Su Luo looked at the closed copper door quietly, a coldness flashing in her eyes.
It was quiet inside, and there seemed to be no one.
The door was pushed open.
After Su Luo went in, she closed it quietly.
At this time, it was not that there was no sound at all, because the courtyard was deep, and from the deepest part of the deep courtyard, there were faint sounds of music.
Su Luo raised her eyes and scanned the area. She was sure that there was no one around.
Without anyone to guide her, Su Luo could only walk in step by step based on the sound of music.
After walking for about one stick of incense, there was a closed courtyard door ahead, and the sound of music came from the courtyard.
Su Luo opened the courtyard door without hesitation.
The courtyard door was not locked, so Su Luo pushed it open with a gentle push.
The scene in the yard made Su Luo slightly startled.
It wasn't as tense as she thought. On the contrary, the atmosphere inside was excellent.
The spacious courtyard is decorated with ultimate luxury.
In the courtyard, graceful dancers danced gracefully.
On the left and right, beautiful women are holding musical instruments and are intoxicated.
At the end of the line of sight, there is a soft couch.
Wearing a crimson red robe with a blood-like color, it gives people an extremely dangerous feeling.
That's a man.
He is not very old, about the same age as Nangong Liuyun.
He was lying on his side on the soft couch, holding his ears with one hand. The hem of his blood-colored brocade robe hung down to the edge of the soft couch, as if blood had stained the entire soft couch red.
He raised his hand, and pieces of crystal white cherry blossoms fell on his palm, body and between his eyebrows.
He raised his eyes and stared into the air, his eyes empty, as if he was immersed in a world that belonged to him alone, and there was a cold loneliness all over his body.
Even if the door is pushed open, even if someone comes in, even if that person is looking at him critically, he is still immersed in his own world, motionless.
Su Luo looked at the young man in blood-red robes.
The first feeling is that this person is extremely dangerous.
The second feeling is that this person must be very lonely.
The young man came out of his world at some unknown time. He raised his eyes and glanced briefly at Su Luo. His gaze was as indifferent as the cherry blossoms in March, as if in his eyes, Su Luo was just a small cherry blossom petal.
"Who are you?" Su Luo frowned slightly, thinking to herself, did she find the wrong person? Murong Mo actually lied to her?
"Are you the stupid girl who was deceived by the little girl from the Murong family?" The young man in red in front of him said. He spoke unhurriedly, lazily and charmingly, and glanced at Su Luo slightly with his upturned red phoenix eyes.
Su Luo snorted softly: "Where is Murong Mo?"
"Of course I'm here." Murong Mo lifted the curtain and walked out. She was not the only one who came out, there were also Murong Zeyu, Tang Yalan, and several people Su Luo had met at Murong's house.
But no one close to Nangong Liuyun, such as Chu San, Ning Tianhao, and Lin Ruoyu, knew about it.
Su Luo frowned slightly as she looked at the group of boys and girls filing out. What does this mean? There is also Tang Yalan.
Su Luo rolled her eyes angrily.
Tang Yalan had already rushed towards Su Luo quickly, holding Su Luo's arm: "Sister Su, you are here. They all said you would come, but I still don't believe it."
Su Luohan's eyes slightly condensed: "You don't know why I came?"
Tang Yalan shook her head innocently.
Su Luo's eyes fell on Murong Mo, and Murong Mo looked at Su Luo with a smile on her face.