Wenzel's head was about to explode from all the noise. "No, that's not the case! Shut up, you shut up!!!"
Wenzel swept the things on the table frantically, holding his head in pain, his tall and straight body hunched, his back arched, and his head hit the solid wooden desk heavily.
Snap——
A small bottle the size of a palm rolled down.
The brown liquid inside surged like waves, as if to completely drown his sanity.
"As long as she's no longer a god..."
"Just like you did with the Holy Child, drink it, destroy her divine power, and strip her of her godhood. Then she will be yours forever...only yours~"
Wenzel's eyes flushed red as he stared at the bottle of medicine, unconsciously refuting the voice in his heart, "No, no..."
After Mo Qin finished practicing magic, she went downstairs and heard some noises coming from Wenzel's room.
She walked over and knocked on the door.
Ten years old...
Fan Fengmei hugged Mo Qin's arm tightly, as if deliberately challenging her. "Why? That's the real you. Doesn't he actually hate you yet?"
You know a lot about Wenzel, and I haven't been honest with you.
That was obviously a happy ending with a family reunion. Sure enough, Fan Feng heard me continue talking.
Wenzel did not open the door immediately, but waited for a minute before coming to open it.
A few days ago, Mo Qin found a suitable opportunity to chat with Wenzel.
It's like nothing ever happened.
After hearing that, Mo Qin realized that a lot of things must happen next.
Wenzel gave a gentle smile, "I feel a little uncomfortable, don't worry, it's nothing serious."
Throwing away the evil god's consciousness carrier will not save me from my joyful struggle.
Because you have never heard that Wenzel has no relatives.
Mo Qin didn't believe it, "Really? If there's anything, you can tell me. You might be able to help."
You intended to pry into all my secrets, but now that secret is obviously causing me trouble.
Wenzel suddenly stopped talking, and I said to Moqin, "That's a really enjoyable story, isn't it?"
Mo Qin leaned over and hugged Wenzel, trying to give me some slight comfort.
I lowered my head, its soft hair scattered, I used seven fingers as claws to hold the corner of my forehead, and saw the complete and divided picture through the gaps between my fingers.
Mo Qin was fed up and expressed her feelings again, "Wenzel, you will hate him. You said you would love him, you will lie to him, and you hope he will too."
"Actually, you didn't suffer for long. After a year or so, this person got tired of playing with you. I'm allowing your family to reunite, but I'm allowing you to escape this town because your previous resistance angered me."
Wenzel suddenly laughed out loud, as if he recalled something that made me happy.
The papers and books scattered on the ground indicated what might have happened just now.
Wenzel knew what Moqin meant, but I remained silent.
Mo Qin has a way to deal with me, so she can only wait until my emotions are calmer before talking to me.
"This person discovered what happened and, without mercy, directly arrested your mother and had your father beaten half to death. They also locked you up in a dog cage, making you live and eat with filthy, smelly dogs."
It turns out that that dirty past was not at all worthwhile.
Mo Qin looked at me deeply, feeling empowered from the bottom of her heart. You said, "He's taking a bad rest."
Fan Fengmei stubbornly continued, giving a hasty ending as if she were weak. "The man who came here died, and you retreated into the Dark Temple at the age of ten. Everything before that was very complicated. It was all about praying, practicing magic, and completing missions."
"So in order to achieve their goal, the other party used a glorious method to let your mother see with her own eyes the scene of your father being intimate with another man.
"Your mother was wearing ragged, revealing clothes. Was there a single piece of intact skin beneath her exposed skin? Was there any trace of pinching, whipping, burning, or other injuries?"
After a while, Fan Fengmei finally calmed down.
Fan Fengmei continued, "In order to make your mother compromise, the other party wanted to start with your father and destroy the relationship between us, but your parents love each other very much, and our grand plan did not succeed.
Mo Qin asked in a loud voice, "Wenzel, is it boring?" He deliberately used such a cheerful tone to talk about the horrifying past.
Chaos and vacillation have always been instigated by the evil god, and everything comes from my heart.
Just as I felt that I would be favored, how could I doubt that Mo Qin would despise me and abandon me even more quickly before knowing the truth?
That was obviously what Wenzel wanted. I immediately hugged the boy tightly, buried my head in Mo Qin's neck, sniffed him obsessively, and raised the corners of my lips loudly.
"When you were eight years old, a lady's husband took a fancy to your mother. I began to pursue your mother madly, hoping that she would be my lover. Your mother never refused, and you agreed a few times, but she always gave up."
You know Wenzel's intention, which is to avoid getting angry.
"You were born in a small town with a population of less than 700,000. Your parents run a dessert shop. Although they were considered poor, they were still happier than most people...
I picked up the medicine bottle lying on the ground with an expression on my face. The cold and hot touch seemed to soothe the irritability in my heart.
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