Chapter 118: Three years ago, Miss Qu'er almost died

While waiting, Divine Comedy plans to crusade against Little Lonely.

She knocked on her bracelet, where the little loneliness lived, and said, "Come out for me, explain to me well, what happened last night?" ”

Divine Comedy was 100% sure that the black dog was turning its elbow out.

After a while, the voice of a little lonely and confused sounded.

"Master, I seem to be going to sleep again." Last night was so exciting, my whole body was boiling, and my spiritual power was skyrocketing.

Little loneliness will induce Shenqu'er, a large part of it is for himself, of course, a small part is that Mu Chenye's heart is really damaged.

"Don't pretend to me, take me for a fool? You've broken your shell, and this excuse is useless. ”

"Master, it's true, I'm really sleepy, last night, you and the big master that and that stimulated me too much...... Yes! I'm going to sleep, master, and I'll wake up soon this time. ”

"Hey! Feed! You tell me what to say before you go to sleep...... What's too irritating for you, hey? Speak...... Your uncle's. ”

After that, no matter how the Divine Comedy roared and beat, Little Loneliness had no sound at all.

It's just a pit god.

Shen Qu'er learned from the pain, she must not believe all the words of this stinky black dog in the future, especially when she meets that man.

General Military District.

As soon as Mu Chenye changed into his military uniform, the phone in the office rang.

Zhao Qing shouted next door, "Chief, Miss Qu'er's phone." ”

Mu Chenye heard the sound, quickly tied the belt, and then hurried to the office.

Steadily took the microphone in Zhao Qing's hand and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Shenqu'er choked and said, "I, on Sunday, can I not go?" ”

"Do you know where to go?"

"You know, when I was a child, I had to go on this day."

Celebrate Aunt Zhao's birthday, I have more time than you, okay! Divine Comedy said in her heart.

"So, why don't you want to go this time?"

"I ......"

"Are you afraid of seeing Chenyan?"

Shenqu'er heard that Mu Chenye's voice began to be low, and then hurriedly said, "It's not because of him, hey! Forget it, when I didn't say it. ”

After that, Shen Qu'er hung up the phone.

Mu Chenye heard her concerns from her tangled hesitation.

It's not because of Mu Chenyan, it should be because of Zhao Wanying.

Was she afraid that she would ask her about her origins?

She is so unwilling to be the daughter of God's family again?

"Zhao Qing, what happened to Qu'er three years ago that you were asked to check, but can you find out?"

"It's been checked, but it's more difficult than I imagined, so I'm still ordering people to continue to investigate."

"It's so hard?"

"Well, three years ago, Miss Qu'er almost died."

Mu Chenye's face instantly became serious, "It's careful." ”

"I heard from a local doctor in the village that when he saw Miss Qu'er, he was covered with wounds, old and new, and he had been whipped with a leather whip, and the wounds looked like those rough and hard horse whips."

At that time, Miss Qu'er's breath was faint and she only had one breath left, and her bones were broken in four places, and she was thrown from the top of the mountain. Later, I finally woke up, but I became stupid and stupid. ”

"The old doctor said that if a girl becomes like this, she must have been subjected to inhuman torture and mental stimulation."

Mu Chenye's hands were clasped tightly, his thin lips seemed to be a little whiter than before, and his brown eyes, which had always been dull, had begun to gather storms, and the clouds were thick.

He took a deep breath and said, "Have you found out who did it?" ”