After all, it was Chu San who brought him here. Was such a deadly attack really the work of a lady?
However, they did not stand up for Su Luo.
As for these two people, one is Miss Ning Wu and the other is Miss Murong Twelve.
Miss Ning Wu has always been aloof and aloof, taking Ning San as an example, aloof and cold, and has always looked down on others. The reason why she did not take action was because she also looked down on Su Luo, so there was no need to fight for a person who was worthless in her eyes.
And offend people in the circle.
As for Miss Murong Twelve, it was because she was a concubine, timid and cautious in her words and deeds. How could she speak in such a scene?
However, Su Luo's appearance did make Ning Wu feel unhappy. She glanced at Su Luo coldly and stood up: "You guys talk."
She felt that staying here any longer would be a violation of her noble temperament.
Just when Ning Wu turned around to leave, there were sudden gasps of air outside.
What's going on? Everyone's attention was drawn to it.
And just then.
At the door of the living room, a thin and tall figure walked in.
Seeing this person, almost everyone in Xuanyun Hall was stunned.
I saw him wearing a dark brocade robe, handsome eyebrows, clear eyes, dark eyes that emitted burning light like obsidian, and the lines of his chin were as arrogant and cold as an aristocrat.
As long as he stood there, he exuded an arrogant and unparalleled edge, and a natural domineering aura of a king.
"Nangong Liuyun!" Someone exclaimed in surprise.
Everyone was stunned, even Ning Wu. She was about to leave, but when she saw Nangong Liuyun coming, her face suddenly became a little unnatural.
Nangong Liuyun's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and those beautiful eyes as deep as ink passed by so many people before finally settling on Su Luo.
His deep, dark eyes looked at Su Luo intently.
Su Luo thought she was dazzled, but after blinking, Nangong Liuyun was still standing there, with a silence on his peerless face.
Su Luo stood there, looking at him.
The two of them were ten meters apart, surrounded by shocked faces and different thoughts.
But the two of them stared deeply at each other, as if the whole world had become quiet, as if time had frozen at this second.
Neither of them spoke first, but someone else broke the silence.
"Gong Er, are you here? Chu San said you won't come." Ning Wu raised her eyes and looked at Nangong Liuyun, smiling like a flower, pretending to be indifferent, but her unnatural restraint revealed that she was facing Nangong Liuyun.
The tension of the time.
For such a cold and aloof woman, there are people who make her take the initiative to chat with her.
And this person is Nangong Liuyun.
The peaceful gaze was broken. Nangong Liuyun glanced at Ning Wu and nodded slightly to her as a greeting.
Although it was just a look, Ning Wu's heart was pounding like a deer at this moment, his face was crimson, and he didn't even know where to move his hands and feet, feeling quite at a loss.
How could such a woman as cold as a cold flower be so panicked?
Many people don't believe it.
But what if the other party is Nangong Liuyun?
That's absolutely for sure.
At this moment, several people who were discussing in the room all came out after hearing the noise outside.
When Chu San looked at Nangong Liuyun, he was stunned. He shouted in disbelief: "Aren't you not interested in these at all? Why are you here all of a sudden?"