not changed, and it has not changed from beginning to end.

Before Su Han could speak again, the tomb-controlling beast turned around and pointed his butt at Su Han: "Go down your oil pan, you have passed this level of fire."

It answers nothing.

Su Han was really helpless. This guy was really hard-working and didn’t give anyone’s face. Whatever he did was depends on his mood.

He clenched his fists slightly, thinking that his current strength should be able to beat this tomb-suppressing 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, seeing that the tomb-controlling beast didn't want to say more, and he was too lazy to ask more questions. He looked up and saw the oil pan in the distance making a crackling sound, reminding him of taking Qiao Yuman to Sichuan to eat hot pot. Just thinking about how he wanted to put the oil pan, his scalp numb.

The Insect King followed, stood on Su Han's shoulder, muttering softly, saying bad things about the tomb-controlling beast. Before he could say a few words, a ball of flame flew over and hit the Insect King's wings, which scared the Insect King to scream.

"Hmph, I dare to say bad things about me, my wings are hard, right?"

He is still a tomb-controlling beast who holds revenge.

Su Han took the insect king toward the next level.

Along the way, it was a bit weird.

It was like an old woman at the head of Naihe Bridge who had to force herself to drink soup and a sea of ​​fire. If she hadn't controlled the flames, she would definitely not have been able to get through. Su Han suddenly thought suddenly, this tomb-controlling beast... had known that he would come to the corner of the sea. Did he deliberately guide himself to control the flames?

He looked back and the tomb-controlling beast was looking at him. When he saw himself turning to look at him, he snorted proudly, turning his head to look at him.

Su Han couldn't help laughing and relaxed slightly.

"Crackling..."

The huge oil pan is larger than a lake, with bubbles rising above it, and a wave of heat hits.

Su Han frowned. He had to walk through this and he had to be squeezed out.

"Gulugulu!" The insect king retreated into Su Han's arms, looking at the figures faintly appearing in the oil pan with disgust. I don't know how many people's souls were struggling and suffering in the oil pan.

Su Han looked up and glanced at the surroundings. The oil pan in front of him was the only way to go. If you want to reach the top of the mountain, there was no other way to go.

It seems that he must experience this oil pan under the sea of ​​fire.

"We must leave, right?"

Su Han took a deep breath and suddenly did not want to avoid it. He looked at the churning oil pan, and his mind suddenly became blank. He took a step and stepped in directly, stepped on the oil surface and sank.

But in a moment, he was completely immersed in the oil pan!

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

The whole person was immersed in the oil pan, and the sound of hot oil bubbles still came from his ears, and scenes of the past suddenly appeared in his head.

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

Thinking of the first time I saw Qiao Yushan, the sound of the high heels echoed in my ears, and Su Han was also funny when he was framed and molested at the police station.

Scenes flashed by, and the familiar people around me...

The iron cannon niggers followed him to protect the sky, and Mr. Xu and Zhang discussed treating illness and saving people with him. Yang Zicheng turned around and took him back from the gray area to the sun to contribute to society. He also missed the days when he drank tea and chatted with them, and there were many people.

Those faces flashed through my mind, but those memories became deeper and deeper.

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

Su Han was still walking, walking, and didn't know where he had gone. The memories in his mind had already arrived in Kunlun, thinking of Ye Tiancheng, thinking of the old instructor, Lao Zhang, thinking of his parents, thinking of Zheng Chen, thinking of Long Tian, ​​Zhuang Lin...

At all times, the deepest part of the memory in my mind was the smiling faces of those women. Su Han felt his heart become warm, and the blood in his body was constantly flying, rolling and rapids in every corner of his body.

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

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

"Gulugulugulugulu..."

The bubbles in the oil pan are getting more and more, rolling, and surging more and more, like a wave!

The huge oil pan couldn't see Su Han, but could only see bubbles rolling and surging, rushing into the air and then shattering.

"Huh?" Yun Fan showed his head, and the tomb-controlling beast also looked over at the same time, his eyes full of surprise.
Chapter completed!