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

"I know."

"I know you're still going!" Su Xiangyang frowned, "The other party tried their best to remove you from this game because they feel that if you are in this game, it will definitely affect their plans."

With that said, he pulled Chu Luo outside a little more.

"It is indeed a pity about Sun Yajing, but we can let Cheng Yuan take Hu Xiaoli, Jing Jiayan and the others."

"One of them is a thousand-year-old female ghost, a thousand-year-old fox demon, and a Buddhist snake demon. If the three of them can't get along..."

"The other party is trying to force me to leave." Chu Luo interrupted Su Xiangyang.

"If I don't leave, the other party will definitely have a back-up plan."

"Then the game..." Su Xiangyang was anxious.

Chu Luo: "The Demon King Competition was originally just used by us for recruitment. We are not really eyeing the position of Demon King."

Su Xiangyang looked at the various demons outside the courtyard and thought of Ming Kun and Jiuling Yuansheng. "The Demon King should have been born between Ming Kun and Jiuling Yuansheng."

As for which one between the two of them?

In Su Xiangyang's mind, there appeared the violent but naive Ming Kun, and the ruthless but gluttonous Jiuling Yuan Sheng.

I couldn't help but tremble all over.

It's not a good thing for either of these two to be the demon king.

He went through the demon world information in his mind and grabbed Chu Luo, "How about you leave Jing Jiayan and Hu Xiaoli alone. I will do some internal manipulation and let one of them be the demon king."

Chu Luo motioned to the two demons standing over there, "Go and talk to them yourself."

Over there, Hu Xiaoli's brows were condensed and his eyes were staring at the tablet.

Jing Jiayan also pursed her lips and said nothing.

Chu Luo: "They are friends with Sun Yajing. My friend died tragically, and I can't say anything to tell them not to go."

Su Xiangyang: "..."

He looked at Chu Luo, "Are you your friend too?"

Chu Luo did not answer, but just warned, "With the status of Nine Spirits Yuansheng, he does not need to be the demon king. Ming Kun may stand with him, but remember to protect the camp during the battle."

Seeing that Chu Luo had made up his mind, Su Xiangyang stopped trying to persuade him, "I understand. If it is really Ming Kun's turn to duel with Jiu Ling Yuansheng, I will ask Lang Gan to build a barrier."

"Don't worry! I'm here...and Mr. Huo."

He paused and grabbed Chu Luo's arm again, "Mr. Huo, you have to stay for me, right?"

Chu Luo: "I will only take Hu Xiaoli and Jing Jiayan with me. Chu Yun Guanri and everyone else will stay. If necessary, please find Cheng Yuan."

"it is good."

After Chu Luo finished explaining, he took two steps outside and saw Huo Xiaoming.

Huo Xiaoming was communicating with his secretary. When he saw Chu Luo coming over, he asked the secretary to leave, "I already know the matter. Do you need help?"

Chu Luo shook his head, "The other party is here for this competition. You will be safe when I leave."

Huo Xiaoming nodded, "Don't worry, you can go about your own business. My team and I will take care of this game."

"People in the office should also learn to be more independent. They can't rely on you for everything."

Chu Luo looked at Huo Xiaoming, raised his lips and smiled, "I will finish it as soon as possible and come back."

"Ah."

After explaining everything, Chu Luo left directly with Hu Xiaoli and Jing Jiayan.

Jinli Mountain.

Surrounded by mountains and towering dense forests.

It is winter in the north, but in Jinli Mountain in Yuncheng, the foliage is lush and the trees are shady.

"Do you know Miss Wang Er, the daughter of the national tourism king?"

In a dark cave, there was a gloomy wind, and several shrill ghost cries could be heard from time to time.

And in the middle of the cave, a ball of golden light surrounded a clear soul.

The soul body was sitting cross-legged, speaking and expressing emotions.

&nbbsp; Surrounding the golden light are groups of ghosts wearing various costumes, including men and women, old and young.

Everyone stared at the golden light attentively.

In the golden light, the clear soul waved his hands and counted them carefully, "Then Miss Wang, do you know how much she is treasured in the family?"

"Her father's family and her mother's family all have sons. She is the only daughter. You can imagine her status in the family!"

The ghosts next to him all nodded.

"But there is such a rich young lady who was cheated of her body and money when she fell in love. Her brothers spent 20 million to specially hire her to teach her how to fall in love."

"As for her self-proclaimed man who only loves her but not her family background, I settled it in one day. Then a month later, I found her a childhood sweetheart with a similar family background and got engaged to a man who loves her very much."

"You don't know how shameless that self-proclaimed man is..."

Sun Yajing was dancing with joy as she spoke, and the audience outside were amazed as she told her story.

"This man is so shameless. He is obviously just looking for money, so why are he pretending to be noble?"

"He's just pretending. Once he sees that others don't want him, he becomes anxious."

"I don't want to hear this. I want to hear that story about Master Chu. Wasn't that little Xuanmen fairy suppressed by Xuanmen? What should she do now?"

"I think there's a story about a fox demon and a snake demon trying to steal a Buddhist cultivator?"

"Ouch! You all get out of the way, I want to listen..."

Sun Yajing, who was in the golden light, looked at the chattering ghosts outside, then turned her head slightly and looked in the other direction, where Jing Anqing had a gloomy face.

Jing Anqing gritted her teeth and roared, "This is the underworld! Are you here to listen to stories?"

"I asked you to come here to turn her into a monster, not to be an audience?"

The originally bustling cave suddenly became quiet.

Ghosts full of hostility, you look at me, I look at you.

A female ghost in red flipped her hair and said, "This Jinli Mountain has not been so lively in many years. We are trapped here, unable to get in or out, and finally a talkative person with many stories came here..."

A wet male ghost said in a lazy tone, "I want to do it too! Look at the golden light of this talisman, who can get close! Who dares to get close!"

"Don't wait until then. She didn't turn into a ghost, but we were wiped out in ashes."

A child-like man with weird pupils rolled his eyes, "You are so powerful, go ahead! If you can do it, go ahead!"

Jing Anqing: "..."

The yin energy all over her body became stronger and stronger, and her black pupils gradually turned into a strange red.

"roll!"

With a sharp shout, all the ghosts around him dispersed.

"When she leaves, we will come find you again!"

"The story continues! I want to hear the story of Little Fairy Chu!"

After a while, the group of ghosts ran away.

Jing Anqing walked step by step to the golden circle of light, raised her hand to gather Yin Qi, and struck it on the golden light, but there was no reaction.

"Don't bother! This is the talisman that the master drew specially for me. If the master hadn't drawn another talisman for me to give away, you think I could be trapped here by you!"

Sun Yajing didn't even move her head, looking down at her beautiful nails, "I heard that you have always wanted to target our Master Chu, and you don't even know what you are! Cut!"

"You are still encouraging your sisters and sisters to rob Huo Xiaoming, and Huo Xiaoming is giving you a look?"

"Let me tell you, Huo Xiaoming is chasing our master. Not to mention your sisters, even if they are immortals, there is no hope."

After saying that, she slowly raised her eyes and glanced at Jing Anqing with contempt, "I also heard that you failed to hook up with Fu Buxuan. You wanted to be the young mistress of the Fu family but you were slapped in the face."

"Would you like me, a contemporary Yue Lao, to give you two sisters some love guidance?"

Before Jing Anqing could speak, Sun Yajing continued, "The first rule of love is that good men are not stolen."