The real daughter of the group pet is actually a Taoist boss

Chu Luo frowned slightly, "You entered the ghost temple with me?"

Huo Xiaoming nodded.

Chu Luo frowned even more.

She looked at Huo Xiaoming carefully, as if she wanted to see him thoroughly.

Although the ghost temple is a yin temple, it is extremely xenophobic, and will not allow the same yin thing to enter.

Both Song Miaomiao and Cheng Yuan couldn't get in.

Only Huo Xiaoming can enter.

Not only did he go in, but even after he went in, she couldn't feel him.

There is only one possibility.

Huo Xiaoming was even stronger than she predicted.

His soul body can make the ghost temple fearful and let him go.

Chu Luo looked at Huo Xiaoming carefully, but found no difference from before, so he said: "You still don't want to go out by yourself."

"You are like Tang Monk now, any monsters want to bite you to gain longevity."

Huo Xiaoming nodded and agreed, "You haven't told me what you saw in the ghost temple?"

Chu Luo: "..."

Huo Xiaoming: "I heard the conversation between you and that thing."

"The ghost temple can make people have the strongest longing in their hearts. Chu Luo, do you have longing too?"

Huo Xiaoming was very curious.

He is not a person who likes to pry into other people's privacy, but at this moment he wants to know what Chu Luo's deep desire is.

Even when facing the Chu family, Chu Luo could handle it with equanimity.

No matter whether the Chu family treats her well or not, she can accept it calmly.

But in the ghost temple, Chu Luo unexpectedly fell into the environment, with a happy smile on her face.

That kind of smile, like a little girl her age.

Laugh wantonly, laugh without scruples.

He had never seen Chu Luo like that before.

It's like a god who was pulled into the mortal world from the altar, stained with the world of mortals.

Chu Luo lowered his eyelids, "Everyone will have desires. I am also human, of course I will."

"Then what is your desire?"

Chu Luo raised her eyes slowly, met Huo Xiaoming's gaze, pursed her lips and did not speak.

Huo Xiaoming continued to ask: "Who is Rui Yunzhou?"

Chu Luo's eyes turned cold, "This is not something you should ask."

She stood up, "I'm going to rest, please leave."

Huo Xiaoming didn't press anymore, but looked at Chu Luo who was extremely angry, and his heart sank.

This Rui Yunzhou is very important to Chu Luo, so important that it can make her mood fluctuate greatly.

Huo Xiaoming floated out of Chu Luo's room.

When he left completely, Chu Luo let out a breath, walked to the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down in it.

Rui Yunzhou!

Rui Yunzhou!

Rui Yunzhou!

She silently recited the name in her heart, and as she recited it, she almost spit out the name through her teeth.

Homestay on the other side.

Yan Qu sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the number on the phone screen, moving his fingers on it, hesitating for a while, and then clicked to dial.

After a while, it was connected over there.

"Hello there!"

It was Yun'er's voice.

Yan Qu's heart skipped a beat, he opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't.

"Hello? Is there something wrong? If you don't say anything, I'll hang up!"

"Don't hang up!" Yan Qu's voice was hoarse, "I'm Yan Qu."

The other side was quiet for a few seconds, then asked with a smile: "Why do you think of calling me! Are you inviting me to your wedding? Sorry, I'm not in China now, I'm in Iceland."

Yan Qu subconsciously said: "No, I'm not married. Why are you in Iceland?"

"My husband was urgently transferred to work in Iceland, and I came to accompany him."

Yan Qu: "..."

His hand holding the phone tightened inexplicably, his lips trembling, "Old...husband? Are you married?"

"That's right! Don't you know? When I got married, didn't I send wedding invitations to my uncles and aunts? Didn't they tell you?"

Yan Qu: "..."

A man's low voice came from over there, "Wife, who's calling?"

"My childhood neighbor."

Yan Qu: "..."

childhood neighbors.

When the other party hung up, he didn't know.

All he knew was that his heart was throbbing with pain, and he fell down on the quilt in pain, curled up into a ball.