Chapter 1737

The undead who was taken away by Shen Yanxiao was carried to the abyss in front of them.

Abyss frowned at the timid dead, his eyes full of hatred and anger.

"The great dragon family and the most intelligent human beings, please don't hurt me, the unarmed undead. I will answer all your questions, only ask you to save my life, and I will tell you everything I know." The undead was shivering under the glare of the dragon people. He could hug his back and put on the most devout gesture. There is no arrogance and arrogance in chasing and killing the little golden dragon before.

"Shameless undead!" The red dragon, who has broken an arm, looks at the dead who have been chasing after them. He actually stands in front of himself and bows down to be his official. His anger is even more difficult to vent.

"Yes, the great dragon family, I am the shameless undead. Please spit me out. I am so dirty and so small. Killing me will only stain your noble dragon claws." The dead shrunk their shoulders and spoke in flattery.

In her previous life, Shen Yanxiao had never seen the faces and faces of many profiteers and politicians before they died. All their pride and self-esteem were discarded by them. She only wanted to keep her own life, but compared with the dead in front of her, she felt that those people were really very moral.

"Xiao Xiao, what do you keep the dead for?" The abyss tried to suppress the impulse to kill the dead.

Shen Yanxiao shrugged and said, "we just arrived at the land of the buried dragon. We don't know the relationship between the dead and Longyan. With the dead, we can know something we don't know from his mouth."

"Yes, it is! I will be your most devout servant. I can answer any of your questions. Please don't kill me. " The undead's humble opening, he is just a low-level undead, and has no status among the undead, otherwise he will not take his subordinates to chase and kill them.

Shallow yuan took a deep breath, looked at the dead and said, "you'd better be honest. If you have half a lie, I'll screw off your head!"

Although the undead is called the undead, there are also times of death.

The lower dead can only repair some minor injuries. If their heads are cut off and their hearts are dug out, they will die.

Only the higher undead can be regarded as the real undead. There is almost nothing to kill them except the holy light.

"Yes, I will be honest." The dead quickly nodded.

Shen Yanxiao asked, "is it Longyan who asked you to send troops to pursue and kill other longzu?"

"Yes, the cleverest lady." The dead should answer at once.

Shen Yanxiao frowned slightly. "Don't flatter me like this, just answer my questions."

Flattered by a skeleton frame with gray skin, it really makes people unhappy.

"OK." The undead nodded obediently.

"How does Longyan know where the little golden dragons are?" Shen Yanxiao had noticed that the words of the two red dragons were strange. They had been fleeing in the land of Qianlong for more than a thousand years. The land of Qianlong was not small. It was impossible for them to sneak to the North during this time.

But the two red dragons said that no matter where they fled, they would soon meet the pursuers of Longyan, which felt like Longyan had mastered all their whereabouts.

How does Shen Yanxiao think about this? How does he feel strange.