Chapter 1807: His Royal Highness (8)

An hour passed, Shen Yanxiao continued to enjoy, and Sal was still squatting.
Night fight has been standing by Shen Yanxiao, he looked at Salz on the ground, his expression is a bit strange.
"His Royal Highness, are you going to let General Saar get up first?"
Huh? Is the real brand even so sense of justice? Shen Yanxiao interestingly looked at the night, it seems that this night is stupid, but it is not hopeless. I really want him to go to contact with Thrall. It may be a bit unpleasant at first, but continue, I believe His emperor education will still make him rely on the point.
Unfortunately……
The current prince is Shen Yanxiao this counterfeit goods!
"General Saar? Who?" Shen Yanxiao deliberately made the voice louder, and the Sal and the group of undead who were on the coast could be heard.
The night fights for a moment, looking at the sadness of the ground on the ground.
"General Saar..."
"Oh, you said him, he is Thrall?" Shen Yanxiao's expression of a sudden realization.
The undead of the Qianlong continent secretly gnashed their teeth.
What equipment do you pretend!
Our generals self-reported at the beginning, have you not heard?
"Yes...Yes." The night fight swallowed, couldn’t you just hear it under the temple?
Shen Yanxiao smiled slightly and stood up and walked toward Sal.
"General Saar, you have already arrived, I have not seen you, I am embarrassed." Shen Yan Xiao laughed very sincerely, standing in front of Thrall said.
"I don't dare to go down, the temple is tired, and I ask the Highness to take care of myself." Thrall smashed his teeth and swallowed it, and it was impossible to debunk Chen Yanxiao's disguise.
did not see it? Who are you fooling!
When Thrall walks in front of you, it’s a big embarrassment, can you still ignore it?
Everyone knows that Shen Yanxiao is deliberate. This is unquestionable, but no one dares to say anything because of the identity of the emperor.
"Haha, I have heard the father praised General Sal for the heroic spirit. Today, as soon as the rumor is heard, General Saar gets up quickly, and the sun is so uncomfortable." Shen Yanxiao has a smile. The mouth is said to be the same, but the expression on his face is full of disdain and pride.
Saar gritted his teeth and thanked him for standing up.
"The singer of the night, the praise of the Highness, can contribute to the Highness and the Lord, is the blessing of Thrall."
Shen Yan Xiao laughs like a fox, she wants to stir up the inner harmony of the undead, it is impossible to even enter the city of the undead. Today's Mawei has already let Saar face sweep, Rao is the temper of Saar, it is estimated in my heart. Resentment on the night.
"This is a hot day, and General Saar can arrange a break for me?" Shen Yan Xiao Xiaohe's opening.
If you want to do damage, it will be an opportunity, and the advanced city will say it again.
When she arrived at Saar’s site, she thought about how to get it.
"Already ready, I will ask the Highness to leave." Saar's respectful opening.
"Walking? General Saar is not kidding? In such a hot weather, do you want me to go?" Shen Yanxiao's face changed slightly, a disgusting expression.
"With such a big sun, General Saar did not arrange well. How can it be good to burn down our Highness?" The friends and relatives immediately voiced support for Shen Yanxiao.
Thrall took a deep breath, forced the inner discomfort, and endured the temperament: "Please rest assured that your Highness, I am ready for the carriage."
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Eight ends