"Mr. Su, what to do, what to do, Wuwu..."
"Mr. Su, please help my second brother. He is not twenty years old. He can't die."
"Mr. Su, you are the most knowledgeable. You must have some idea?"
"Mr. Su, I kneel down for you..."
A lot of pleading came from my ears.
Su Han raised his head.
He looked at Li Mingfang, whose face was full of despair.
He looked at Wang zushi again. The other side was looking at himself. Although he didn't cry, his eyes were already red.
Wang Xinlan is standing beside Su Han, her expression is very complicated, worried, frightened, and has such a trace of expectation.
Wang Changgui's back to Su Han, he has been holding Wang Changxi, can not see what he is thinking.
"Hoo..."
With a long breath of relief, Su Han stood up gently.
Rough calculation, I have been in Liuhua village for more than seven years.
The Wangs have just had a good life, and they have to immerse themselves thoroughly.
But on this day, they did not let the Wangs do what they wanted, nor did they let themselves.
The medicinal materials are not good enough. No matter how advanced Su Han's medical skills are, it is difficult for a skillful woman to cook without rice.
What's more, with Wang Changxi's appearance at the moment, I'm afraid the internal organs are all broken a little, so there are really good medicinal materials, and they can't be cured.
"Lord Su, you You... "
Wang Xinlan looked at Su Han and her voice trembled: "can't even you save my second brother? Will the second brother die? I don't want him dead, I don't want him dead! "
Su Han is silent.
From the expression on his face, other people have already understood what kind of result it will be.
Li Mingfang burst into tears, and Wang zushi knelt on his knees.
Wang Changgui grasped Wang Changxi's hands and tightened them.
"No Second brother, second brother, you wake up quickly. You haven't bought me nice clothes yet. You promised me that you would take me to Dacun. You lied, and you were lying! " Wang Xinlan screamed.
All the people around are silent at this moment.
Su Han looks at Wang Changxi's face. In his mind, he saw him for the first time seven years ago.
"Coming, coming!"
"If you catch it, you should take it back quickly. Don't stand in a daze. Hurry up!"
"Hurry up, I have experience, this is a big fish!"
"Have you never fished before? In this case, the fishing rod should be pulled violently! "
"I've really convinced you, or haven't I pulled it up?"
"My name is Wang Changxi, but I am very thin, and ranked second in the family, so they call me two skinny."
"My Lord, if you like, I can help you cook it. Although my family is poor and I don't have much food, I'm a very good fish roaster. Moreover, the fish in the Qinghu lake are always delicious and delicious without pollution."
……
At that time that thin face, as if the permanent imprint in the heart, lingering.
From a 10-year-old child, he grew up gradually, and gradually changed the plight of the family.
Now, he's losing his life.
In fact, there are two choices for Su Han.
Or not.
After saving Wang Changxi, he must be able to use the power of cultivation. Seven years of hard work will be completely wasted.
If not, perhaps, this will become a turning point for him to be thoroughly naturalized.
Wang Changxi's life, thoroughly into the world.
But
If not, Wang Changxi will die!
He stood for a long time, which was a difficult decision to make.
In fact, before the transformation, he was ready. He thought he was ready.
This process will be very long, and the life span of ordinary people is only about 100 years.
In this process, we will certainly contact with mortals, and we will certainly watch these mortals live, grow old and die.
He thought that at that time, he would be indifferent and would not care. After all, in the eyes of any friar, mortals were just ordinary creatures.
But at this moment, Su Han suddenly found that he was wrong.
Mortals are also human beings!
They also have feelings, emotions, and joys and sorrows. They are no different from friars except for their lack of accomplishments.
Contact for a long time, will eventually produce feelings.
In seven years, for Su Han, Wang Changxi was like a child of his own. This feeling was no worse than Su Qing and Su Yao.
The most important thing is that Wang Changxi is not an ordinary life and death. He is too young to die at this age.
But then again, in any case, death is a matter of mortals, and he should not be involved.
"If I don't teach you martial arts, you won't go hunting, let alone today.""Maybe you don't regret it, but it's all because of me."
"I can not save you, with your life, with this pain, let me into the world."
"How can I help myself if I don't save you..."
Shaking his head gently, Su Han showed a self mocking smile.
He squatted down and stretched out his palms, from Wang Changxi's face to the whole body.
Everyone can see that at the moment when he reaches out his hand, there is a special light coming out from the palm of his hand.
These lights entered Wang Changxi's body.
His breath is no longer empty, his broken bones are also fast repair, his eyes slightly shake, and finally completely open!
The moment he opened his eyes, it was also the moment when Su Han failed completely!
"Me, what's wrong with me?"
Sitting up, Wang Changxi looked at the people around, a little confused.
At the moment, no one paid any attention to him.
All of you, you've been stunned!
They looked at Su Han in disbelief, mouth wide, eyes full of disbelief.
"Mr. Su, you, you..."
Wang Xinlan first reacts. She points to Su Han's palm and her big eyes are looking at Su Han.
"Yes."
Su Han touched Wang Xinlan's head and said in a very calm tone: "I am, you have been hating God."
"This..."
Wang Xinlan's beautiful eyes opened again, I don't know what to say.
"Changxi's OK. I should go."
Su Han took a deep breath and said with a smile, "thank you for your care in the past seven years."
"Mr. Su, wait!"
Wang Xinlan grabbed Su Han's clothes: "you are God, but you are different from other gods. I don't want you to go. You stay, Mr. Su!"
Wang zushi and Wang zushi all reacted and cried out: "Mr. Su, what we hate is the gods who want to take us away. You have changed the fate of Liuhua village. You have given us the courage and ability to live. You are different from them!"
"Don't you hate me?" Su Han pursed her lips.
Over the past seven years, when talking about God, people in Liuhua village always show their hatred.
"No, at least I don't hate you!" Wang Xinlan cried out.
"Mr. Su, we don't hate you either!"
"Yes, without you, without our present, how could we hate you?"
Su Han's face was gratified: "well, I'll stay. You don't think I'm a God, just be me. I'm still the teacher."
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