Miao Zhi smiled softly: "What? Didn't you come here specially for my appointment? Are you so surprised to see me?"
Ye Qingluo pulled out the chair and sat down, while looking Miao Zhi up and down: "I'm really surprised, it's been a while since I saw you, you seem to be a different person, I thought I recognized the wrong person."
"People have to wear a mask under certain circumstances." Miao Zhi picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for each person, "My task has been completed, so the mask can naturally be taken off."
Before, Miao Zhi, as a foreigner, was handed over by the former saint of the Miao nationality and became the saint of the Miao nationality.
Only she knew how much pressure she was under.
So, she had to make herself tough.
Dignified, majestic, indestructible.
Only make yourself stronger.
In order to deter those who have evil intentions.
Now, she has retreated from the body and came to this heaven, living her leisurely life.
Naturally, there is no need to put on that mask again.
The people behind him all sat down.
Mo Yueying couldn't wait to ask: "Aunt Miao, you said you already have a way to relieve the monitor, right?"
She spoke much faster than usual.
Even the tone of voice is still so flat.
But she could also feel the anxiety and uneasiness in her heart.
Hearing this voice, Miao Zhi frowned slightly, and looked at Mo Yueying.
When touching Mo Yueying's eyes.
Her pupils suddenly constricted.
Even his face turned pale.
"What's wrong?" Ye Qingluo noticed the change in Miao Zhi's expression.
Miao Zhi stretched out her hand and grabbed Mo Yueying's wrist.
Mo Yueying froze, blinking her eyes, seemingly puzzled.
On the other hand, Qiao Yinyan, who was beside him, moved his palm and quickly slapped Miao Zhi's hand straight down...
Miao Zhi held Mo Yueying's hand and avoided it to one side.
That palm landed on the table.
The teacups collided and the tea spilled out.
Qiao Yinyan's eyes darkened, and he raised his palm to stop Miao Zhi.
Ye Qingluo couldn't stand it any longer. With a flick of her fingertips, the Flame-eating Fan unfolded and slipped into Qiao Yinyan's palm: "Qiao Yinyan, if you make trouble again, I'll ask the shadow to tell you to get out!"
Qiao Yinyan's hands froze, and he frowned and looked at Ye Qingluo.
At this time, Mo Yueying looked up at him cooperatively, then nodded: "Yes, get out."
Qiao Yinyan: "..." Heartbroken.
Qiao Yinyan quieted down.
But his gaze was always fixed on Miao Zhi's hand holding Mo Yueying.
He is not familiar with Miao Zhi.
But when she saw Miao Zhi suddenly grabbing Mo Yueying, she acted faster than her mind, wanting to protect Mo Yueying.
However, Miao Zhi only pressed on Mo Yueying's pulse, and after counting breaths, she frowned even tighter: "How long have you been in this situation?"
"What?" Mo Yueying raised her head, her face was exquisite but expressionless.
Ye Qingluo heard the meaning of her words, and his expression sank: "Are you asking, is she in this... state where she seems to have no soul?"
"Yes." Miao Zhi.
Ye Qingluo pursed her lower lip slightly: "It's been like this since I knew her, but... this Young Master Qiao is said to have known Ying Ying before, and the previous Ying Ying was not like this."
After a slight pause, Ye Qingluo's pupils widened suddenly: "You mean... the shadow is poisoned by a Gu? It's all because of the Gu insect that she became like this?!"
As soon as Ye Qingluo said this.
Both Qiao Yinyan and Mo Yueying looked at her.
Then, they looked at Miao Zhi in unison.
Bewitched? !
Is Mo Yueying's situation caused by Gu insects? !