Miao Rongrong's followers are still clamoring.
The emotions of the Miao people were also aroused.
The scene was difficult to control for a while.
Even several elders of the Miao nationality stepped forward to appease their emotions.
The Miao people are all raising their arms and shouting, those who need the Miao people to reveal the selection topic, give an explanation, and those who need Ye Qingluo, give an explanation.
Guests from the other continents who were watching.
It's not easy to say anything at this time.
Now the Miao people are very emotional because their beliefs have been desecrated.
If they open their mouths.
It is easy to direct artillery fire to oneself.
The current scene made Miao Rongrong's party members and the others smile smugly on their faces.
Suddenly, someone in the crowd began to shout slogans: "Miao Yiyi step down! Miao Yiyi step down!"
The deafening slogans gave the Miao people a chance to vent.
One by one, they started to follow the slogan and shouted loudly.
The woman standing on the stage faced the yelling and cursing of the crowd.
The delicate little face turned pale bit by bit.
The petite body trembled slightly.
A pair of smart eyes stared blankly at the people below.
Everyone's yelling and cursing were reflected in her pupils.
No matter how strong you are.
Even if you are mentally prepared.
When you can see this scene.
Still, Miao Yiyi's heart, which had been hard-pressed to be strong, showed signs of disintegration.
Obviously, she has come to the present through her own efforts.
Why no one wants to believe her
Under the pressure, the slender figure of the woman gradually bent down.
Want to curl up.
Want to hold yourself tight and stay away from all doubts.
Miao Yiyi's performance did not make the Miao people feel sympathetic.
On the contrary, the clamor became more and more powerful.
"Hey, you said that I cheated on Yiyi with the subject of the selection of the saint, do you have evidence?"
At this moment, a cold voice leisurely suppressed all the cursing and shouting.
Immediately, the red-clothed girl sitting in the first row lazily supported the man's shoulders and stood up.
Dressed in a red robe, it poured down like a raging fire.
The young girl's Qingcheng's face carried a trace of carelessness and laziness.
Just such a lazy gesture.
But somehow, the pressure in the air became extremely heavy.
Miao Rongrong's smug smile froze on her face.
The strong pressure made it extremely difficult for them to breathe.
In the square, there was an instant silence.
Only the young girl's lazy chuckle, like a feather, passed somewhere in everyone's heart.
"You brought this matter to my voice... If there is no evidence, I will be very angry."
The girl's voice, with a faint smile, and this girl's unique sweetness: "After all, what I hate the most is... being blamed."
Miao Rongrong's party feathers and the others felt chills running down their backs, and their bodies kept shaking.
After a while, I finally found my own voice, choked my neck, and said bravely: "This, what evidence is needed for this... The whole Miao people know... Except you, who else can give Miao Yiyi a solution?" Cheating!"
"Just by opening your mouth? Then...can I say...you are also cooperating with that little girl and cheating in the selection of the saint?" Ye Qingluo smiled and pointed at Miao Zhilian, smiling very comfortably .
Miao Zhilian, who was named, immediately turned dark: "You, you spitting blood!"