Because of this Weibo, Chen Zongheng took a long time before he gradually calmed down.

He just wanted to hand the phone back to Qin Feng.

saw this 'Park Taejeong Global Support Association', and posted another Weibo.

This time, it's a video.

Chen Zongheng clicked on the video, and what appeared in the picture was the bustling Beijing Airport.

A second later, Park Tae-jeong, dressed like a star, appeared in the frame.

Then, from the speaker, it came out, which shocked Chen Zongheng, the woman...... No, it's the rooster crow!

"Ahhh

"Look here, I'm your valued fan!"

"Come on, Pu Oba, you must not lose this challenge!"

"Pu Oba, can you po your itinerary, I quit my job this month, so I'll accompany you!"

“……”

All kinds of words that made Chen Zongheng feel that only children could speak came out of the mouths of these women in their twenties and thirties.

And what made Chen Zongheng feel uncomfortable the most was that people came to kick the gym, and these women even cheered him on?

Is there anything wrong with this?

Chen Zongheng immediately handed the phone back to Qin Feng, he was worried that if he went down, he would get sick if he didn't get sick.

"How is it, this Park Taizheng, is he very arrogant?"

Qin Feng took the phone and said to Chen Zongheng with a wry smile on his face.

Chen Zongheng nodded, "It's not just arrogant, it's too arrogant!"

"This Great Cold Netherworld, more than a hundred years ago, was still our tributary country in Kyushu, and now it is going to turn against the sky!"

"Doctor Qin, you have to kill this kid's prestige and let him know that our Kyushu doctors are not easy to mess with!"

Hearing Chen Zongheng's indignant words, Qin Feng showed a bitter smile.

He took a deep breath before slowly saying to Chen Zongheng.

"Doctor Chen, although this Park Taizheng is very arrogant, he still has the strength. ”

"Just now, he challenged the entire medical community of the Great Cold Netherworld, among which there are many famous doctors, and there are even people who are called medical saints!"

"But as far as I know, they were all defeated by Park Tae-jeong, and it was a complete defeat without any suspense!"

"So this time, I'm worried that we old guys will also overturn. ”

"Moreover, the other party is only twenty-two years old, even if he loses, in the style of the Great Han Netherworld, he will step on one. ”

"So, at the last moment, I want to ask you, Dr. Chen, to represent Kyushu Medicine!"

"I believe that as long as Dr. Chen is willing to fight, that Park Taizheng will definitely not be your opponent!"

After finishing speaking, Qin Feng stared at Chen Zongheng with anticipation.

However, what he saw was Chen Zongheng's indifferent expression.

"Doctor Qin, I seem to have explained to you, I am not a real healer, and this time I came to the Xiwu Clan to save the patriarch of Wan, it was just a transaction. ”

Chen Zongheng looked past Qin Feng and looked at the tall bonfire in the square.

At this time, someone was already standing near with torches.

"We in Kyushu Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, there is a medical god like you, Doctor Qin, and there is a Kyushu medicine king with amazing medicine. ”

"To deal with the big cold and dark doctors, it must be handy, so I won't join in the fun. ”

Chen Zongheng waved his hand, retracted his gaze, and looked at Qin Feng without humility or arrogance.

When Qin Feng heard this, his whole person was like a deflated ball, and he fell down in an instant.

"In that case, then I can't force it. ”

"But I, old man, just want to ask you for one thing. ”

Chen Zongheng stared, Qin Feng, who had a hint of pleading in his eyes, nodded slightly and replied, "Please speak, if I can do it, I will live up to my mission." ”

Qin Feng nodded, "What I want to ask you for is that I hope that when Kyushu medicine is in danger, you can come out and pull it up." ”

"If you can agree, then even if my old man is dead, I will be able to turn a blind eye. ”

……

Chen Zongheng heard Qin Feng's earnest words and fell into silence.

It was about five years in prison, and after being released from prison this time, Chen Zongheng liked the feeling of being unrestrained.

Qin Feng's words are equivalent to entrusting the future of the entire Kyushu medicine to himself.

It is equivalent to putting a shackle on yourself.

Chen Zongheng was hesitating, whether he wanted to take over this heavy entrustment.

However, when I think of the 'Park Taejeong Global Support Association' Weibo, and the comments below......

Qin Feng, who was on the other side, couldn't help but sigh secretly when he saw Chen Zongheng's slightly frowning brows.

This burden is too heavy to seem to be able to agree......

"Okay, I promise you. ”

Chen Zongheng stared at Qin Feng with a straight face, and nodded heavily.

"If it's Kyushu medicine, when it comes to life and death, then I'll take action. ”

When Qin Feng heard this, he was stunned at first, and then turned into ecstasy!

"Hahaha, good!

This octogenarian, like an old naughty boy, held Chen Zongheng's palm tightly with both hands and kept shaking.

"This trip to Yunming, the biggest gain of me, an old man, is to invite a savior for the medical community in Kyushu!"

“……”

Qin Feng's praise made Chen Zongheng a little embarrassed.

Woo –

That's when it happened.

In the deep night sky, a high-pitched horn sounded.

The sound of the horn sounded like seven sounds, and then, Chen Zongheng saw that the Big Dipper on the sky dome also flashed seven times.

Subsequently, in the midst of the wild shouts of the surrounding Xiwu people, Wan Qiluo, dressed in full costume, stood in the center of the square surrounded by Wan Tongchou and others.

Behind them, there was a tall bonfire.

Wan Qiluo reached out his arms and made a downward gesture.

There were nearly 2,000 people in the square, and it was quiet in an instant.

"I think everyone knows the reason why today is not a festival for the gods, but a bonfire ball. ”

The festival of sacrifice to the gods is the most important festival of the Xiwu people.

It is equivalent to the Spring Festival that Kyushu people celebrate every year.

Wan Qiluo didn't use the microphone to say this paragraph, and said it very casually.

But the sound pierced the distance, and everyone in the huge square could hear it clearly.

Chen Zongheng knew that Wan Qiluo used True Qi when he spoke.

If it weren't for the true qi, even if it was a nine-star martial artist, it would only be able to raise the volume, and it wouldn't reach everyone's ears so clearly and evenly.

At this time, Chen Zongheng realized that he still had a question that had not been resolved.

That is Wan Qi Luo Dan Tianzhong, that incomparably powerful prohibition.

However, if I leave the Xiwu tribe this time, I am afraid that I will never come back in the future.

I am afraid that this question will become an unsolvable mystery for my life.

Just as Chen Zongheng was thinking, the crowd suddenly erupted in violent cheers.

"Divine Doctor Chen! Divine Doctor Chen!"

At first, the sound was not in order.

But after a few times, it became neat, the mountains roared and the tsunami came, and Chen jumped vertically and horizontally.

Pointing to Wan Qiluo again, everyone quieted down.

Wan Qiluo's gaze crossed the crowd and landed on Chen Zongheng, who looked confused, and nodded with a smile.

"That's right, it's because Dr. Chen saved this Xiwu tribe, so we should celebrate it. ”

"But before we do that, we must first elect the high priest of our tribe of Hiu. ”