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

Huo Xiaoming was silent all the way.

When they got to the side of the road, the military personnel were preparing to move the cage full of runes into the car.

Sang Hua, who was originally slumped in the cage, saw Chu Luo who was standing on the side of the road and hugged by Huo Xiaoming.

A smile appeared on his ferocious and terrifying face, "Chu Luo, Chu Luo, you and I have already paid a big gift, you are already my wife."

The cage was carried onto the cart, and the curtain covered with red runes was drawn up.

But the voice still came from inside, "Chu Luo, I am the only one in this world who can unlock the talisman. No one else can unlock it except me."

The car gradually drove away, and the sound gradually faded away.

Huo Xiaoming hugged Chu Luo and strode towards the car on the side of the road.

He bent down and put Chu Luo into the car, and sat in it himself.

Hua Wan pursed her mouth and sat in the co-pilot seat with her backpack in her arms. Out of the corner of her eye, she secretly looked at Huo Xiaoming and Chu Luo in the back seat, and then quickly looked away.

The atmosphere between Miss and Mr. Huo is not right!

The car drove to the hospital smoothly. For the sake of confidentiality, it was Huo's private hospital.

With Huo Xiaoming's arrangement, doctors were already prepared in the hospital, and the injured people were arranged for examination soon.

"Miss Chu's lungs are ruptured, and she needs to be recuperated without surgery." The doctor looked at the film and said to Huo Xiaoming.

Huo Xiaoming hummed.

Hua Wan obediently followed the doctor out to get the medicine.

Only Chu Luo and Huo Xiaoming were left in the ward.

Huo Xiaoming sat on the edge of the hospital bed with his eyes half downcast. As soon as Chu Luo moved, he raised his head, "What do you want?"

"water."

He got up and poured a glass of warm water to Chu Luo, and when Chu Luo finished drinking, he took the glass and put it aside, and sat silently by the hospital bed again.

Chu Luo: "..."

Seeing the feeling that Huo Xiaoming was about to sit in the ward into the palace of Hades, she said softly: "My injury will heal soon. Practitioners are different from ordinary people, and their bodies are also different from ordinary people."

Huo Xiaoming raised his eyes to look at her, and raised the corner of his mouth, with a half-smile, "Did Master Chu forget that just last month, Master, you were almost killed by a dagger."

Chu Luo frowned slightly, "That was an accident."

"An accident can kill you."

Chu Luo: "...that is my own life."

Huo Xiaoming's eyes suddenly sank.

Silence spread until they returned to the hotel.

Hua Wan even controlled her breathing the whole time, until she and Chu Luo entered the suite, she exhaled heavily, "Master Huo Jiu deserves to be Master Huo Jiu, this aura..."

Chu Luo sat aside, cross-legged and adjusted his breath.

"Miss, are you angry too?"

Hua Wan could see that it wasn't just Huo Xiaoming who was angry, even Chu Luo was faintly angry.

Chu Luo squeezed her hands together and said nothing.

Sitting aside, Hua Wan said while packing her backpack, "Miss, you don't even know how anxious Mr. Huo is. After he came, he was about to break in and was stopped by the military."

"Later, through the Huo family's relationship, I learned about your plan, and I was very worried."

"He didn't sleep a wink for two nights."

Although Hua Wan herself was worried about Chu Luo, she still couldn't bear her body and leaned aside for several hours.

Every time she opened her eyes, she could see Huo Xiaoming facing the direction of the stone bridge, frowning.

Like a stone statue.

"Miss, Mr. Huo is really worried about you."

"I know Miss is very powerful. Although I am worried, I trust Miss. But Mr. Huo is different..."

Hua Wan thought for a while and found a way to say, "Mr. Huo worries about you as an ordinary girl, Miss."

"It's also possible that no matter how powerful you are, miss, Mr. Huo can't help but worry about you."

Chu Luo slowly opened her eyes, she was still wearing a messy wedding dress.

