The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady Chapter 1819: Dragon Hall (3)

"Okay." Suzaku finally chose to compromise. He knew very well that once Shen Yanxiao made a decision, even ten cows would not be able to pull back. She always had various reasons to convince herself.

"You set off tonight, so much trouble today, Thrall is estimated to have a headache all night, and the guards of the Undead City will also relax accordingly. After you leave, I dare go to Longyan to ambush." It's the kingly way to send the night away early.

"I don't want to kill the dead ..." Suzaku's eyes were very hard.

As a Warcraft, he really doesn't like Death Qi on undead.

"I can help you pack him!" Shen Yanxiao pointed at the stiff night road.

Suzaku struggled for a while, then nodded in difficulty.

Shen Yanxiao immediately rolled up the night with a sheet and gave it to Suzaku.

already was returned to the night of night fighting by Yi Rong, and fell into a coma under the spell of Shen Yanxiao. Like a spring roll, the sheets were rolled, and Suzaku resisted on his shoulders, disappearing quickly from the window.

While night, Suzaku quickly disappeared into the darkness while carrying the night.

Shen Yan Xiao smiled slightly, Lisuo changed into a night clothes, but before leaving, the unscrupulous thief still achieved the level of plucking, in less than an hour, she will All the previous things in the entire palace are in their hands. Except for Saar's room, almost every room has been visited by her already.

Shen Yanxiao, who returned from a full load, blended into the night with a cunning smile.

Longyan came to the city of the undead and came in contact with the night, so tonight lived directly in the city of the undead. Shen Yanxiao did not go to Longyan, but directly locked the silver dragon responsible for transmitting the message. Body.

In the early morning of the second day, when the first ray of sunshine spread to the earth, Yinlong quietly set off, followed by Shen Yanxiao.

On the other side, Thrall, who had been tangled up all night, decided to find His Highness the Night and talk about the rapport with Longyan.

But standing in front of the gate of the night, Thrall stopped, he did not see the low-level undead who was standing in front of the gate of the night.

Thrall hesitated for a moment, hesitant to knock on the door to disturb the night of sleep.

In the end, he knocked on the door.

A minute passed and nothing happened in the room.

Thrall raised his hand again and knocked.

Ten minutes have passed, and the other side of the door is still dead.

When Thrall knocked on the door for the eighth time, there was still no reaction inside.

Sal immediately felt a little strange. He immediately used his own sense to investigate the situation in the room. Although this might be offensive to His Royal Highness, but he knocked on the door for half a day, even if he fell asleep again. A little reaction.

But Thrall surveyed for a long time and didn't sense any trace of Death Qi.

As if there were no undead in the room.

An unpleasant hunch rose in the bottom of Thrall's heart, and he decisively kicked the door open, and Thrall held it a second after the door opened.

You can't see any shadows in the large room.

The clean beds have no trace of rest.

All of this, weirdly made Thrall cold.

"His Royal Highness!"

The whole city of undead fryers is gone, and their noble Highness has disappeared overnight!

Thrall rummaged through every inch of the land in the city of the undead, but still could not find the trace of the night.

Ming Ye, really missing ...