Chapter 259: Shocked!

Su Mingjue was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

He wasn't sure whether he heard it wrong, or whether Mu Li was confused due to fever, so how could he hear such words ringing in his ears.

Before he could confirm, the other party started talking to himself, "Mu Li will be very happy to die for the young master." The

more Su Mingjue listened to this, the more he felt as if the other party was giving his last words.

What was most unacceptable to him was that he seemed to act as if he was at the last moment anyway and there was nothing he couldn't say.

He spoke out what was in his heart one by one, regardless of whether the client was shocked or not, and whether he could accept it or not.

In short, he said what was in his heart and had no regrets.

Su Mingjue opened his mouth and touched the other person's forehead with restraint and difficulty. The body temperature on his body had begun to subside. Although it was still hot, it was obviously much lower than before.

Obviously, this mustard marinade works.

The rise in his body temperature just now was just a normal reaction during the anti-inflammatory process.

He looked at the person in front of him who was still chattering. He was about to say something, but the other person stopped for a moment and started again.

"I'm luckier than my father. At least you were by my side when I left, and he didn't even have time to meet the King of Jinling."

"!"

Su Mingjue felt like he was on a roller coaster in his heart, and before he could calm down what Mu Li had brought to him . Shocked, and then another sharp turn hit him.

What does it mean that he is luckier than his father?

Listen to this, is it possible... Is

it possible that Mu Li's father is still on good terms with Su Shiqian

? It should be said that Mu Li's father had thoughts about Su Shiqian

, right? This has nothing to do with it. Su

Mingjue suddenly felt that he couldn't turn around. Suddenly he remembered that Su Shiqian asked him to bring a dagger to Mu Li before leaving.

At that time, he was still wondering

why he couldn't give the dagger in person and asked one of his sons to take action. There was a reason for this.

And after Mu Li received the incomplete dagger, the first thing he said was that he still remembered to find your dagger, which meant that he still remembered you.

So is this a circle?

Su Mingjue had an unbelievable thought. Does his mother know?

Wang Ruofu looked like he didn't know, and the old man Su was usually very interested in his mother. , I have never seen him be so Nanfeng!

Could it be that Mu Li's father is in unrequited love.

What kind of thoughts did Mu Li's mother have in giving birth to Mu Li?

Su Mingjue's brain was spinning rapidly, wanting to hear more about his father's past in the former city from Mu Li's mouth. However, his ears were almost filled with smoke as he waited, but there was no sound at all from the people below.

Su Mingjue took a deep breath and looked down. He didn't know when the other party had fallen asleep.

Su Mingjue didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a moment. This was nothing.

He never expected that his current habit of sucking male holy bodies would become more and more intense.

After shaking his head secretly, he walked aside and put the handkerchief into the water, rubbed it and wring it out, and carefully wiped off Mu Li's sweat.

After finishing everything, Su Mingjue was so tired that she fell asleep beside the bed.

But Mu Li fell into a dream of memories.

The father, whose face was covered with blood, tried his best to put the three-year-old child into his arms.

"Li'er, go quickly! The young master is in your hands. You must bring him to the King of Jinling. Treat your mother and the Mu family well. Dad is sorry for you and can't grow up with you anymore!"

"Dad! I don't want to grow up with you!" Let's go! I'm here to stay with you." He held the sleeping child in his hands and shook his head.

"Come on, there's no rush if you continue!" His father pushed him away from the place of right and wrong.

He had no choice but to hold the child and step back, reluctantly running and looking back.

After running a few steps, a sword struck him.

With a "clang" sound, a dagger flew from the air, blocking the sword's attack, but the dagger broke into two pieces in mid-air.

He ran and ran as hard as he could, and after a while he looked back.

His father had already fallen into a sea of ​​blood. When he saw him turning around, he shouted hoarsely: "Run! Don't look back."

He endured the pain and hurried forward while crying.

While running, the person in my arms woke up, rubbed his eyes, looked around and burst into tears.

He lifted the person up distractedly and was about to throw him down. After a moment of hesitation, he picked him up again.

My father has tried his best for this person in his arms. If he abandons him now, what his father has done will be in vain.

He stared blankly at the person in his arms for a long time, then pulled a jade pendant from his body and threw it to him to play with, and the other person stopped.

After running for a certain distance, no one followed him. After a moment of pause, he untied his belt, tied him to his back, and climbed up a big tree.

Standing on a high place and looking into the distance, he saw that there was no one there anymore. He secretly thought that the battle was over. He was thinking about going down the tree to find his father, but suddenly someone threw a big fire there.

Instantly, flames flew everywhere. He endured the cry and looked into the distance, wanting to run over to have a look, but someone behind him was grabbing his neck.

He helplessly hid in a tree and watched the raging fire burn. It was not until a heavy rain suddenly fell that the group of people who set the fire left.

He immediately rushed to the scene. At this moment, everything was burned to ashes. He could not find his father, nor could he see his last figure.

He could only fumble around in a pile of ashes with his bare hands, and finally found a ring that his father had worn all his life. He estimated its approximate location, untied the child behind him and tied it to a tree, then took off his clothes and held it in his hands. A lot of ash was stuffed into the clothes.

He packed up the ashes that were most likely his father's.

After doing this, he returned to Queyuntai with the people on his back and the ashes in his hands.

After throwing the person on his back to Su Shiqian, he glared fiercely at the aloof man in front of him.

Just for such a person, my father risked his own life.

Su Shiqian was startled when he saw the angry look on his face and the messy look in front of him. He was holding a bag of things in his right hand. "Why are you the only one? Where is your father?"

Mu Li held the ashes in his hand tightly and said with hatred in his eyes: "Here."

When the man who had always been calm and calm saw the thing in his hand, his pupils shrank suddenly, and then his face instantly turned pale. He shook his head and murmured in disbelief: "How could he be dead? He's dead."

After a while, he suddenly raised his head, rushed to him and tried to pick up the clothes in his hand, "I don't believe that your father died suddenly because he was so skilled in martial arts."

Mu Li looked at him coldly, " Is there anything impossible? He is a human and not a god, so I brought his ashes back!"