Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 2781: Anti-black hand


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"Blood in the mouth?" Ye Qingluo smiled calmly.

"I’m very curious. Those people who seem to be in their 30s and 40s have said in person. The second stage of the selection of saints, there are several kinds of poisons, and they don’t even know how to cultivate and decontaminate them. Method, how did you, a fourteen-year-old girl, answer it?"

Ye Qingluo pointed at the people of Miao Rongrong’s party feathers, smiled and bewitched her eyes: "So, I also doubt that you have colluded with those people and got the topic of the selection of saints in advance, and then Let those people deliberately transfer all the suspects of cheating to Yiyi to confuse the audience."

When Ye Qingluo, he said every word, his tone was very firm.

Ye Qingluo's aura is already strong.

It's really true again, and people can't help but be convinced by what they say.

Miao Zhilian flushed immediately, her eyes flushed: "You nonsense! I have been familiar with Gu art since I was a child, and I am naturally clear about things like Gu art! And Miao Yiyi had a mother. The waste without my father’s teaching is different!"

Miao Zhilian is still young.

I was trained as a saint candidate since childhood.

Naturally, he is arrogant.

How can I tolerate Ye Qingluo's slander.

Suddenly I was so angry that all my senses were gone, and I began to say no choice: "Miao Yiyi cheated, you want to drag me into the water? What evidence do you have that I cheated! Why do you say that I cheated?! Just rely on you. Are you looking for Lord Emperor? Without Lord Emperor, what kind of thing are you!"

Miao Zhilian's words caused Miao Xuedan on the side to shake off her hand immediately and shrink to the side.

Ye Qingluo obviously protects Miao Yiyi.

Ye Qingluo is also obviously going to deal with Miao Zhilian.

If she helped Miao Zhilian, she might get into trouble.

After being left behind by Miao Xuedan, Miao Zhilian regained some sanity.

I remembered what I just said.

His face turned pale immediately.

Subconsciously, he looked in the direction of his parents.

But, my family turned away from sight.

Obviously, I was planning to abandon her.

Miao Zhilian's heart seemed to be severely suppressed by something.

Leave her breathless.

Moreover, Ye Qingluo didn't give her a chance to breathe.

"Evidence or something...Since they don't think they need it, naturally they don't need it." Ye Qingluo tilted her head with a smile, and looked in the direction of Miao Rongrong's party feathers, "After all, you Miao people don't just believe in it. As long as one mouth, is everything true? I’m just going to the village to do the same."

Immediately, the clamoring people calmed down.

They looked at Miao Zhilian and Miao Yiyi.

Immediately, I turned around, looked at Miao Rongrong Party Yu and others, and looked at Ye Qingluo.

I don't know for a while, who to trust.

Ye Qingluo's smile was very weak, without any emotional ups and downs: "But... Apart from your Miao people’s ‘single stupid’ folk customs, there is one more thing that is worthy of my deep thought."

She raised her eyebrows, her gaze was like a torch, and she looked straight at the selection stage. The two elder judges with ugly expressions spoke very clearly every word.

"You Hmong people, you don't trust your elders so much, why bother to engage in a saint selection ceremony?"

The faces of the Miao people went completely dark.

The judge elder couldn't sit still, stood up, and was about to speak.

The young girl's clear voice sounded again: "If you trust, how can you feel that you will reveal the topic of the selection of the saint?"


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