Shen Yanxiao stayed on the ship for three days. Every day, he would watch his relatives and friends group bully and scold the real dark night. He collected many good things from various relatives and friends groups.

This group of royal family members, who are not rich enough to flow oil, Shen Yanxiao pulls some of their things, which is absolutely the first time to offer them unconditionally.

On the third day, Sal rushed in with his team.

The first time Shen Yanxiao received the news

"I want to bathe and change." Arrogant.

"Yes, your highness, please!" A group of relatives and friends warmly supported Shen Yanxiao's practice.

How about Sal coming?

Let him wait!

Their Highness's bath is the most important!

The launch of family and friends group.

Shen Yanxiao's comfortable bath.

On the coast, Sal stood upright on the beach with hundreds of dead soldiers, staring at the dead ship in front of him.

A figure slowly came down, Sal and his men immediately straightened up to meet his highness.

It was a senior middle-aged dead man who stepped off the ship.

"Your Highness has just got up and is bathing and changing." The middle-aged dead look at Sal haughtily.

Sal's face is expressionless. He looks at the bright sky. At noon, their royal highness, is really Good morning.

Ten minutes later, your highness is taking a bath.

Twenty minutes later, his highness is still taking a bath.

Half an hour later, his highness is still bathing.

When an hour passed in a hurry, the noble highness finally stopped bathing. She sent a dead man to convey her

Eating!

As a noble prince of the dead, how can you meet people hungry?

This is too damaging to the prince's delicate body!

So Sal, with a group of undead, fought in the sun for hours and hours, their royal highness, from bathing and dressing, to eating and drinking water, to dressing up.

For three hours, I didn't show up!

The undead is originally a dark creature. Although the sun's killing power to the undead is far less than the holy light of the protoss, it will still burn their skin.

For three hours, the sun was burning, and many of the lower dead had fainted, but they did not dare to move, because the dark night had not yet appeared. They could only stand in the sun so honestly, and they had to stand upright at all times to welcome the prince of the dark night who might appear at any time.

Then look at the group of relatives and friends. They have set up a small tent. One by one, they let the entourage take a stool and sit under the tent, avoiding the sun. They sit on the chair with their legs up and hold the wine with ice in their hands.

The treatment of the two camps is amazing!

There was still no expression on Sal's face, but there was a tinge of anger under his eyes.

He is the elite selected by the Lord of the dead and sent to the land of the buried dragon. In the wailing abyss, he is highly valued by the Lord of the dead. Otherwise, he will not be entrusted with such a heavy task.

For more than a thousand years, he left his hometown and went to the land of the buried dragon to fight for the growth of the dead. But now, what did the emperor bring him?

Without a little praise and a little consolation, he was given such a great xiamawei as soon as he came to the Qianlong continent.

Let him and his men suffer in the hot sun, and let the parasites stand in front of them to enjoy!

Sal has never been a fool. He can be the commander of the undead army naturally.

How could he not see the emperor's various arrangements, that is, to give him power?