No. 28 Furongfang.

Su Luo quietly looked at the closed copper door, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

It was quiet inside, as if there was no one.

The door was pushed open.

After Su Luo entered, he quietly closed it.

At this time, there was not a sound at all, because the courtyard was deep and deep in the deep courtyard, there were musical sounds that seemed to be there or not.

Su Luo raised her eyes and glanced at her. She could be sure that there was no one around.

Without anyone to guide him, Su Luo could only walk in step by step with the sound of the music.

After walking for about a stick of incense, there was a closed yard gate ahead, and the music was heard from the yard.

Su Luo slapped the hospital door without hesitation.

The courtyard gate was not locked, and Su Luo pushed it open with a light push.

The scene in the yard made Su Luo slightly stunned.

It was not as tense as she thought, but the atmosphere inside was excellent.

The spacious courtyard is decorated in extreme luxury.

In the courtyard, the beautiful dancer danced gracefully.

On both sides, a beautiful woman holding a musical instrument was intoxicated.

At the end of the sight is a soft couch.

A red robe with a red color that looks like blood, gives people a sense of extreme danger.

That was a man.

He is not very old, about the same age as Nangong Liuyun.

He lay on his side with a soft couch, with one hand on his ears, and the hem of the blood-colored brocade robe hung to the edge of the soft couch, as if blood stained the whole soft couch red.

He raised his hand, and pieces of crystal white cherry blossoms fell on his palms, body, and eyebrows.

He raised his eyes and looked in the air, his eyes empty, as if he was immersed in the world that belonged to him, and his body was filled with a cold loneliness.

Even though the door was pushed open, even if someone came in, even if the person was looking at him with his scrutiny eyes, he was still immersed in his own world, motionless.

Su Luo looked at the boy in blood-red robe.

The first feeling is that this person is in extreme danger.

The second feeling is that this person must be very lonely.

The boy came out of his world at some point. He raised his eyes and glanced at Su Luo slightly. His eyes were as calm as March cherry blossoms, as if in his eyes, Su Luo was just a small cherry blossom petal.

"Who are you?" Su Luo frowned slightly and thought to himself, was she looking for the wrong thing? Murong Mo was actually lying to her?

"Are you a stupid girl tricked by the little girl from the Murong family?" The boy in red in front of him spoke. He spoke slowly, lazy and evil. The pair of phoenix eyes that were picking up the top glanced at Su Luo slightly.

Su Luo snorted gently: "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, but also Murong Zeyu, Tang Yalan, and the few people who Su Luo had met in the Murong family.

However, no one who is close to Nangong Liuyun knows, such as Chu San, Ning Tianhao, and Lin Ruoyu.

Su Luo looked at the group of young girls who were coming out in a row and frowned slightly. What does this mean? And Tang Yalan.

Su Luo gave her annoyed look.

Tang Yalan was already running towards Su Luo quickly and holding Su Luo's arm: "Sister Su, you are here, they all said you will come, but I don't believe it."

Su Luo's cold eyes were slightly cold: "You don't know why I came?"

Tang Yalan shook her head innocently.
Chapter completed!