The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss Chapter 4415: Local teenager

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Su Luo smiled faintly: "Oh, I don't know."

Murong Mo frowned.

She said so hard. As a result, people didn't know what to say easily, and her expression was still indifferent. This was not Murong Mo's reaction.

"Don't you like Nangong Ershao!" Murong Mo stared at Su Luo fiercely.

"What do you say?" Su Luo seemed to smile.

"If you like it, you can't be indifferent after hearing these things, so ..." Murong Mo suddenly realized, "I know !!!"

Su Luo looked at Murong Mo excitedly with himself.

I saw Murong Mo staring at Su Luo disdainfully: "It turns out that you don't like Nangong Eryou, you are close to him, but you are just greedy for his power! You vanity woman!"

Su Luo is speechless.

Murong Mo was able to talk to herself, and she believed it herself.

Su Luo felt that if she talked to her again, she would become mentally disabled, so she stood up and prepared to go outside.

"You stop me!" Murong Mo pointed at Su Luo, "You dare to get out of this room and try!"

Su Luoli ignored her and walked out.

"You!" Murong Mo wanted to rush to give Su Luo a slap in the face, but Murong Zeyu came out of the diagonal thorn and grabbed Murong Mo, his eyes full of anger.

"Do you want to be an enemy of Nangong Liuyun?" Murong Zeyu stared at Murong Mo viciously.

Murong Mo said that his mouth was flattered.

Murong Zeyu stared at her: "Don't trouble Murong's family!"

"But she is a stinky girl from the lower realm of nothing!" Murong Mo was not convinced!

"As long as Nangong Liuyun still likes her, she can do whatever she wants! You can write this sentence into my mind, otherwise something will happen, don't blame me for not warning you!" Murong Zeyu poked Murong Mo's brain .

Murong Mo was about to cry, tears in his eyes, and he was very wronged.

Murong Zeyu didn't have time to comfort her, only saying: "It's nothing to offend her in terms of words, as for others, let's see!"

Murong Zeyu is waiting.

The moment he waited for Nangong Liuyun to abandon Su Luo, it was time for Murong's family to start robbing Mu Yunjian.

Su Luo and Murong Mo spoke in the room, delaying some time.

She came out of the hall.

Outside is an empty courtyard, surrounded by flowers and trees, faintly vague.

Su Luoben came out to be ventilated, so it was pleasant to smell along the trail and smell the fresh air.

However, Su Luo did not know that since she walked out of the hall, a figure followed her.

Not long after Su Luo left, he suddenly saw a white figure in front of him, sitting alone in a low mesh hammock.

I saw him dressed in white, with his back long and thin, and a jade flute in his hand, playing a cold temperament.

Su Luo feels familiar with this person's background.

However, she did n’t disturb him, but stood silently, waiting for him to finish playing.

The whistle of the flute whimpered, so weeping, it made people's hearts sorrowful.

After about a few hours of incense sticks, the rhythm stopped slowly.

"Papapap." Su Luo applauded without stingy.

Since she practiced the voice of Dadao, she has no mastery in the rhythm. Su Luo has not learned much, but she can distinguish the quality of the flute by instinct.

Undoubtedly, this young boy's flute sound is lonely and cold, as if he is sad, and it makes people resonate involuntarily.