Chapter 3657: Transformation Into a Mortal Failed!

"Mr. Su, what should I do? What should I do? Wuwu..."

"Mr. Su, please save my second brother. He is less than 20 years old. He can't die!"

"Mr. Su, you are the most knowledgeable. You must have a way, right?"

"Mr. Su, I kneel down for you..."

Many pleading voices came to 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 party was also looking at him. Although he didn't cry, his eyes were red.

Wang Xinlan stood beside Su Han. Her expression was very complicated, worried, frightened, and a little bit of expectation.

Wang Changgui had his back to Su Han. He had been holding Wang Changxi, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

"Huh..."

Su Han breathed a sigh of relief and stood up gently.

Roughly speaking, it has been more than seven years since he came to Liuhua Village.

The Wang family has just started to live a good life, and he wants to immerse himself in it completely.

But on this day, neither the Wang family nor myself will get what they want.

The medicinal materials are not good enough, and no matter how good Su Han's medical skills are, it is difficult for a good cook to cook without rice.

Moreover, judging from Wang Changxi's current condition, his internal organs are probably broken a little, and even if there are really good medicinal materials, they can't be cured.

"Master Su, you...you..."

Wang Xinlan looked at Su Han, and her voice trembled: "Could it be that even you can't save the second brother? Will the second brother die? I don't want him to die, I don't want him to die!"

Su Han was silent.

From the expression on his face, most of the others have already understood what the result will be.

Li Mingfang burst into tears, and Wang Zushi knelt there in a daze.

Wang Changgui's hands holding Wang Changxi's body also tightened a little.

"No... Second brother, second brother, wake up quickly, you haven't bought me nice clothes yet, you promised me that you would take me to the big village, you lied, you are lying!!!" Wang Xinlan screamed.

The people around him all fell silent at this moment.

Su Han looked at Wang Changxi's face, and the first time he saw him seven years ago came to his mind.

"Here it comes!"

"I caught it, hurry up and collect the rod, don't stand there, hurry up!"

"Hurry up, I have experience, this is a big fish!"

"Have you never fished before? In this case, you should pull the rod hard!"

"I really admire you, but you still can't pull it up?"

"My name is Wang Changxi, but I am very thin, and I am the second child in the family, so they call me the second thin man."

"Sir, if you want, I can help you grill it. Although my family is poor and there is not much food, don't look at me as young, my grilling skills are very powerful, and the fish in this clear lake are not polluted, they are always very fresh and delicious!"

...

The thin face at that time seemed to be permanently engraved in my heart, lingering.

He grew up from a ten-year-old child, gradually became an adult, and gradually changed the plight of his family.

Now, his life is slipping away rapidly.

Su Han actually had two choices before him.

Save him, or don't save him.

If he saved Wang Changxi, he would have to use his cultivation power, and seven years of hard work would be completely in vain.

If he didn't save him, perhaps this would be an opportunity for him to completely transform into a mortal.

With Wang Changxi's life, he would completely transform into a mortal.

But...

If he didn't save him, Wang Changxi would die!

He stood there for a long time. This was a difficult decision to make.

In fact, he had made it before he transformed into a mortal. He thought he was ready.

This process would be very long, and the life span of mortals was mostly only about a hundred years.

In this process, he would definitely come into contact with mortals, and he would definitely watch these mortals grow old, get sick, and die.

He originally thought that when that time came, he would be indifferent and would not care. After all, in the eyes of any cultivator, mortals were just ordinary creatures after all.

But at this moment, Su Han suddenly realized that he was wrong.

Mortals are also people!

They also have feelings, joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness. Except for not having cultivation, they are no different from cultivators.

After a long time of contact, feelings will eventually arise.

For seven years, Wang Changxi is like his own child to Su Han, and this feeling is no less than that of Su Qing, Su Yao and others.

The most important thing is that Wang Changxi is not an ordinary death of old age, sickness and death. He is too young and should not die at this age.

But then again, no matter how he dies, it is a matter of mortals and should not be related to him.

"If I don't teach you martial arts, you won't go hunting, let alone today."

"Maybe you don't regret it, but all this is because of me."

"I can not save you, with your life, with this pain, let me enter the mortal world."

"But if I don't save you, how can I save myself..."

Shaking his head gently, Su Han showed a self-deprecating smile.

He squatted down and stretched out his palm, starting from Wang Changxi's face and brushing across his whole body.

Everyone could see that at the moment he stretched out his hand, there was a special light emanating from his palm.

These lights entered Wang Changxi's body.

His breath was no longer intermittent, his broken bones were repairing rapidly, his eyes trembled slightly, and finally opened completely!

The moment he opened his eyes, Su Han's transformation into a mortal completely failed!

"What happened to me?"

Sitting up, Wang Changxi looked at the people around him, somewhat bewildered.

And at this moment, no one paid any attention to him.

Everyone was stunned!

They looked at Su Han in disbelief, their mouths wide open, their eyes full of disbelief.

"Mr. Su, you, you..."

Wang Xinlan was the first to react. She pointed at Su Han's palm, her big eyes looking at Su Han.

"Yes."

Su Han touched Wang Xinlan's head and said in a very calm tone: "I am the God you have always hated."

"This..."

Wang Xinlan's beautiful eyes widened again, not knowing what to say.

"Changxi is fine, I should go too."

Su Han took a deep breath and smiled, "Thank you for your care over the past seven years."

"Mr. Su, wait a minute!"

Wang Xinlan grabbed Su Han's clothes fiercely: "You are a god, but you are different from other gods. I don't want you to leave. You stay, Mr. Su!"

Wang Zushi and the others also reacted and shouted: "Mr. Su, we hate those gods who want to take us away. You changed the fate of Liuhua Village. You gave us the courage and ability to live. You are different from them!"

"Don't you hate me?" Su Han pursed his lips.

For seven years, whenever people in Liuhua Village talked about the gods, they would show a hateful expression.

"No, at least I don't hate you!" Wang Xinlan shouted loudly.

"Mr. Su, we don't hate you either!"

"Yes, if it weren't for you, we wouldn't be where we are now. How could we hate you?"

Su Han showed relief on his face: "Well, I'll stay. Don't treat me as a god, just treat me as the teacher I am."