The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady Chapter 1792: You can call me master (2)

Zera was shocked, trying to yell at the undead who jumped out of nowhere, but he was surprised to find that he couldn't speak at all.

Don't say anything. He is stiff with already all over his body, and he can't move his fingers for half a minute.

Shen Yan Xiao Hao pulled a chair from one side and looked at Zilla who was motionless with a smile.

Zera looked at Shen Yanxiao's eyes full of fear. He couldn't understand why he was controlled by a low-level undead.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just asking you to answer a few questions." Shen Yanxiao looked at Zera, whose face was extremely ugly, soothingly.

Zera's face is more bitter.

Shen Yanxiao slammed his fingers, and Zella's eyes became confused in an instant.

The first time Shen Yanxiao used a spell on an undead, there was nothing in her heart, but Zella ’s response already clearly proved that her experiment was successful!

"What happened to the Dragon Clan cemetery you mentioned earlier?" Shen Yanxiao asked.

Zela opened her mouth stiffly and said slowly: "Longyan wants to attack the north, so he is willing to take us to the Dragon Clan cemetery and let us resurrect those Dragon Clan corpses."

Shen Yan Xiao was a little surprised, and his heart was quite shocked.

Longyan couldn't bear to attack the north so fast?

"Why is he so anxious to attack the north?"

"He said that Xiao Jinlong may be in the north, and he cannot be relieved without killing Xiao Jinlong." Zela, who had spelled the spell, told Shen Yanxiao how to know how to know.

Shen Yan Xiao's eyebrows frowned slightly. She asked Xiu to hide the magic in Xiao Jinlong's body, just to prevent Long Yan from finding trouble with Xiao Jinlong again, but did not expect that this approach actually forced Long Yan to the entire north. Dragon Clan start!

How does this Longyan hate Little Golden Dragon? Actually resorted to any means to such a point.

Or in other words, what he hates is actually Dragon King, the father of Xiao Jinlong?

Shen Yan Xiao touched his chin.

"When are you going to start?" Knowing Long Yan and the Undead's plan, if she didn't do something, it would not fit her style.

Zera paused for a moment before he said: "There are too many high-end Dragon Clans in the Dragon Clan cemetery, and there are many eight-winged golden dragon bones. General Thrall can't take his own hands. He must wait for our Highness to come before he can go. /

"His Royal Highness?" Shen Yan Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly.

"His Royal Highness is the son of our Lord, our genius among the undead. My Lord intends to make His Highness command the Bone Dragon Army, so General Thrall cannot resurrect the Octopus Dragon in private."

The genius in the undead? This word is very interesting.

Shen Yanxiao knows that the undead creatures resurrected by the higher undead will obey the words of the resurrected undead in the first time and become the most loyal slaves of the opponent. The number of higher Dragon Clan in the Dragon Clan graveyard is quite objective. Thrall is just a general among the undead, and the old nature of the undead will not give so much combat power to one of his men.

It is naturally the best choice for your son to take over.

Shen Yanxiao's heart suddenly raised an evil thought.

"When will your Highness arrive?"

"Within a week."

"Have you met that Highness?"

"No, we came to Qianlong Continent already more than a thousand years ago. Your Highness was born 800 years ago. We have never seen it before."

Have you seen it? That's great!

Shen Yan Xiao's eyes shone with a terrible light.