The undead spirit that was taken away by Shen Yanxiao was tremblingly carried in front of Qian Yuan and the others.
Qian Yuan frowned and looked at the cowering undead, his eyes filled with hatred and anger.
"Great dragons and the smartest humans, please don't hurt me, an unarmed undead. I will answer all your questions. Just ask you to spare my life. I will definitely tell you everything I know." Undead. Shivering under the glare of the dragon clan, he hugged his back and assumed the most pious posture. There was no trace of the arrogance and arrogance of the others who were chasing the little golden dragon before.
"Shameless undead!" The red dragon, who had broken an arm, saw that the undead that had been chasing them so hard were standing in front of him and bowing their heads like this. The anger in his heart was even more difficult to vent.
"Yes, great dragon clan, I am a shameless undead, please spurn me. I am so dirty and insignificant. Killing me will only stain your noble dragon claws." The undead shrank his shoulders and said with all his strength. He spoke flatteringly.
In her previous life, Shen Yanxiao had seen the faces of many profiteers and politicians before they died. All their arrogance and self-esteem were discarded by them, just to save her own life. But compared with the undead in front of her, she felt that those people were really It's so disciplined.
"Xiao Xiao, why did you keep the undead?" Qian Yuan tried hard to suppress the urge to kill the undead.
Shen Yanxiao shrugged and said: "We have just arrived in Qianlong Continent and we don't know much about the dealings between the undead and Long Yan. By keeping this undead, we can learn some things from his mouth that we don't know."
"Yes, that's right! I will be your most devout servant. I can answer any questions you have. I just ask you not to kill me." The undead said humbly. He was just a low-level undead among the undead. He doesn't have much status, otherwise he wouldn't lead his men to hunt down Little Golden Dragon and the others.
Qian Yuan took a deep breath, looked at the undead and said, "Then you'd better be honest. If you tell even half a lie, I will twist your head off!"
Although the undead are called the undead, they also die sometimes.
Low-level undead can only repair some minor injuries. If their heads are cut off or their hearts are dug out, they will die.
Only high-level undead can be considered the real undead. Apart from the holy light, almost nothing can kill them.
"Yes, I will be honest." The undead nodded quickly.
Shen Yanxiao asked: "Did Long Yan ask you to send troops to hunt down other dragon clans?"
"Yes, the smartest lady." The undead responded immediately.
Shen Yanxiao frowned slightly, "Don't use such a flattering tone, just answer my questions."
Being flattered by a skeleton covered in gray skin really makes people unhappy.
"Okay." The undead nodded obediently.
"How did Long Yan know where Little Golden Dragon and the others were?" Shen Yanxiao had noticed something strange in the words of the two red dragons before. Their group of dragons had been fleeing in the Qianlong Continent for more than a thousand years, and the Qianlong Continent was not Although they are small, it is not impossible for them to sneak to the north during this period.
But the two red dragons said that no matter where they fled, they would soon encounter Long Yan's pursuers. It felt like Long Yan had mastered all their whereabouts.
This is what Shen Yanxiao thinks and finds strange.