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Chapter 1789 The art master is bold (2)

Summoning Suzaku and Taotie back into his body, Shen Yanxiao put on his cloak and quietly slipped under the tree.

In front of her was a dense city-like area with an endless stream of undead coming and going, and from time to time you could see a few dragons that had transformed into human forms walking around.

Obviously, this is the city where the undead temporarily reside in Qianlong Continent. In order to express his sincerity, Long Yan ordered his dragon clan to build such a pretty good city for the undead.

The central territory of Longyan is right next to the City of the Undead, and it is very convenient to contact the two parties.

Shen Yanxiao wore the undead uniform cloak and checked the moonlight necklace hanging around her neck. After making sure it was all right, she lowered her head and moved towards the city of the undead with her face under the wide brim of her hat.

Shen Yanxiao's figure is very petite, and he is very similar to many low-level undead among the undead. When several low-level undead coming out of the City of the Undead passed by Shen Yanxiao, they did not notice anything unusual. , walked directly over.

The undead are not very sensitive to breath, especially the low-level undead, which are similar to ordinary humans. If it is a powerful dragon, they may still be able to detect it, but an "undead" has no breath and is dressed similarly to them. When they pass by, they can't tell whether the other person is an undead person.

The death energy of the lower-level undead is very thin. In the gathering place of the undead, strong death energy is floating in the air. Surrounded by such death energy, Shen Yanxiao has no aura, so he will naturally be regarded as a ghost by other undead. The same kind that already exudes the aura of death.

It's like, in a place with a strong smell, whether you can emit this smell or not can emit this smell is the same to others. Anyway, this smell is everywhere. As long as other smells don't appear, it doesn't matter. Someone will notice.

The concealment of her aura was almost perfect, and a smile appeared on Shen Yanxiao's lips. She tried to raise her head, half-hiding her face to the sight of the undead.

The eyes of several undead glanced at Shen Yanxiao's face, with a faint hint of disdain, that kind of discrimination against the weak, without any concealment.

Shen Yanxiao touched the tip of her nose secretly. She had made certain changes to her appearance. In addition to changing the color of her skin to the grayish white of the undead, her facial features also underwent tremendous changes.

The alluring facial features have been replaced by an unattractive little face. The unique thinness of the undead makes Shen Yanxiao's already petite face look even thinner. Coupled with her figure, she looks like an ordinary low-level undead, or is it? That kind of low-level undead with very low strength.

No matter where they are placed, low-level undead like this will not attract anyone's attention.

At most, it will only attract the disdain of some undead.

After making sure that she would not be noticed, Shen Yanxiao relaxed completely. Her target was Long Yan, but she could not disguise herself as a dragon.

And the dragons that can transform into human form must at least be high-level dragons like the four-winged red dragon.

There are many high-level dragons under Long Yan. If he rashly disguises himself and goes in, he will be discovered by other dragons immediately.

On the contrary, it is the undead. Because there are so many of them, no one knows whether there is someone like her.

Under the perfect disguise, Shen Yanxiao began to carefully look at this city of the undead.

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