Ye Qingluo's words really made the faces of the people in Beilan Continent feel as if they were on fire.
Don't look at Ye Qingluo's words, they are polite.
But every word is mocking Xia Lingling's rudeness.
But... Xia Lingling didn't understand the importance of this matter at all.
On the contrary, I want to give some more to Ye Qingluo, which can belittle the big stuff of Beilan Continent!
The onlookers hated Xia Lingling in their hearts.
Xia Lingling really didn't understand how much Ye Qingluo's words would affect Beilan Continent.
She just understood.
Ye Qingluo was mocking her.
Xia Lingling's mouth opened and closed, and the muscles on her face throbbed in pain, sobbing and screaming.
He couldn't help but yell out another word.
Ye Qingluo smiled, with a peaceful expression, turned around unhurriedly, and looked at the young man behind him.
The boy hid behind her and shivered.
There was a look of fear on his face.
Seeing Ye Qingluo turned to look at him, the young man immediately knelt down: "Thank you for saving my life! Thank you, Miss!"
His voice was full of excitement, and the choking in his voice could be heard.
Ye Qingluo moved away from the boy's kneeling bow.
She bent down and helped the young man up: "You have a lot of injuries, go to Tao Zi's first, and treat the injuries on your body."
The girl's warm hand gently touched the boy's hand.
That warmth made the boy's eyes go into a trance.
In the deep pupils, a faint green light flashed.
It's fleeting.
Ye Qingluo's eyes froze, staring deeply at the young man's eyes.
In the boy's eyes, there was a pure, quiet black color.
It seemed that the green light was just her illusion.
It was this daze that made Ye Qingluo see the young man staring at her back with a surprised face.
Ye Qingluo also keenly felt that a mysterious force full of killing intent came from behind him.
Her face darkened slightly, and she was about to fight back.
But the arm tightened suddenly.
The boy grabbed her wrist and pulled it hard.
The two switched places.
Ye Qingluo saw Xia Lingling with a ferocious face, holding a dagger in his hand, stabbing towards the young man's back quickly.
"Little princess!"
Just when Ye Qingluo's face was gloomy and he released his profound strength.
Suddenly a clear voice came from the direction of the lobby.
Immediately afterwards, I saw a man about eighteen or nineteen years old rushing over quickly.
The man stopped Xia Lingling's attack, and immediately clasped her in his arm with his backhand.
"Brother Wei!"
After seeing the man who stopped her, Xia Lingling struggled to get out of his arms: "Let me go! I'm going to kill that bitch!"
The man frowned.
He glanced at Xia Lingling's swollen face like a pig's head: "Little princess, stop making trouble, you are not her opponent."
"How can this princess..." Xia Lingling hissed unwillingly, and immediately sucked in a breath of cold air in pain.
The man's brows furrowed even tighter.
After seeing the man's expression, Xia Lingling closed her mouth, weeping silently full of grievances.
The appearance of this man made the surrounding spectators gasp.
Ye Qingluo raised his eyebrows, and looked at Taozi with interest: "Tsk, what's the reason? The arrogant and domineering little princess has succumbed to his majesty?"
"Miao Zhengwei, a collateral lineage of the head of the Miao clan, the son of the second head of the Miao family." Tao Zi glanced at him and recognized the identity of the man.
"Miao people again?" Ye Qingluo rubbed his chin, "The princess and the Miao people are very close."