Close cheek, warm touch.
Miao Yiyi's eyes were gradually covered with a smile.
She smiled, looked at Ye Qingluo, and nodded vigorously.
Not far away, the two elders who had been standing among the guards of the Miao nationality who kept carrying the guards of the Anyou Palace away, saw this scene, looked at each other, and smiled with satisfaction.
Yes, the next moment.
But seeing Miao Yiyi say goodbye to Ye Qingluo, she turned around and was about to leave...
Elder Miao Er's complexion suddenly darkened, and he walked over quickly and stopped Miao Yiyi: "Did you say what you said?!"
"Get out of the way." Miao Yiyi frowned, trying to get past Elder Miao Er.
But Elder Miao Er followed suit, blocked Miao Yiyi, and asked again: "Did you say everything I asked you to say to Miss Ye?"
"No." Miao Yiyi's voice was very calm, and her emotions were not ups and downs, "Can I get out of the way now? I still have to prepare for the next selection of the saint."
"Miao Yiyi!" Elder Miao Er was irritated by her attitude. He tightened his five fingers and clasped Miao Yiyi's slender wrist tightly. It's just words, can she still help you?!"
Miao Yiyi was getting impatient.
Elder Miao Er felt even more sullen in his heart.
Getting ready to speak.
Ye Qingluo's cold voice came from behind him: "What's going on with Elder Miao Er? The dignified Miss Miao is also a little elder like you, who can be dragged around?"
at the same time.
A hurricane of profound strength struck.
It brushed off Elder Miao Er holding Miao Yiyi's hand.
Elder Miao Er felt the pain, and suddenly let go of Miao Yiyi.
Raising his hand, there was already a bloodstain on the back of his hand.
With a slight movement of the fingers, the wound that was swept by the hurricane was involved, and the pain was severe.
However, Elder Miao Er did not dare to make a bad face, endured the pain from the back of his hand, raised a smile, and nodded repeatedly: "Miss Ye taught me that I overstepped."
Ye Qingluo raised her eyebrows slightly and walked over slowly.
She put one hand lazily on Miao Yiyi's shoulder.
body, and leaned against Miao Yiyi's body.
The posture is intimate and natural.
She tilted her head and smiled evilly: "Just now, the second elder Miao also said... the tone of the tone to Yiyi was a bit serious, which made Yiyi unhappy... I am very curious, in this Miao nationality, what is the right of the elders? How big is it?"
Elder Miao Er froze, his face paled a bit: "This...Miss Ye misunderstood, I...I..."
"Misunderstand?"
Ye Qingluo's tone rose, and her long and narrow eyes narrowed: "Yiyi is the only direct bloodline of the Miao patriarch, she is also the future Miao patriarch! Moreover, she is currently a candidate for the saint of the Miao nationality, and she has her own protection from the saint. You, a Miao elder, dare to be disrespectful to Yiyi?"
She paused, and her tone suddenly became more serious: "You're talking to Yiyila again, and you have a bad attitude... I couldn't help but think about it deeply. Could it be that Elder Miao Er wants to take away Yiyi's rights and... replace her?"
Elder Miao Er's complexion suddenly turned pale.
He shook his head hastily, and explained anxiously: "I... I didn't! I have been in the Miao nationality for decades, how could I have such an idea! Miss Ye, please don't get me wrong!"
"Misunderstanding?" Ye Qingluo's smile deepened, her charming eyes were deep, and she couldn't see the real meaning behind her smile.
Obviously, it is a smile that can overwhelm the country and the city.
Obviously, it is the charming eyes that make people's heart flutter.
However, the second elder Miao was stared at by these charming eyes.
When this smile was shining brightly in his eyes.
I only felt endless terror, spreading my body and mind...