Chapter 1742 Bold Plan (3)

Xiu's golden eyes half-closed, looking at the shocked Dragon Clan.

"Now you believe that I can protect your little Highness." Shen Yanxiao smiled slightly, wanting to reassure the Dragon Clan, it seems that it is still necessary to invite out to repair this great Buddha.

The expressions of Qianyuan and the others have completely exposed their hearts. The moment they saw Xiu appear, they had swept away all the worries in their hearts.

"Also ask the gods to bless our dragons and expel the undead from our Qianlong Continent." All the dragons knelt down in front of Xiu in unison.

They never thought that there were still gods alive, but when all this happened before their eyes, their hearts were replaced by a burst of ecstasy. With the help of the gods, the undead would no longer be invincible.

Xiu didn't respond, he just made two images according to Shen Yanxiao's thoughts, at least for now, he didn't plan to do anything.

Whether it is the dragon clan or the undead, it has nothing to do with him. In this world, Shen Yanxiao is the only one who has anything to do with him.

He used to be the god of battle of the god race and the god of the world, but now, he only fights for Shen Yanxiao.

Xiu's indifference did not dampen the Dragon Clan's mood. Shen Yanxiao looked at a certain great god with the words "Don't let strangers enter" written all over his face, and then at the few Dragon Clans who were almost crying with joy. Curious, where did Qianyuan and the others come from and the cultivators would help?

To be honest, Xiu itself is a very peculiar existence.

As a god race, they all have a natural aversion to the undead, but when Shen Yanxiao saw the undead, Xiu didn't react at all, as if these races that the god race loathed didn't exist at all.

The Protoss has the responsibility to protect the world.

However, as the last high god of the protoss, a certain uncle seems to have no intention of being the patron saint at all.

"Cough, please don't tell others about the God Clan." Shen Yanxiao sighed, it was unrealistic to expect Xiu to speak up, she simply planned to use Xiu's identity to give Qian Yuan and the others a reassurance.

"Yes!" Qian Yuan and the others readily agreed.

In their view, the fact that there are still living gods has made it difficult for them to digest. The dragons have fanatical worship of the gods, and their loyalty is not inferior to their loyalty to their own Dragon King.

"Then, my Highness, I'll leave it to you!" The two red dragons almost couldn't wait to push the shy little golden dragon into Shen Yanxiao's arms. Is there any more reliable bodyguard than the gods in this world?

The pursuers that Longyan sent before were either undead or bone dragons. These undead creatures that caused them a lot of headaches were scum with only five combat effectiveness in front of the divine power of the gods!

Let alone fighting, the protoss can crush them to death with their fingers in minutes!

Rather than letting the little Highness follow them in fear, it is better to hand over the Little Highness to the protection of the gods, this is foolproof!

Shen Yanxiao stared in astonishment at the two red dragons that were running vigorously, and then lowered her head to look at the little golden dragon that was forced into her arms, blushing and about to smoke.

Could there be such a big difference in the attitudes of the two red dragons before and after?

This is their little Highness, not a cat or a dog on the side of the road. It's too immoral to just give it to her so quickly!

Shen Yanxiao stared at the sky speechlessly, she spent a long time talking, the effect is not as good as if a certain uncle came out to show his image!