After passing the inspection of the Miao guards.
Ye Qingluo and his group, with the maid leading the way, directly arrived at the Miao Square, the largest Miao nationality, where the selection of the saintess was held.
At this time, about 500 long tables and soft cushions were set up in the Miao Square.
On the long table are all Miao snacks and dim sum.
Because of the existence of Onimu.
Ye Qingluo and the group were still seated at the long table in the first row.
A group of people sat down one by one.
Because it is the first row.
Many forces from all parties who had already arrived turned their attention to them.
Whispering from time to time.
It seems to be guessing their identities.
After Yeqing sat down, she searched for Miao Yiyi's shadow.
But after looking around, they didn't see Miao Yiyi around the square.
She glanced at Di Moxuan who had been hugging her slender waist by his side, and leaned close to his ear and whispered something.
Di Moxuan's body stiffened slightly, and he immediately shook his head.
The two eyes under the mask flickered on and off, extremely unhappy.
Ye Qingluo had no choice but to pat the back of his hand.
Di Moxuan's eyes widened into a smile.
Immediately, both of them got up, walked out of the long table, and lowered their voices to ask the waitress who was standing by: "Where is the second miss of the Miao family?"
"Second, Second Miss?" The waitress seemed a little strange when she heard this address.
Ye Qingluo frowned, and said tentatively: "It's... Miao Yiyi, she should be considered... the eldest lady of your Miao family, right?"
"Miao Yiyi?!" The maid's expression changed slightly, and she suddenly raised her head.
In order to show a humble and polite attitude, these Miao waitresses naturally cannot look directly at the faces of the guests.
Because of this, after staring straight at Ye Qingluo's face for a while, the waitress' face darkened, and she took a few steps back quickly: "You...you are Ye Luo!"
The waitress' voice was low.
But definitely not small.
It also caught the attention of many people.
Ye Qingluo's slender eyebrows furrowed even tighter.
There was an inexplicable, extremely uneasy feeling in my heart.
"fall."
Tao Zi stood up and patted Ye Qingluo on the shoulder.
Immediately, her gaze sank slightly, and she coldly shouted at the waitress: "Get out!"
The waitress turned pale with fright, and kept looking in Ye Qingluo's direction several times.
Almost rolling and crawling, he escaped from the square.
This scene made the surrounding guests even more chattering.
"What's going on?" Ye Qingluo looked at Taozi with cold eyes.
Tao Zi sighed: "I just wanted to tell you, Yiyi, she..."
It's another word that hasn't been finished yet.
Then I saw a man dressed in a peach blossom three thousand costume, walking quickly.
The man leaned against Tao Zi's ear and whispered a few words.
Tao Zi's expression sank, and he ordered something in a low voice, and the man left immediately.
Taozi's expression was a little dignified.
She pursed her lips, and was about to hook Ye Qingluo's shoulders, thinking about her words, thinking about how to speak.
Just raised his hand.
She was caught by a cold gaze, and immediately withdrew her hand.
Taozi coughed lightly: "Well... Yiyi's side is actually not a big deal. For her, it is actually a kind of growth. I think... you should not interfere in her selection of saintess."
She paused, and added: "The informant I arranged in the Miao nationality will take good care of Yiyi."
The anxiety on Ye Qingluo's face froze.
Her eyelashes trembled and drooped.
Tao Zi's words made her somewhat guess something.
It is also undeniable that Taozi's words are reasonable.
Only by experiencing setbacks can we grow.
This is Miao Yiyi's growth.
She shouldn't have interfered.