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

"Hey! My sister is injured, and he hugged a woman outside! Shameless!" Cheng Yuan floated in from the outside, and floated directly to Chu Luo's hospital bed.

"Hey, how are you? You didn't hurt your vitals!"

Chu Luo stared at her with deep eyes.

Cheng Yuan looked guilty and turned her head, "Fortunately, no vitals were hurt, let me tell you! You don't even know that since the dinner, Miaomiao and I have automatically popped out of the Chu family's villa."

"If it wasn't for the live broadcast, we wouldn't even know that such a big thing happened to you inside."

"Fortunately, we watched the live broadcast, otherwise..."

She shook her head.

Chu Luo: "Did you use a love bottle?"

Cheng Yuan avoided her sight.

"Where's Huo Xiaoming?"

Cheng Yuan laughed dryly.

"Cheng Yuan, I said that there is something wrong with the love sealing bottle. The runes on it are not simply sealing love." Chu Luo's voice was cold.

Cheng Yuan had no choice but to turn her head and look at her, "I have no choice either! This is your death, and we can't go in to save you! If you don't have spiritual power, how can you fight against the darling of heaven!"

"Maybe, he really died at this dinner."

After she finished speaking, she added, "Don't worry, I asked Huo Xiaoming, he was voluntary, he was super voluntary, and he agreed directly before I finished speaking."

Chu Luo lowered his eyelids halfway, "Tell me, what's going on?"

……

"Sister Luoluo is so beautiful! Much prettier than Chu Ran."

Cheng Yuan sneered, "Of course!"

They were just about to take a closer look, when suddenly a strong thrust pushed them out of the Chu family's villa in an instant.

One big and one small stood outside the gate of Chu's villa.

People passing by pass through their transparent soul bodies.

"Sister Yuanyuan, what's going on?" Song Miaomiao felt strange.

Cheng Yuan held Song Miaomiao's hand, frowned and said, "I don't know, try again!"

The two floated towards the villa again, but when they approached the villa, they were bounced away again.

Cheng Yuan rubbed her chin, "Someone deliberately used a mysterious prop to prevent us from getting close."

It seems that Chu Luo is really going to be targeted.

Song Miaomiao sighed, "Then what should I do? I still want to watch the banquet?"

The two soul bodies looked at each other helplessly.

Started to circle the villa to see where they could go in.

After walking around the villa for several times, without finding any openings, Cheng Yuan, who was bounced off again, waved her hand and said helplessly, "Forget it, it seems that I really can't get in."

"Then what should we do? Can't we see Sister Luoluo's birthday party?"

"There is a picture, the picture is transmitted..."

A voice of surprise came.

Cheng Yuan looked over and saw a few young girls squatting not far from the Chu family's villa, each with a mobile phone in their hands, watching the screen with relish.

Two soul bodies floated past.

"Wow! It's the live broadcast of Sister Luoluo's birthday party!"

Cheng Yuan looked at the group of young girls, and at the tools beside her, "I always feel that the visitors are not kind!"

They surrounded the group of little girls and watched the live broadcast of the birthday party.

"Quick, open the shield!"

When Song Zhinan was giving Chu Luo a gift, a girl next to him spoke.

Another girl sighed, "It's a pity for such a beautiful and romantic scene."

"We are all for Su Mei. If it wasn't for Chu Luo, how could Su Mei quit the circle and be slandered and robbed of other people's women?"

"It's all this woman's fault!"

"She doesn't deserve such a beautiful scene!"

Saying that, the girl directly opened the jammer.

With the opening of the jammer, the drones fell from the sky with a crackling sound.

The beautiful scene became a picture of mocking Chu Luo.

Several girls are together, high-fiving each other.

One of them said viciously: "Chu Luo, this is just the beginning. The wonderful things are yet to come."

Song Miaomiao shrank beside Cheng Yuan, "Sister Yuanyuan, they seem to be bullying Sister Luoluo! What should I do?"

Cheng Yuan looked in the direction of Chu's villa.

Death!

She originally thought that with her here, she would be able to help Chu Luo even if there was a death calamity.

But now...

Cheng Yuan let out a breath, grabbed Song Miaomiao's hand, "Let's go back to Hua Wan first, and ask her to contact Huo Xiaoming."

If it is really a death robbery!

Huo Xiaoming is the only one who can beat Chu Luo!

Back in the courtyard, I found Hua Wan who was watching TV.

