Chapter 1795 Civet Cat for Prince (2)

Who doesn't want their subordinates to become more and more powerful, so that they can hold their heads high in front of their boss?

This kind of good thing must not be taken by Thrall alone!

So this time, Ming Ye had just been sent to Qianlong Continent, and a group of royal relatives among the undead formed a group to clean the dragon cemetery together.

Although the eight-winged golden dragon will be resurrected by His Royal Highness Mingye himself, there are also many six-winged silver dragons and four-winged red dragons in the dragon cemetery! It is also possible to get a golden dragon, a few silver dragons and red dragons!

They are not too bad!

If they want to snatch the high-level dragon clan from Thrall, they naturally want to discredit Thrall's image in front of Mingye.

Just kidding, this is their future prince!

After his old man raised his braids, the undead will be under his control, so he must hug his thigh properly!

"General Thrall is so unruly. Knowing that our Highness is coming, but only sending so many soldiers and crabs to greet him, it is too perfunctory." Another high-ranking undead who accompanied him said in a hurry, trying his best to meet him. In front of Mingye, he attacked Thrall's glorious image.

"This doesn't take you seriously, Your Highness. You can bear this kind of grievance, Your Highness, and we can't stand it."

A group of high-level undead accompanying him jumped up and down in front of Ming Ye vigorously, emphasizing that Thrall did not take Ming Ye seriously and had no respect, while expressing his loyalty to Ming Ye.

Shen Yanxiao silently watched this farce among the undead, laughing secretly so that her stomach hurts.

No wonder this undead race is so unpopular with other races, the despicable factor in this character is really flourishing.

It's nothing to pinch each other, humans often do this, but human beings are much more technical than them. If they put their own little thoughts on the table with such a big thorn, the IQ of this group of advanced undead is negative ?

Compared to the kindergarten-level machinations of the undead, Shen Yanxiao instantly felt that human beings were simply noble and noble. He could just pull an official from the four kingdoms of the Bright Continent, and he could instantly kill these idiots thousands of miles away!

The gap is too big!

Sure enough, the biological brain cells resurrected after death are not very active.

Shen Yanxiao understood what these idiot undead were thinking, but she was envious of Thrall's prosperity in Qianlong Continent, and jealous of the increasing number of bone dragons in his hands, so she didn't dare to go up and die with Thrall Knock, so I want to follow Ming Ye's hand to clean up Thrall.

But do these idiots dare to grow their brains?

They frantically discredited their superiors in front of Zela and his group of Thrall's subordinates. Isn't this waiting to be reported?

Although they are high-level undead assigned by the ancestor of the undead, they must also be clear that Qianlong Continent is Thrall's territory. Get news from thousands of miles away?

It is estimated that by the time he gets the news, these idiots have already been played by Thrall until there is not even a bone left.

Shen Yanxiao secretly lit three sticks of incense for this group of idiots whose brain circuits were severely lacking.

But she was very curious, as the crown prince of the undead, would His Highness Ming Ye's head be as difficult to use as these idiots?

Mingye's handsome face became more and more gloomy with the whispers in his ears. He narrowed his eyes in displeasure, looked at Zela who was kneeling in front of him, and said, "Where is Thrall? Why? Don't come to greet me."