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Chapter 1868 The return of the night (4)

Long Yan smiled in agreement, scolding this crazy prince in his heart for not wanting two to five or eighty thousand.

"During my absence, what happened to you?" Seeing that the suspicion had been eliminated, Shen Yanxiao immediately asked Ming Ye to ask about the situation.

"Your Highness, I haven't seen you for a long time. I thought that Your Highness was captured by the dragon clan in the north. I am currently discussing whether to go to the dragon clan cemetery, resurrect the bone dragon, and fight to the north." Thrall spoke in a clear tone. There is no doubt about Ming Ye anymore, all he hates is Long Yan's deliberate deception.

"Oh? The Dragon Clan Cemetery... It seems to have been delayed for a long time. Anyway, the things my father told me must be completed. I think we can leave tomorrow." Ming Ye, who was rarely looking for trouble, agreed.

Ming Ye's words made Sal stunned for a moment.

Hasn't Prince Ming Ye always liked to feel uncomfortable early? Why is he so talkative today? He just went to the Dragon Clan Cemetery when he said he was going to it?

The most cunning prince in history suddenly became so talkative when he went out, which made it difficult for a group of undead to digest him.

But Long Yan, who had just been beaten by Ming Ye, didn't dare to hit the target at this time. He immediately agreed and quickly found an excuse to escape, not daring to stay in the room for more than a moment.

Only a group of confused undead remained in the room.

"I'm tired, let's go rest first, Yadou, come with me." Ming Ye yawned, and took Yadou out of Sal's sight.

Back in the room, Ming Ye immediately lost his aloof attitude just now. He stood obediently next to Shen Yanxiao, waiting for Shen Yanxiao's instructions.

"It's better to do it early than to do it skillfully. We came back in time." Shen Yanxiao sat back on the chair and fiddled with a crystal ornament in his hand.

If they hadn't arrived in time, Thrall would have been in a hurry to take people to the dragon cemetery this afternoon.

Once the undead souls other than Ming Ye are allowed to resurrect the bone dragon, things will become difficult to handle.

"You know what to do when you get to the dragon cemetery, right?" Shen Yanxiao looked at Ming Ye, once again confirming whether Ming Ye was controlled by a spell.

"Yes." Ming Ye nodded.

Shen Yanxiao smiled with satisfaction.

After a while, there was a knock on Ming Ye's door. Shen Yanxiao immediately stood up, put on Ye Dou's silly expression, walked to the door and opened the door.

Outside the door, a group of relatives and friends lined up with eager eyes.

As soon as Shen Yanxiao opened the door, they rushed in impatiently, swarming around Ming Ye and surrounding him.

"Your Highness, you are finally back. We would be really worried if you weren't here."

"Your Highness is wise and powerful. I say nothing will happen to Your Highness. Your Highness must have discovered that Long Yan was dishonest, so he exposed Long Yan's cover."

"Hmph, that Long Yan still dares to deceive us. When we wipe out the dragon clan in the north, we will have to let him lose his temper."

A group of relatives and friends talked a lot, despising Long Yan's shamelessness and praising Ming Ye's wit.

As a spectator this time, Shen Yanxiao leaned against the door with leisurely time, watching this group of relatives and friends who were very good at flattering each other, besieging the upright Ming Ye.

Ming Ye was obviously used to the compliments from these guys, and he looked aloof, but he felt more at ease than when Shen Yanxiao was pretending, and felt that he was simply amazing.

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