Chapter 2807
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In the beginning, Miao Yiyi did not understand why the Saintess, who had never cared about worldly affairs, would intervene in the selection of the Saintess.
Moreover, he had proposed such a difficult hurdle.
After seeing Miao Zhi, she finally understood.
Because she, Miao Yiyi, was this year's Holy Maiden candidate.
So, Miao Zhi came.
The corners of Miao Yiyi's mouth twitched as a self-deprecating smile appeared in her beautiful eyes. "Just say it. What do you want? Are you trying to force me to withdraw from the Saintess selection, or are you trying to force me to leave the Miao tribe? "
As she spoke, a trace of loneliness flashed across her eyes.
She lowered her head and gave an almost inaudible self-deprecating laugh, "I, Miao Yiyi, what virtue and ability do I have to actually make you, the Miao Tribe's saintess, personally come forward to deal with me."
Miao Zhi's hands tightened on the table.
"It's getting late. Don't waste other people's time. What exactly do you want? Just say it." Miao Yiyi's gaze landed on Miao Zhi's tightly curled up hand.
But soon, it disappeared.
Miao Zhi remained silent for a long time.
Miao Yiyi's frown deepened.
The surrounding elders didn't dare to open their mouths to break the awkward atmosphere.
Everyone could hear it.
There must be a special relationship between Miao Zhi and Miao Yiyi.
There was complete silence on the selection platform.
After a long time …
Impatience appeared on Miao Yiyi's face.
She knitted her brows tightly, turned around, and walked down the stage.
As he walked, he cast his gaze towards Ye Qing Luo.
From Miao Yiyi's eyes, Ye Qing Luo read her apologies.
He seemed to be saying to her, "I'm sorry to disappoint you."
Did Miao Yiyi … choose to give up the chance to become the Holy Maiden?
Ye Qing Luo's slender brows creased slightly as she looked at Miao Yiyi's slightly pale complexion, and then looked at Miao Zhi who had a forbearing expression.
If Miao Yiyi gave up.
The venomous worm in Di Mo Xuan's body ….. what to do?
However, looking at the atmosphere between Miao Yiyi and Miao Zhi.
If she really forced Miao Yiyi to continue participating in the later stages of the selection.
To Miao Yiyi, it was too cruel.
What … should she do?
Perhaps it was because of Ye Qing Luo's inner fear, Di Mo Xuan sensed it.
Suddenly, a large palm came at his waist.
His warm palms were pressed tightly against her delicate body through her robe.
The man's low and hoarse voice floated into her ears: "Do you care that much that she's not the Holy Virgin?"
Ye Qing Luo pursed her pink lips as she looked up at him.
The man's beautiful peach blossom eyes shone brightly.
However, no matter how seductive she was.
But it lacked the tenderness when he looked at her.
He was too indifferent.
It was almost as if he was looking at a stranger with indifference.
Ye Qing Luo raised her fair fingers and bit by bit, through the golden mask, she covered his eyes.
Before his hand could move.
The man's large palm had already quickly clasped her wrist.
It was very powerful.
It seemed to be preventing her from touching him.
Ye Qing Luo laughed softly.
However, his laughter was filled with bitterness.
"Of course I care … If she wasn't the Saintess, who else could … return you to me?"
Still?
Di Mo Xuan narrowed his peach blossom eyes as he listened to the young lady's bitter voice, his heart felt inexplicably irritated.
Especially when he saw the girl forcing herself to smile and her lifeless eyes.
His irritability grew even more.
His brows creased as his five fingers clasped the young lady's face: "Whether she's the Saintess or not, what has it got to do with me? Moreover …. isn't I right next to you? "
The man's strength was very powerful.
Ye Qing Luo was forced to meet his gaze.
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