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Xing Ziqing reacted, rushed over and hugged Song Miaomiao.

It wasn't until she actually held her daughter in her arms that Xing Ziqing had real feelings.

"Miaomiao, my daughter!"

Song Miaomiao was also stunned for a moment, her round eyes wide open, "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 and said she would send Miaomiao to her birthday. But she gave Miaomiao to a bad uncle. That bad uncle..."

As Song Miaomiao was talking, her memory suddenly disconnected.

That was the scariest time for her at a young age.

Instinctively, he forgot when he was killed.

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

"Shao Si." Chu Luo tapped Song Miaomiao's forehead with one finger.

Those rich and gloomy ghostly auras disappeared instantly.

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

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

Her daughter!

Her daughter didn’t even celebrate her fifth birthday!

Song Yunqing was so guilty that she almost fainted, "Miaomiao, I am daddy!"

"Dad!" Song Miaomiao rushed over and hugged Song Yunqing's calf, "Dad, the secretary aunt is a bad person!"

"Dad knows." Song Yunqing knelt down and hugged her, "It's dad's fault. It's dad who hurt you."

Holding his daughter in his arms, Song Yunqing wished he could kill Yao Cui first and then himself.

Song Zhinan had always been carefree, but at this moment, seeing his parents and sister hugging each other, he also secretly had red circles in his eyes.

The Song family members hugged each other and cried till the sea flooded. Chu Luo reminded: "If you have anything to say, please say it quickly. She died in vain and it is not good to stay in the world for too long. I want to send her to the underworld as soon as possible."

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

Chu Luo said without mercy, "Yin and Yang are separated, so it would not be a good thing 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 reluctant to part with her, but he was calmer than his wife. He wiped away his tears and said, "Zhinan, come here and see your sister."

Song Zhinan walked over. He looked at the little girl in front of him with a little embarrassment, "Sister, I am Zhinan."

Song Miaomiao tilted her head and smiled cutely, "You are my brother! He has grown so tall, my brother is so tall!"

She walked up to Song Zhinan, stretched out her little hand and patted his calf, "Brother, be good! Don't make your parents angry."

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

It was probably a blood relationship, and Song Zhinan felt sour in his heart.

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

Xing Ziqing started crying again.

Song Yunqing hugged her without stopping her.

Song Zhinan also lowered his head and said nothing in frustration.

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

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

After the spell was burned under the flames, a gust of wind blew.
Chapter completed!