Hua Wan looked at them in surprise, "Didn't you accompany Miss to the birthday party? Why did you come back so soon?"

Cheng Yuan looked serious, "Call Huo Xiaoming and ask where he is?"

She flew upstairs, and came down with a love bottle in her hand after a while, "Did you ask?"

"Yes. Mr. Huo said that he had a car accident on the expressway just entering Jiangcheng and got stuck on the road."

Cheng Yuan clapped her hands, "Let's rush over now."

"Ah!" Hua Wan was puzzled as she ran outside, "What happened?"

"Big deal! It's about Chu Luo's big deal."

When mentioning Chu Luo, Hua Wan didn't ask any more questions, and started the car directly, driving to the high speed quickly.

They were heading down the highway, and the two cars met.

In Huo Xiaoming's current situation, Cheng Yuan could not be seen at all, and Cheng Yuan could only let Hua Wan take her into Huo Xiaoming's car.

When Hua Wan saw Huo Xiaoming, she was shocked, "Mr. Huo, why do you look like this?"

Huo Xiaoming was in a terrible mess, with injuries on his elbows and head.

"There was a small car accident."

Hua Wan frowned: "It doesn't look like a small car accident."

As she spoke, she noticed that Huo Xiaoming was holding a mobile phone, which was live broadcasting the birthday party of the twin girls of the Chu family.

It was the difference between the two brothers of the Chu family that made Chu Luo embarrassing in public.

Huo Xiaoming frowned into Sichuan characters.

A gloomy aura exudes from the whole person.

The car was still driving forward, he urged, "speed up."

"Yes."

The driver speeded up and the car passed quickly on the road.

Huo Xiaoming's eyes fell on the screen, "What do you want from me?"

Hua Wan looked at Cheng Yuan.

Cheng Yuan said something, Hua Wan said something.

While speaking, Hua Wan's eyes became more horrified, and she looked at Cheng Yuan in disbelief, "What you said is true? Today is the death of Miss?"

Cheng Yuan was also looking at the phone screen, seeing Wu Zhongshan and his wife making trouble.

She gritted her teeth, "Yes! If there is no abundant spiritual power to fight against the darling of heaven, Chu Luo will die today."

Hua Wan was anxious, "Then what should I do?"

Huo Xiaoming finally raised his eyes, facing the void.

Obviously Huo Xiaoming couldn't see her, but Cheng Yuan still trembled at the sight.

With a trembling voice, she turned her wish power into spiritual power and said it.

"Cheng Yuan said, Mr. Huo, you have an unusual fate, and your wish power can greatly enhance Miss's spiritual power."

"But because Mr. Huo likes Miss, your wish power cannot be transformed into spiritual power."

"Only by sealing Mr. Huo's liking for Miss, can Mr. Huo's wish power be transformed into spiritual power."

Huo Xiaoming said directly: "How?"

Hua Wan hesitated for a while, then took the love bottle, "This is the love bottle, Mr. Huo poured his own blood into it, silently read Miss's name, and then read out Miss' birthday."

Huo Xiaoming took the love bottle without hesitation.

He took the knife from the car, cut his finger directly, and dripped blood into it.

Hua Wan repeated Cheng Yuan's words, "Cheng Yuan said, Mr. Huo, don't worry, it's very easy to unseal the love bottle. After the lady's death is over this time, let the lady unseal the love bottle. At that time, Mr. Huo The affection for Miss will come back."

Huo Xiaoming was already holding the bottle, silently reciting Chu Luo's name.

In the last step, he was about to read Chu Luo's birth date when he suddenly opened his eyes and asked, "Does Chu Luo know about this?"

Hua Wan looked at Cheng Yuan, and then replied: "Cheng Yuan said, Miss knew about it a long time ago. But Miss said, Mr. Huo's feelings belong to your own feelings, and no one can dispose of your feelings at will."

A gentle smile appeared on Huo Xiaoming's face, "It's something she can say."

His feelings, of course, can only be handled by himself.

Huo Xiaoming silently recited Chu Luo's birth date in his heart.

A slight tingling pain spread throughout his body.

Densely packed, it seems that every cell in the body is being pulled by a force.

Before falling into darkness, Chu Luo's face flashed in Huo Xiaoming's mind.

She looked at him with clear and cold eyes, didn't smile, but frowned slightly.

A white mist floated from nowhere, rising from Chu Luo's feet.

Covering bit by bit, until Chu Luo's whole body was shrouded in white mist.

Chu Luo!

Chu Luo...