Chapter 2081

"So what? I'm already the undead. I'm standing in the United Front with the undead and the demons. My hands have been stained with the blood of the Protoss. I can't go back. " The night fork leans against the wall, laughing at his ignorant body.

He yearns for the protoss, but he will never be accepted by the Protoss. Even he has become the target of many ethnic resentments, the king of the undead

"What about the undead? I don't understand why the God wants to give up the undead. But I believe that as long as the undead doesn't disobey the will of the dead and turn them into unconscious puppets, the resurrection of the undead will become the most popular race." Shen Yanxiao looked at the night fork. During this period of time, she was crying in the abyss. She could clearly feel that there was no big difference between the dead and other races.

They also have emotions and relatives.

They also yearn for the light and hope that they can be accepted by the Protoss.

Yecha looked at Shen Yanxiao in surprise. From the beginning, he just regarded Shen Yanxiao as a chess piece for Bixiu, but it was such a chess piece, but he said something that made him heartache.

It's the wish of yecha and all the undead to be accepted by the Protoss.

But after a moment's excitement, the night fork once again showed a desperate look.

"If the main god is missing and the protoss is falling, who will accept the dead? The dead are, after all, abandoned, a race that cannot see light. "

Shen Yan and Xiao Huran raised their fingers to repair it.

"Fix it! You all say that the most powerful thing in the Shenzu is not only the main God, but also the battle between the gods and the demons. As long as you guarantee that the dead will not revive the puppets, Xiu can accept you on behalf of the Shenzu. "

It's not too easy for the protoss to represent something like this!

If the main god is missing, repair is the strongest superior God.

Now there are only three deities in time

Shen Siyu is her brother. There is no reason not to support her brother-in-law.

Dragon God is the sandbag of repair. If you dare to oppose, you will beat to death!

Shen Yanxiao's proposal stunned yecha. He was stunned for a long time before he looked up to fix his cold face.

One of the great gods was expressionless and cold.

Shen Yanxiao turns his head and blinks his big clear eyes. He is very unruly and coquettish.

Xiu takes a light look at Shen Yanxiao and turns his head to the night fork.

"If you can make sure that the undead abides by the agreement, I will accept the existence of the undead on behalf of the protoss, and the undead will enjoy the right to exist as any other race." Xiu's voice was not loud and his tone did not fluctuate at all.

But every word is like a brand iron, which is imprinted on the soul of the night fork.

The night fork, which has been suppressed for thousands of years, finally loses its voice and cries at this moment.

He curled up like a child, his face deep in his hands, choking.

He didn't remember how long he had been looking forward to it. He expected that he would get the recognition of the protoss again. He thought he would never have such a chance in his life.

When he turned to Satan, he thought that he would be the enemy of the protoss all his life.

But I didn't expect, hope to come again.

Shen Yanxiao silently looks at the night fork, which is out of control. He feels sad.

Who can connect the cold and cruel ancestor of the dead with the choking figure in front of him?

That Lord God, he is really capable of tormenting people. Where did he go? Why did it suddenly disappear?