Chapter 1737 The Little Cute Thing Who Throws Herself Into Her Arms (3)

When the first ray of sunlight hit Qianlong Continent in the morning, Shen Yanxiao woke up slowly, looking down at the little golden dragon sleeping soundly in her arms.

A witty look fell on Xiao Jinlong's face, his exquisite and small features were slightly wrinkled, his long eyelashes fluttered slightly, he opened his eyes, and looked at Shen Yanxiao's smiling face.

A trace of panic appeared on the little golden dragon's face, he sprang up with a bang, with two short legs, he strode away quickly, and hid behind the red dragon, never daring to show his head again.

Shen Yanxiao couldn't help laughing a little.

After a night of recuperation, most of the injuries of the two red dragons have healed. They have already discussed starting from the border and rushing to the north as soon as possible.

Taking advantage of this time, Shen Yanxiao got up and walked towards the dozen or so undead who were tied up like rice dumplings.

The dozen or so undead were frightened by Suzaku and Taotie for a long time last night, and they didn't dare to close their eyes all night. Now that they saw Shen Yanxiao appearing, the already dazed undead immediately shivered like quails and huddled together , one next to the other.

Last night, they watched it for real!

This human girl can actually use the divine power of the gods. God knows, the divine power is a nightmare for the undead!

With the strength of these low-level undead, as long as they are touched by the divine power, they can directly experience what it means to be wiped out!

Absolutely not even a bit of bone dregs left!

It can be said that Shen Yanxiao has become a devil in the hearts of this group of people!

Looking at a group of undead trembling like quails, Shen Yanxiao raised his eyebrows slightly. As a "human being", it is really a delicate feeling that he can make undeads afraid to such an extent.

"Do you want to die?" Shen Yanxiao's first words made the undead vomit blood collectively.

Do you want to die...

Is this the rhythm to kill them?

No! !

Girl, do you dare to be more tactful? If you are so straightforward, our petite heart really can't hold it!

A group of undead shook their heads like rattles.

Shen Yanxiao said: "Then, now I will give you a chance to survive. Only one of you can survive, and the one of you who knows the most about the cooperation between Longyan and your undead will survive." These undead were to understand the relationship between the undead and Longyan. They were going to the north soon, and it was too troublesome to bring a dozen or so undead. She only needed one person who could provide them with information.

The dozen or so undead were dumbfounded.

only one can live...

"I know! I know the most! I am the captain of this team! No one knows more than me. I can tell you anything you want to know! As long as you don't kill me." The undead headed by yesterday He suddenly said that he must not give up such a chance to survive to other undead.

"I know it too! I know a lot too. Whatever you want to know, as long as I know it, I can tell you!"

Facing death, the undead began to scramble for the chance to survive.

The undead are a race with no moral limit. They can sell everything for themselves, and all the gods will reject them like this.

Shen Yanxiao squinted her eyes, she asked Suzaku to make a move, and pulled aside the undead who spoke first.

"Kill them." Shen Yanxiao pulled the iron chain that bound the undead, turned around and left, the flames of Suzaku behind completely devoured all the undead.