Just as Ye Yu touched his nose and showed a depressed expression, Sandra’s sight finally fell on him again.

"Oh, and this friend … I almost forgot you."
I’m a little embarrassed to stick out my tongue. Sandra is so cute.
"Well, this little identity didn’t know it was necessary, but it was just a little man running errands."
Shiro Yasha gave a face of unconcerned, and Sandra shook her head.
"How can that be? How can the leader of the organizer be so rude? Everyone who comes to participate in the fire dragon festival is a guest of our community’ Salaandra’."
Shiro Yasha is actually deliberately running on Ye Yu, but some surprises are that Sandra, the leader of the body, shook her head and said these words. This is what Yuzryha Yu did not expect.
Although the girl with such a personality is very likable, to be honest, it is not suitable to be a leader, or a leader of such a large community, not to mention the burden of class domination on the girl’s shoulders.
To tell the truth, Ye Yu is not very optimistic about the girl’s future. In his view, such a girl still spoiled her parents and enjoyed the age of her loved ones.
But just as Ye Yu was going to say his name, a somewhat surprising sound came up.
"Sandra, don’t forget your identity. Your words and deeds represent our community’ Salaandra’. Lord Shiro Yasha is absolutely right, so people don’t need to know the specific name."
Behind Sandra was a man dressed in an exotic style. His waist was equipped with a machete and he looked at Ye Yu with disdain.
"It’s so polite, Brother Mandela. Is this that ‘Salaandra’ should have hospitality? In a large community, we should show our tolerance and look down on others at will, which is not correct!"
"Hum hospitality depends on who the guests are. What qualifications does a mere’ name’ deserve to be respected by our ‘Salaandra’?"
"I’m not happy when you say that. Mandela’s name this time is for the sake of your community ‘Salaandra’."
"Shiro Yasha adults have advice?"
"Although I don’t want to hurt your confidence, Mandela, this time the situation is really serious." Shiro Yasha looked at the two people in front of him and immediately handed them the letter predicting the arrival of the devil.
"The birth of the fire dragon is a harbinger of the devil’s attack." A simple sentence makes it ugly to talk about Sandra or Mandela.
Although I don’t want to believe this fact, it’s obvious that Shiro Yasha, the dominant body class, won’t joke about such things.
"It’s ridiculous that you can do something even if you have a demon king’s attack."
Although we attach great importance to the news brought by Shiro Yasha, we are still dismissive of the "name" Mandela.
"Brother Mandela, please don’t be like this, but the devil can’t be too careful when facing the devil!" Sandra said with a face of apologies at the benevolence.
"I’m really sorry that things have never had a chance to visit you because of my father’s serious illness … I didn’t expect …"
"Sandra, don’t you feel sorry …" Ren faced this former playmate with a wry smile, but now she is high in the’ Salaandra’ community leader girl thinking about the identity gap between the two, and the wry smile on her face is not heavier.
"That’s enough! Name’ garbage who allows you to call the leader’s name! " Mandela was angry again at the words of benevolence, and almost drew his sword directly.
"Good mandela brother please self-respect! Is it because of misfortune that you abandon your former allies at will? Do you want us to be treated with such coldness by other communities if ‘Salaandra’ encounters the same situation one day? " I can’t watch Sandra severely reprimand Mandela. It’s too much to say anything about him.
"Hum, it’s a matter of principle, and it can be arbitrarily concluded that the devil is coming just by virtue of a letter?" Mandela looked at Shiro Yasha with malicious intent.
"’Thousand Eyes’ is too naked for the dominator of the eastern class. Not only did you come to our community headquarters with a garbage community like’ Ming’, but you also casually brought strangers in. What do you think of our’ Salaandra’?"
Mandela said, but in the end, he turned his finger and pointed to one side. He has not spoken until now, and Naisha and Orpheus have gone.
"Um … what’s the matter?" Aware of all eyes suddenly in his body when Naisha is not very surprised blinked.
"Oh, you are regarded as a casual stranger by the’ Salandra’ guy. Oh, don’t you have anything to say?" While shaking a folding fan and gently blocking his mouth, Shiro Yasha showed a good look.
"Oh, so what?" To Shiro Yasha’s surprise, Naisha was not angry at all, and seemed to care nothing about Mandela’s words.
Chapter 354 Declaration of Madness
"What’s wrong with me being a stranger to them’ Salaandra’? Anyway, I’m here to attend the festival. What are you arguing about has nothing to do with me? You know, I followed you because of you, Shiro Yasha."
Naisha Naisha said this and shook her head to show some disappointment.
"But now, after reading it, I’m really getting more and more disappointed. The White Night Devil, who once made the whole cabinet tremble, has become so weak that he can be so patient in the face of just a layer of ant provocation."
"I’m still wondering why you have such a ridiculous gesture in the eyes of the world. So it is. Losing your godhead is like this little girl’s weak and capable posture now."
"Who are you talking about …"
Mandela was annoyed that Naisha called him a worm, but before he finished his words, he was crushed by a more terrible smell.
"Do you want to fight Naisha Naisha …"
"Hehehe, White Night Devil, do you think you … may be my opponent now?"
In the face of the suffocating pressure emanating from Shiro Yasha’s body, Naisha smiled without fear, and the golden eyes overflowed with rare colors and confronted Shiro Yasha.
And with the confrontation between the two people, the terrible airflow swept through the hall and crushed everything visible to powder.
"Lord Shiro Yasha!"
Under the protection of his brother Mandela, Rabbi Posando was not intimidated by this terrible threat. If the confrontation between the two people really started, I am afraid that the whole North District would suffer great damage.
"Well, it’s interesting that these two guys are the most evil kings in front of the notice of the devil’s attack, and then the two of them caused damage, which is also a tolerable thing."
Ye Yu rubbed himself so muttered, while Leticia looked in distress.
"Don’t joke at this time. Think about how to stop them."
"Even if you say that for a while, I don’t know what to do."
Ye Yu showed a very distressed look. He wanted to stop it, but at present, these two girls are getting worse than a pervert. Even if he wants to stop it, he has the heart.
"Do you think they will listen? They are both arrogant guys. It’s strange that they will listen to me."
Ye Yu shrugged his shoulders and said that he didn’t intend to intervene, or that he is simply holding an embarrassment and watching it happen in front of him.
Moreover, he didn’t have the ability to intervene and say that Shiro Yasha or Naisha could defeat him easily, but he didn’t go to find himself unhappy.
Now is the best time to go to the theatre. Anyway, the two of them can’t really tear down this north area.
Just as Ye Yu was thinking like this, Naisha could no longer maintain her simple hiding technique because of the powerful impact. Soon, the spiral dragon horn and lovely tail were exposed, and this gesture immediately surprised Sandra and Mandela.