Chapter 1792 You Can Call Me Master (2)

Zela was shaken all over, wanting to yell at this undead who jumped out of nowhere, but he was surprised to find that he couldn't speak at all.

Don't talk about it, his whole body is already stiff, and he can't even move his fingers.

Shen Yanxiao took the time to pull a chair from the side, and looked at the motionless Zela with a smile.

Zela looked at Shen Yanxiao with fear in his eyes, he couldn't figure out why a high-level undead would be controlled by a low-level undead.

"Don't be nervous, I just want you to answer a few questions." Shen Yanxiao looked at Zela whose face was extremely ugly, and comforted her "very kindly".

Zela's face became even more bitter.

Shen Yanxiao snapped her fingers, Ze La's eyes instantly became confused.

It was Shen Yanxiao's first time to use a spell on an undead, and she didn't know much about it, but Zela's reaction clearly proved that her experiment was successful!

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

Zela opened his mouth stiffly, and said slowly: "Longyan wants to attack the north, so he is willing to take us to the dragon cemetery and let us revive those dragon corpses."

Shen Yanxiao was slightly taken aback, feeling rather shocked.

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

"Why is he in such a hurry to attack the North?"

"He said that the little golden dragon might be in the north, and he can't feel at ease if he doesn't kill the little golden dragon." Zela, who was under the spell, told Shen Yanxiao exactly what he knew.

Shen Yanxiao frowned slightly, she asked Xiu to hide the demonic energy in Xiao Jinlong's body, just to prevent Long Yan from causing trouble to Xiao Jinlong again, but she didn't expect that this way would force Long Yan to attack the entire northern dragon clan!

How much does Longyan hate the little golden dragon? Unscrupulous to this point.

Or, what he hates is actually Xiao Jinlong's father, the Dragon Emperor?

Shen Yanxiao touched her chin.

"When are you going to leave?" Knowing the plan of Longyan and the undead, if she didn't do something, it would be too out of her style.

Zela paused for a moment before saying: "There are too many high-level dragons in the dragon cemetery, and there are also many bones of eight-winged golden dragons. General Thrall can't do it privately. He must wait for our Highness to arrive before he can go."

"Your Highness?" Shen Yanxiao raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Your Highness is the son of our lord, a genius among our undead. Our lord intends to let His Highness command the bone dragon army, so General Saar cannot revive the eight-winged bone dragon privately."

A genius among the undead? The word is quite interesting.

Shen Yanxiao knew that the undead creatures resurrected by high-level undead would obey the words of the resurrected undead immediately and become the opponent's most loyal servant. The number of high-level dragons in the dragon cemetery is quite objective, and the one named Thrall It's just a general among the undead, and the old man of the undead would not give so much combat power to one subordinate.

Letting his son come over to take over is naturally the best choice.

An evil thought suddenly rose in Shen Yanxiao's heart.

"When will your Highness arrive?"

"Within a week."

"Have you seen that Highness?"

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

never seen it? That's great!

Shen Yanxiao's eyes flickered with a wicked light.