Chapter 372: Yaochi Fairy 5

She looked so remorseful and guilty that she was almost crying: "Miss Su, are you blaming me? But I really am concerned about you; how can you say that about me?"

Su Luo had not expected that the Yaochi Fairy, who had been so aloof and arrogant when they first met, would instantly transform into a pitiful, delicate white lotus flower. She couldn't help but give a mental thumbs-up.

What a great actress; she really acts well.

Look at that pitiful little expression; she acts much better than Lan Xuan and his group did before. If Lan Xuan and the others had this kind of acting skill, let alone one hundred Purple Bauhinia Fish, she would have given them a thousand without blinking an eye.

The Yaochi Fairy wasn't finished yet. Her slender, fair hand tugged at Nangong Liuyun's sleeve, pleading for justice: "Third Senior Brother, tell me, wasn't what I just said truly out of concern for Miss Su? I really didn't expect her heart to be so fragile; I truly didn't mean it."

Nangong Liuyun only looked at her with a faint smile, remaining silent.

"Third Senior Brother, say something; only you can give me justice." The delicate white lotus flower's beautiful eyes were misty with tears; if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, everyone would have thought she had suffered endless grievances.

Su Luo raised an eyebrow and gave Nangong Liuyun a sidelong glance, a half-smile on her face. She wanted to see what kind of justice Nangong Liuyun would provide.

However, before Nangong Liuyun could state his position, another man who had been standing next to the Yaochi Fairy stepped forward, glaring at Su Luo with an aggressive Aura.

The sword in his hand suddenly thrust forward.

"How dare you show disrespect to Yaoyao? You're courting death!"

Li Aotian's voice was arrogant and cold, and his long sword was even more chilling and biting, thrusting ruthlessly toward Su Luo's throat.

No one expected Li Aotian to attack just like that, and it was a killing blow at that!

Who was Li Aotian? He was the second greatest expert of the younger generation in the Yaochi Palace, and he was currently at the sixth rank, only one rank behind Nangong Liuyun.

The cold long sword thrust toward Su Luo's throat, without mercy—

Su Luo's eyes were as calm as still water.

Nangong Liuyun, will you just watch as I fall into a pool of blood?

The corners of Su Luo's mouth curled into a lonely smile, like fireworks fading away.

Just as the long sword was three inches away from Su Luo's throat, a slender, fair finger with distinct joints suddenly appeared and flicked the long sword lightly. Immediately, the aggressive long sword veered to the side, barely grazing Su Luo's slender neck.

"Nangong Liuyun!" Li Aotian glared at Nangong in frustration and rage.

He hadn't expected Nangong Liuyun to intervene at the last moment.

Hadn't Yaoyao already held onto him? Weren't he and Yaoyao already intimate?

Nangong Liuyun slowly stood up and turned his gaze to meet the Yaochi Fairy. A strange smile curled the corners of his mouth. He reached out, flicked his sleeve, and effortlessly brushed the Yaochi Fairy's hand off his arm, without a hint of pity, clean and decisive.

The Yaochi Fairy looked at her brushed-off hand in astonishment, staring blankly at Nangong Liuyun: "Third Senior Brother…"

"Hmm." Nangong Liuyun slowly walked to Su Luo's side, stood with her, and raised an eyebrow at the Yaochi Fairy with a half-smile, though his tone was icy: "It is good that you still remember I am your Third Senior Brother."

"Third Senior Brother…" The Yaochi Fairy took a step forward, looking mournfully at the figure who haunted her dreams.

"Remember, I will always be your Third Senior Brother, but that is the only identity I have." Nangong Liuyun took Su Luo's hand.