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Chapter 1795 The civet cat for the prince (2)

Who doesn’t want their men to become more and more powerful in combat so that they can hold their heads high in front of their boss?

This kind of good thing must not be allowed to be taken over by Sal alone!

So this time, as soon as Ming Ye was sent to Qianlong Continent, a group of royal relatives among the undead came together to clean up the dragon cemetery.

Although these eight-winged golden dragons must be resurrected by His Highness Ming Ye himself, there are also a lot of six-winged silver dragons and four-winged red dragons in the Dragon Clan Cemetery! It is also possible to get a few silver dragons and red dragons if you get the golden dragon.

Well!

They are not too bad!

If they want to snatch the high-level dragons from Thrall, they will naturally want to discredit Thrall's image in front of Ming Ye.

Just kidding, this is their future prince!

After his father's braids are lifted, all the souls of the dead will be under his control, so he must hug his thighs properly!

"General Thrall is so unruly. He knew that His Highness was about to arrive, but he only sent so few soldiers and generals to greet him. It was too perfunctory." Another high-level undead accompanying him spoke hurriedly, trying his best.

Criticizing Thrall's glorious image in front of Ming Ye.

"This does not take your Highness seriously at all. Your Highness, you can bear this kind of grievance, but we all cannot bear it."

A group of accompanying high-level undead jumped up and down in front of Ming Ye, emphasizing that Thrall did not take Ming Ye seriously and showed no respect, while expressing their loyalty to Ming Ye.

Shen Yanxiao watched the farce among the undead silently, laughing secretly until his stomach ached.

No wonder this undead race is so disliked by other races, the despicable factor in their character is really flourishing.

It's okay to fight each other, humans often do this, but humans are much more technologically advanced than them, and they put their own little thoughts on the table in such a prickly manner. Could it be that the IQ of these advanced undead is negative?

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Compared to the kindergarten-level conspiracies of the undead, Shen Yanxiao instantly felt that human beings were simply noble, and any official from the four countries of the Bright Continent could kill these idiots thousands of miles away in an instant!

The gap is too big!

Sure enough, the brain cells of creatures resurrected after death are not very active.

Shen Yanxiao knew very well what these idiot undead were thinking, but they were jealous of Thrall's prosperity in Qianlong Continent, and jealous of the increasing number of bone dragons in their hands, so he did not dare to go up and fight Thrall.

Knock, so I wanted to take Ming Ye’s hand and take care of Sal.

But do these idiots dare to have some brains?

They frantically smeared their boss in front of Zera and his group of Thrall's subordinates. Aren't they waiting to be reported?

Although they are high-level undead assigned by the ancestor of the undead, they must also know that this Qianlong Continent is Thrall's territory. The law is as high as the sky and the emperor is far away. Even if Thrall does something to them, the ancestor of the undead can still be here.

Got news thousands of miles away?

It is estimated that by the time he gets the news, these idiots will have been beaten to the bone by Sal.

Shen Yanxiao secretly lit three sticks of incense for these idiots with severely deficient brain circuits.

But she was very curious, as the prince of the undead, would His Highness Ming Ye's head be as inoperable as these idiots?

Ming Ye's handsome face became more and more gloomy with the scolding in his ears. He narrowed his eyes with some displeasure, looked at Zera who was kneeling in front of him and said: "Where is Sal? Why?

Don’t come to greet me.”

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