The old demon king python panted and climbed up the heavenly steps of the blue jade stone in the Ice Palace, and saw his deceased beloved son in the lotus pond infused with Xuantian water. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info But before he could say a few words to the caracal, Xi Mutong appeared, and as expected, the person who asked Xiao Flea to meet him was her.

Xi Mutong lost her bones because of him, and now that the enemy is in front of her, and she is still old and frail, and she has no power to resist, she can shoot with a finger of sword qi and give an explanation for the suffering she has suffered for five hundred years.

However, instead of doing so, she bowed down to him and continued, "You are the father of Mr. Feather Wind, and since he is already the place of my heart, I must let go of my hatred and regard you as my father. No matter how wrong the father is, the children can't always worry about the past, so Tong'er is here, willing to write off the grievances of five hundred years ago. Father-in-law is above, please be worshiped by your daughter-in-law Xi Mutong! ”

"You...... Will you call me...... Father-in-law? It was easy to regain some composure, and after listening to her words, and after being worshiped by her, the python only trembled more than just now. The face covered with ravines can no longer tell what the expression is, it can be described as both tears and smiles, and there is also a deep fear.

Xi Mutong never spoke much, no matter what the occasion. After saying and doing what he had to say, he stopped speaking, and the silence of the entire Ice Palace returned to which only the sound of water passed quietly.

The python let go of the hand that pressed his chest, and finally was willing to take it out, the object that was treasured like life was a big red envelope printed with a dragon and phoenix auspicious pattern, and two eye-catching gold characters were written on the cover, "Letter of Appointment".

He wiped his faint old eyes, but he couldn't wipe away his tears, holding the letter of appointment with both hands, and sending it to Xi Mutong like a rare treasure, except for the whimpering sound in his throat, he couldn't say a word.

Xi Mutong knew what it was and wanted to take it, but seeing that his hands were shaking so badly, he couldn't bear it, so he held him steady first to comfort him.

At this moment, the python's hand was no longer shaking, but his heart was beating wildly, and he almost fainted.

Everyone in the world said that Xi Muxian was covered in ice bones, and the cold was better than any ice in the world, but at this time, he felt a trace of warmth from her palm, seeping into every inch of blood, making him illusion of an old body and gaining new strength.

In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the military camp at the foot of Mount Tai five hundred years ago, just after the child, a fairy-like jade-colored, breathing girl came to him, and urged him to withdraw his troops from Mount Tai and not to hurt the innocent.

"The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night. Python King, yesterday is gone, I can only recall, today you and I, I'm afraid we can't do anything to change. It seems that Xi Mutong guessed what he was thinking, held his hand, and took it back.

No matter how old and confused the python is, it is also clear that the reason why Xi Mutong was able to forgive him on the surface and make such a forgiving and general act was all out of his love for the ruthless, otherwise these warm hands would not be holding him at this time, but would probably have made a killing move against him.

In fact, at this age, his only beloved son has been lost, and from the moment he received the bad news, he felt that he had nothing to love. If Xi Mutong really wanted to take revenge for his life, he would not have any complaints.

And even if she didn't kill him, he knew that his demon life was about to end, and he would soon go to meet with Caracre, but before he died, he had to support and complete the last big task in this life, that is, the last wish of Caracia before his life - to hand over the big red wedding letter to Xi Mutong.