She said it so hard, but in the end, she said something casually and her expression was still so calm. This was not the reaction Murong Mo wanted.
"I don't know whether I like Second Young Master Nangong or not!" Murong Mo glared at Su Luo fiercely.
"What do you think?" Su Luo smiled half-heartedly.
"If you like it, you won't be indifferent after hearing these things, so..." Murong Mo suddenly realized, "I know!!!"
Su Luo looked at herself and her excited Murong Mo speechlessly.
Murong Mo stared at Su Luo disdainfully: "So you don't like Second Young Master Nangong. You approach him because you are just coveting his power! You vain woman!"
Su Luo was simply speechless.
Murong Mo was actually able to talk to herself, and she even believed it to be true.
Su Luo felt that if she continued to chat with her, she would become mentally retarded, so she stood up and prepared to go for a walk outside.
"Stop!" Murong Mo pointed at Su Luo, "How dare you walk out of this room!"
Su Luoli ignored her and walked outside.
"You!" Murong Mo wanted to rush up and slap Su Luo, but Murong Zeyu came out of the thorn and grabbed Murong Mo, his eyes filled with anger.
"You want to make an enemy of Nangong Liuyun?" Murong Zeyu glared at Murong Mo fiercely.
Murong Mo flattened her mouth as she said she felt aggrieved.
Murong Zeyu glared at her: "Don't cause trouble for the Murong family!"
"But she is just a stinky girl from the lower world who is nothing!" Murong Mo was not convinced!
"As long as Nangong Liuyun still likes her, she can do whatever she wants! Remember this sentence in your mind, otherwise something will happen. Don't blame me for not warning you!" Murong Zeyu poked Murong Mo's head.
Murong Mo was about to cry, her eyes were full of tears, she felt extremely wronged.
Murong Zeyu had no time to comfort her, and only said: "It's okay to offend her with words. As for the other things, let's see!"
Murong Zeyu is waiting.
He was waiting for the moment Nangong Liuyun abandoned Su Luo, that would be the time for the Murong family to snatch the Muyun Sword.
Su Luo and Murong Mo were talking in the room and wasted some time.
She walked out of the hall.
Outside is an empty courtyard, surrounded by flowers, plants and trees.
Su Luo is here to get some air, so it is quite pleasant to walk along the trail and smell the fresh air.
However, Su Luo didn't know that since she walked out of the hall, there was a figure following her.
Not long after Su Luo left, she suddenly saw a white figure in front of her, sitting alone on a low mesh hammock.
I saw him dressed in white, with a tall and slender figure, and a jade flute in his hand, playing a cool melody.
This person's background seemed familiar to Su Luo.
However, she did not disturb him and just stood aside quietly, waiting for him to finish playing.
The sound of the flute is whimpering, like weeping, making people's hearts feel sad.
After about a stick of incense, the music slowly stopped.
"Bah bang bang." Su Luo applauded without hesitation.
Ever since she practiced the sound of the Great Dao, she has learned the music by herself without any teacher. Su Luo has not learned much, but she can distinguish the good and bad flute sounds by instinct.
There is no doubt that this young man's flute sound is lonely and clear, as if there is sadness in his heart, and people can't help but resonate with it.