There was a faint pain in the part where he bumped last night, and he was attacked by Yuan Qing not long ago, which aggravated Tong Luoning's headache.

Having just found consciousness, Tong Luoning opened his eyes with some difficulty.

Subconsciously raised his hand to touch the sore spot, only to find that his hands and feet were bound, and there was no room to move at all.

The hazy shadow in front of her gradually became clear, and when she saw Mu Yutong and the two sitting together opposite, and then looked at the harsh thatched environment around her, she had already guessed it in her heart.

Mu Yutong looked at Tong Luoning, who was swollen with a large lump on his forehead, with hatred in his eyes, "I said a long time ago that you are a broom star, and if you meet you, you can't touch any good things!" ”

Shaking his head slightly, to make sure that the symptoms of dizziness were not very strong, Tong Luoning breathed a sigh of relief.

After roughly sorting out her thoughts, Tong Luoning calmly walked around the small room, very good, there was only one door, a small window, and that window could only go out of her head for half a head.

"Look, you don't have a chance to escape, just wait for death."

Hearing Mu Yutong's crazy and indifferent voice again, Tong Luoning was finally willing to pay attention to her again.

Looking closely, she felt that her outlook on life was starting to falter a little.

Mu Yutong thought that her expression had collapsed, but she began to realize that she was afraid and helpless, and the snickering joy in her heart was even more excited.

What made Tong Luoning find it difficult to accept was ...... The nurse aunt who changed the elf's dressing, the middle-aged woman who attacked her with a wooden stick, is now half-lying at Mu Yutong's feet, biting the rope with her teeth, trying to help her untie her feet.

Shouldn't this kind of thing be the other way around?

The relationship between the two of them......

"Look at Bai Ning, now it's really even God helping me, what if you know my secret, you are destined not to live."

Mu Yutong smiled arrogantly and contemptuously, "Don't worry, according to what you said, after I go out, I will burn more incense in front of your grave every year during the Qingming Festival." ”

Tong Luoning didn't bother to pay attention to Mu Yutong, who had fallen into the madness of his own imagination, with a pair of clear black eyes, looking at Yuan Qing unsettled for a moment.

Coldly, a certain thought has already popped up.

"You are a mother and daughter, you are Mu Yutong's biological mother."

It's not a question, it's full of affirmation.

has a similar appearance, and for the sake of Mu Yutong, he is willing to bow down and do this kind of thing, even if the more important thing at the moment is to save himself, according to his seniority, as well as the flexibility of his movements, Mu Yutong should be allowed to come.

But they weren't.

Mu Yutong enjoyed the services of the middle-aged woman with peace of mind, and was in the mood to mock her here.

Who else can selflessly dedicate to this extent, except for close relatives?

How ridiculous.

Yuan Qing's movements suddenly became extremely stiff, as if he had been pointed.

Mu Yutong's eyes narrowed, glared at Tong Luoning viciously, and then lowered his head, angrily angry at Yuan Qing and urged, "Look at your saliva, it's disgusting, stop and do what, don't hurry up!" ”

After speaking, she insulted Tong Luoning again, "You are already dying, it is better to wait quietly and wait for death, and stop doing unnecessary useless struggles." ”

Tong Luoning stared at Yuan Qing, "Auntie, Mu Yutong is so disrespectful to you, aren't you angry?" ”

"Bai Ning! You slut, Hugh wants to sow discord! ”

"Auntie, in order to chase fame and fortune, she is unwilling to admit that you are your biological mother, isn't she a little unwilling and disappointed?"

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