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

Xing Ziqing came to her senses and rushed over, hugging Song Miaomiao.

Xing Ziqing didn't have a real feeling until she actually held her daughter in her arms.

"Miaomiao, my daughter!"

Song Miaomiao was also taken aback for a moment, and opened her round eyes, "Mom, mom, have you come to save me?"

She didn't know she was dead yet.

I thought I was just taken away by bad guys.

"Mom, Dad's secretary is a bad aunt. She lied to Miaomiao, saying she would send Miaomiao to celebrate her birthday. But she sent Miaomiao to a bad uncle. That bad uncle..."

As Song Miaomiao was talking, her memory suddenly disconnected.

That was the scariest time when she was young.

Instinctively, he forgot when he was killed.

As she thought about it, her clear eyes gradually turned red, and the clear aura around her became cold and gloomy.

"Think less." Chu Luo tapped Song Miaomiao's forehead with one finger.

Those thick and gloomy ghosts disappeared instantly.

"She died in vain. Fortunately, she was young, ignorant, and her memory is not deep. Otherwise, she would have turned into a ghost after so many years."

After listening to her daughter's words and Chu Luo's explanation, Xing Ziqing cried even louder.

her daughter!

Her daughter who didn't even have her fifth birthday!

Song Yunqing was so guilty that he was about to pass out, "Miao Miao, I'm Dad!"

"Dad!" Song Miaomiao rushed over, hugging Song Yunqing's calf, "Dad, Auntie Secretary is a bad person!"

"Father knows." Song Yunqing knelt down and hugged her, "It's my fault, it's my father who hurt you."

Holding her daughter in her arms, Song Yunqing wished she could kill Yao Cui first and then kill herself.

Song Zhinan had always been foolish, but seeing his parents and sister hugging each other at this moment, his eyes were also slightly reddened.

The Song family hugged each other and wept so much that they drowned in the sea. Chu Luo reminded: "If you have anything to say, please hurry up. She died in vain. It is not good to stay in the world for too long. I will send her to the underworld as soon as possible."

Xing Ziqing hugged her daughter subconsciously, "Luo Luo, is there no other way?"

Chu Luo said mercilessly, "Yin and Yang are separated, it's not good for her to stay in the Yang world."

Xing Ziqing: "..."

She hugged her daughter tightly.

Going to the underworld is indeed the best choice for my daughter.

But she...

Song Yunqing was also reluctant, but he was calmer than his wife, and wiped away his tears, "Zhinan, come here and see your sister."

Song Zhinan came over, he looked at the little girl in front of him a little embarrassed, "Sister, I'm Zhinan."

Song Miaomiao tilted her head and smiled cutely, "You are my younger brother! You have grown so tall, my brother is really tall!"

She walked up to Song Zhinan, stretched out her little hand and patted his calf, "My brother, be good! Don't make Mom and Dad angry."

This childish and sensible words made the Song family red-eyed again.

Probably it was really a blood relationship, Song Zhinan felt sore in his heart.

Chu Luo ruthlessly interrupted the Song family's tender moments, "I'll send her to the underworld."

Xing Ziqing cried again.

Song Yunqing hugged her without stopping her.

Song Zhinan also lowered his head, not speaking sullenly.

Song Miaomiao knew that she was going to leave, so she obediently waved at her parents and younger brother, and walked to Chu Luo's side.

Chu Luo asked the Song family to light incense and draw amulets.

After the talisman finished burning under the flames, a gust of wind blew.

All the Song family in the room shivered involuntarily.