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

Huo Xiaoming looked at Xi Bai coldly, "Do you give me a choice?"

Xi Bai propped his chin with one hand and looked at Huo Xiaoming from the side. "People are saying outside how powerful Mr. Huo of the Huo Group is and how he built the Huo Group into a business empire."

"I originally thought I would see some kind of hero, but I didn't expect..."

"He is also a man trapped in love!"

"It seems that the ancients really said it."

"It's so hard for a hero to be a beauty!"

Huo Xiaoming half-closed his eyes, "Are you sure your method is useful?"

"Mr. Huo doesn't believe me, but does he also not believe that you have a first-grade talisman hanging around your neck?" Xi Bai looked at the talisman paper greedily, "That is the only first-grade talisman in the world."

"Over the years, I don't know how many evil monks have gone to great lengths to plot against Mr. Huo just for that one first-grade spiritual talisman."

Huo Xiaoming looked down at the talisman, then turned around and looked outside.

Xi Bai slipped and the chair slid to Huo Xiaoming's side.

Looking down with Huo Xiaoming.

Fleeing people.

The roaring demons.

The members who were chasing him.

Xi Bai placed his hands on the back of the chair and rested his chin on his elbows, "It's so pitiful to be a human being."

"I'm just very curious, is Mr. Huo doing this for the human race? Or for Chu Luo?"

Huo Xiaoming: "It has nothing to do with you."

"Ha!" Xi Bai stood up. There was already noisy footsteps outside. "Then I will wait for good news from Mr. Huo. The future of the entire human race will be handed over to Mr. Huo who understands the righteousness of the cause!"

After saying this, he disappeared.

Huo Xiaoming was the only one left in the huge office.

He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the desk with a gloomy expression.

Chu Luo walked over and stood beside Huo Xiaoming. Following his gaze, he saw the photos placed on the desk.

It was her wedding photo with Huo Xiaoming.

They got married in a hurry, and their wedding photos were also taken in a hurry. They were all taken at Huo's house and Chu Yunguan Ri.

Huo Xiaoming walked over, picked up the photo, and looked at Chu Luo in the photo inch by inch.

He stretched out his finger and gently touched Chu Luo in the photo.

"Chu Luo, it's really tiring to wait for someone with no return date."

"Don't you monks get tired when you wait? Years and time are just numbers to you."

He whispered softly to Chu Luo in the photo.

Chu Luo, who was standing next to him, slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at Huo Xiaoming.

Huo Xiaoming in front of him actually looked painful.

Chu Luo's hand holding the sword was shaking slightly.

She should have killed him.

Heart demon.

Deserve to be killed.

He is not the real Huo Xiaoming.

He is just a demon in his heart.

kill him.

Chu Luo, kill him.

The real Huo Xiaoming is outside.

One voice after another filled Chu Luo's head.

She told herself over and over again.

But he couldn't lift the sword in his hand.

This is not the inner demon Huo Xiaoming.

This is the real past.

It was something that actually happened when she was not with Huo Xiaoming.

"Huo Xiaoming, what are you doing?" Su Xiangyang and others pushed the door open.

Following behind him were Ji Zai and Zhai Rou, who were also ghosts.

Huo Xiaoming's eyes were still on the photo. He rubbed the photo lightly with his fingers a few times, then put it down expressionlessly. "Use me and the first-grade spiritual talisman on my body as the boundary to seal the already opened passage to the divine realm."

He looked at Ji Zai: "I have a formation here. As a member of the Ji family, you should be able to tell whether this formation is useful or not."

Ji Zai took the formation diagram and looked at it. "It's useful. But do you know the consequences of this formation?"

"Your soul will be torn apart. No one can endure such pain."

"Once your soul is shattered, this formation will no longer exist."

Huo Xiaoming took out another picture and said, "The blood pool can forcibly bind my body and soul together. As long as I am not dead and the formation is not destroyed, the passage to the divine realm cannot be opened."

"The gods will not come."

"No, no, no." Su Xiangyang hurriedly shook his head, "We can't do this. Huo Xiaoming, although that Chu Luo is fake, but...but the real minister will come back."

Huo Xiaoming: "I know she will come back."

"Then wait patiently for her to come back." Su Xiangyang said directly, "This is what our office should do. Just wait patiently for her to come back."

Huo Xiaoming turned his head and looked outside. "When she comes back, will she see the destroyed world?"

He looked at Su Xiangyang, "If you all die, will I have a good ending?"

Su Xiangyang: "..."

Ji Zai: "Although the blood pool can forcibly bind your soul and body together, it cannot repair your torn soul. Have you ever thought that you might... be worse off dead than alive."

Huo Xiaoming: "So... do you have a better solution?"

The scene was quiet.

"If not, don't waste your time."

"Every second you hesitate, one more person will die below."

"Did you hear the screams outside?"

No one dared to speak.

Huo Xiaoming: "Get ready! Set up the formation as quickly as possible."

Su Xiangyang stared at Huo Xiaoming for a long time, then laughed at himself, "What should we say when she comes back?"

Huo Xiaoming: "...If she comes back, I will talk to her in person."

"The premise is that she really will come back."

……

As soon as the black dragon entered the spiritual platform, he noticed something unusual.

He frowned and quickly shuttled through the white spiritual platform.

The spirit platform was shaking, and screams could be heard faintly in the vast white space.

Suddenly, he kicked something under his feet and looked down.

It's actually...

Huo Xiaoming's body.

In the white fog, there were corpses of Huo Xiaoming everywhere, all of them had been killed by a ruthless sword, and blood was spurting everywhere.

He stood in the spirit platform filled with Huo Xiaoming's corpse, his expression stunned.

Then he burst out laughing.

"So your inner demon is Huo Xiaoming!"

He kicked the body of Huo Xiaoming under him with disgust.

“How cruel!”

After exploring his spiritual platform, he quickly flashed to a familiar building.

His eyes turned slightly cold.

“It is here.”

He stood in front of the office door and waited for a long time.

Didn't wait for the scene to end.

Judging from the speed of Chu Luo's attack, Huo Xiaoming inside should have been killed by now!

Waited for a while.

Nothing is expected.

Instead, the spiritual platform will be infected by the negative energy even more seriously.

This means that the inner demon is even more serious.

He frowned and pushed the door open.

As soon as he entered, he said directly, "So many times before, I just killed him directly. Why can't I do it this time..."

He swallowed the rest of the words.

He glanced at the scene in the office.

Huo Xiaoming was hanging in a pool of blood by twenty-four ropes.

His soul was slowly being torn apart.

Huo Xiaoming, who was in the pool of blood, cried out in pain again and again.

The soul was torn apart alive, the process was slow but painful.

It was a pain that made one want to die immediately.

But he won't die yet.

The pool of blood sustained his life, tightly binding his soul and body together.

He could feel his soul being torn apart bit by bit by the talisman.