The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady Chapter 2066: Number 101 student (3)

Shen Yanxiao was shocked.

"The ancestor of the undead has Satan's Aura, but ..." Tao Tie paused and thought hard for a while before he said: "That taste is very light, very light, it should not have been infected recently."

Shen Yanxiao's tight nerves relax slightly.

The contact between the ancestors of the undead and Satan is not terrible. The terrible thing is that if Satan is still here, then Shen Yanxiao can directly drum up his troops.

Her three-inch non-rotten tongue, where did she fight the overbearing strength of the devil Satan.

"Can you feel that there is probably more than one time?" Shen Yanxiao calmly asked through the spiritual link.

"It is the richness of Isatan's magic that it takes at least ten days to dilute to this point." The time reported by Tao Tie is still within the range acceptable to Shen Yanxiao.

Ten days.

This shows that the ancestors of the undead did not make another contact with Satan for at least these ten days, which is likely to indicate that Satan already has left the mourning abyss.

Of course, this is only a good guess. In the face of a tough opponent like Satan, Shen Yanxiao had to be careful.

"You are feeling the night, Thrall and Kyle." Shen Yanxiao must be foolproof, with a little carelessness, it will be more than just her.

Once she is in crisis, it indicates that Xiu is likely to sacrifice herself to save her.

Related to Xiu, Shen Yanxiao had to be cautious.

Tao Tie felt it one by one. On Saar and Kyle, he didn't feel Satan's Aura.

But in the night, he noticed something.

"There is Satan's Aura on the night, but it is lighter than that on the ancestor of the undead."

Shen Yanxiao sighed a sigh of relief, at least the news now is pretty good.

The arrival of the ancestors of the undead made the Chiyan team excited and excited. They tried hard to restrain their inner excitement and carefully performed each of their moves to perfection.

Unfortunately, from the appearance of the ancestor of the undead to his seat, his eyes have never seen any of them present.

He didn't even say a word, just sat down, and the followers attentively served various dishes.

A hearty meal was quickly set in front of them.

For undead souls, food has little appeal to them.

The Chiyan team worked hard to maintain their perfect performance. After the arrival of the undead ancestors, Thrall and Kyle slightly converged their eyes and postures, sitting straight, eyes fixed on the plate in front of them, eyes Don't squint.

Ming Ye is tight like a bowstring that will break at any moment.

The easiest thing is Shen Yanxiao.

She was just observing, watching every move of the ancestors of the undead. As for what the ancestors of the undead thought of her, she didn't care.

A meal is boring and tasteless. Everyone present has his or her own mind. All eyes and spirits are touched by the ancestors of the undead.

When the deliciousness of a table was eaten by a difficult task, the hall fell into a dead silence, and the silence made everyone present like a needle.

The ancestors of the undead did not speak, and no one had the courage to say a word first, and everyone was waiting for their supreme power to speak.

The ancestor of the undead drank the last bowl of broth. He elegantly picked up the white silk and wiped the corners of his mouth. He finally raised his head and looked at the undead sitting at the dining table.