Elder Miao couldn't help but think a little more.
Although Miao Rongrong has a wicked heart, she also has a bad reputation.
However, if Miao Rongrong can be kept in the Miao nationality...
For example, Miao Yiyi is a saint.
Miao Rongrong is the patriarch.
In this way, not only Ye Qingluo's forces can be stabilized.
The forces of the Dark Palace... can also hold it back!
Elder Miao thought about his plans and plans countless times in his mind.
But it never showed on his face.
did not expect…
But Ye Qingluo still let Ye Qingluo see it at a glance.
Elder Miao immediately stopped his thoughts: "Of, of course, our hearts have always been towards Miss Miao."
"Ask yourself this, will you believe it?" Ye Qingluo exposed him unceremoniously, and sneered, "Don't try to get any benefits from Miao Yiyi, the benefits you want, come from Yiyi There, you can get more."
She paused, her charming eyes curved up, squinting her charming curves, glanced at Miao Rongrong and the motionless guards, and snorted softly: "I advise everyone, you can't have it both ways. "
There is a strong sense of warning in these words.
It was also clearly telling him.
If he still has Miao Rongrong's idea.
She will choose to take Miao Yiyi and leave without caring about everything about the Miao people!
Elder Miao's brows twitched, and he said eagerly: "Miss Ye, don't worry, we will absolutely swear to protect Miss Miao! Miss Miao is our Miao nationality, the only saint, the only hope!"
Ye Qingluo withdrew her gaze, didn't even bother to look in the direction of those elders, and refocused her attention on Miao Rongrong.
A conversation between Ye Qingluo and Elder Miao.
It sounds like a long time has passed.
But in reality, it was only for a while.
Miao Rongrong heard Ye Qingluo's unscrupulous words to Elder Miao, the anger in her eyes burned extremely vigorously.
She gritted her teeth, trembling with anger.
"No one wants to stop me! None of you want to leave!" Miao Rongrong stared at Ye Qingluo resentfully, commanding another guard beside her, "Chasing! Chase that bitch back! No one can Leave the tunnel! No one is allowed!"
Ye Qingluo's eyes darkened slightly: "Miao Rongrong, if you don't explain the matter clearly, you don't want you, and your dogs, to leave half a step away!"
The words fell, and the five fingers moved.
A flirtatious red feather fan appeared on her fingertips as white as jade.
Devouring Flame fanned.
The flame rolled up and turned into tongues of flame.
The powerful profound strength followed the tongue of flames, and continued to skyrocket.
That burst of oppressive offensive.
And extremely fast.
The guard had no chance of chasing him.
Ye Qingluo retracted his five fingers, and the spreading flame-eating fan rolled up a surge of profound energy that was crazy like a tide.
Around the tunnel, gravel splashed.
In an instant, the tunnel that came here was sealed.
"You want to be trapped here with us?!" Miao Rongrong didn't expect that Ye Qingluo would choose such a way to prevent the guards from chasing Miao Yiyi.
Blocked the authentic road.
It's not just them that can't be chased.
Even she herself can't go out at all!
A look of jealousy flashed in Miao Rongrong's eyes.
Jealous of Miao Yiyi for having such a Ye Qingluo who is willing to sacrifice his life to save others.
Also jealous, Ye Qingluo's status is obviously noble, but for that trash, she put herself in danger and wanted to protect the safety of that trash.