Seeing her open her eyes, Hua Wan took out clean clothes, "Miss, do you want to wash up? Change your clothes."

"Ah."

5802.

This is Huo Xiaoming's room number.

Chu Luo stood in front of this room number, she stretched out her hand and rang the doorbell.

The door opens.

Huo Xiaoming, who was covered in warm steam, stood behind the door.

He was wearing a white bathrobe, with a white towel on his head, and the water droplets on his black hair rolled down one by one.

Some fell on the bathrobe, and some fell from the tip of the hair to the neck, all the way down, into the slightly open bathrobe.

"Come in!" He stepped aside, Chu Luo hesitated for two seconds, then walked in.

The door slammed shut behind him.

Huo Xiaoming walked inside while wiping his hair, "What do you want to drink?"

"No. I'm here to apologize."

Huo Xiaoming, who was pouring water, paused for a moment. He tore off the towel, and his wet black hair covered his eyes a little in front of his forehead, "Apologize?"

"You care about me, and I shouldn't blame you for being angry."

From childhood to adulthood, no matter what, she is in charge of herself.

No matter how big or small, she has to make up her own mind.

Including her life.

She didn't understand why Huo Xiaoming was angry?

She was obviously fine, and even caught the ghost king Sanghua.

As long as Sang Hua is interrogated, he will know how to unlock the talisman, which is also good for Huo Xiaoming.

But he was very angry.

Chu Luo didn't understand.

but……

Hua Wan is right.

Huo Xiaoming was worried about her, she shouldn't speak coldly.

So, she came to apologize.

Huo Xiaoming came over with the crystal cup and put the cup aside, "Do you know why I'm angry?"

Chu Luo nodded, "I don't care about my body and life, which makes you worry."

Huo Xiaoming: "You're half right."

He bent down slightly, put his hands on both sides of Chu Luo's sofa, and trapped her between his arms in a condescending and controlling manner.

"Chu Luo, do you know?"

"Half a month ago, the Chu family invested in a big-budget Xianxia movie, and it cost hundreds of millions just to serve Huadao."

"In order to convince me to invest, the director sent me the finished costumes."

"That night, I had a dream. I dreamed that you were getting married in that fairy wedding dress."

Chu Luo didn't know why, but he felt spiritual power surging all over his body.

He leaned over slightly, and with a hoarse voice, he asked muffled in her ear, "Chu Luo, tell me, who did I dream of marrying?"

Chu Luo stretched out his hand and pushed away the oppressive Huo Xiaoming, but he clasped his wrists on both sides of the sofa.

She could use her spiritual power to break free, but she let Huo Xiaoming press her hand and question her presumptuously and stubbornly in her ear.

"Chu Luo, I'm very angry."

"Especially when you know you're going to marry someone."

Chu Luo: "It's fake."

Huo Xiaoming continued as if he didn't hear, "When you came out wearing a red wedding dress..."

Chu Luo: "It's to deceive Sang Hua. Only in this way can Su Xiangyang and the others enter the ghost domain with Sang Hua's consent."

Huo Xiaoming: "But I'm still angry. I know I shouldn't, but I'm still angry."

"I'm angry with you, and I'm even more angry with myself."

After he finished speaking, he loosened his gripped hands, turned over and sat on the side of the sofa, raised his arms to cover his eyes, and said in a muffled voice, "Chu Luo, I know I shouldn't, and I know I'm not qualified."

"But I'm still angry."

He bit his lips annoyed, "If I also cultivate, can I go in with you?"

Chu Luo blinked and stared at Huo Xiaoming for a while, "You're not good at all."

Huo Xiaoming pulled his arm away abruptly, and looked sideways at Chu Luo.

There was consternation in his eyes.

Under Chu Luo's serious eyes, he couldn't help laughing, and the low pressure around him dissipated instantly.

Chu Luo: "..."

Only then did she understand why Huo Xiaoming was angry.

But why is he smiling so happily now?