Chapter 2062: Don't just have a meal (3)

Shen Yanxiao did not have much reaction.
From the beginning, Shen Yanxiao did not put Luo Qiu's role in the heart. She took Luoqi's point and did not qualify her enemy.
It’s just that Luo Qiu’s perfect interpretation. If you don’t die, you won’t die. You have to play your own future.
Kyle and Shen Yanxiao had a conversation without saying a word. In a short while, the carriage stopped at the door of the palace.
This palace is the most striking building in the dream city. It is not only magnificent, but also after the completion of the palace, the ancestors of the undead gave orders, and no buildings were allowed to be higher than the palace in the entire dream city. In the dream city, this palace stands tall and can be seen clearly at the gate of the city.
Shen Yanxiao, they got out of the car. The bear children of the Red Yan team, although they were hot at the hotel, but they really got to the place, they calmed down, one by one, and they did not squint, showing the most perfect state. .
In fact, they are afraid of being scorned by the guards and they have never seen the world.
They are not representing themselves, but they represent Shen Yanxiao and the School of the Fire, so they must be cautious and cautious at every step before the show.
Shen Yanxiao...
Still the same.
Kyle took them into the palace, and the undead soldiers wearing light armor along the way stood on both sides of the palace road.
What is even more surprising is that these undead are all squatting soldiers, only bone shelves, wearing armor, looks horrible.
"Kell's mentor." Xerox finally couldn't stand the eyes of those sly soldiers.
"Hmm?" Kyle stopped.
"My lord... Why should my lord use these squatting soldiers and stay here?" Xerox didn't understand, the shackles among the undead were the least powerful, and even the defenders of the general city were rarely used by them. Soldiers will only be launched on a large scale in large-scale battles because their lives are very cheap, compared to other resurrections.
骷髅 soldiers do not have any ability to think, they will only act in accordance with the order to resurrect their undead.
There is no feeling of pain, no idea what the fear is, or a group of cockroaches.
The ancestors of the undead actually used such a pile of bone shelves to guard, how to see how it feels unreliable.
"This is what my Lord meant. I don't know why." Kyle said.
Even though he is the commander of the abyss of the abyss, he is still small in the face of the undead.
After a long walk, Kyle brought the Red Yan team into a huge ballroom.
The long dining table is enough to accommodate hundreds of people to eat together. At the top of the table, a sacrum is placed to create a gold-studded throne.
"They are this victory team?" A low voice sounded in the ballroom.
A tall, undead unarmed, with a delicate figure walked to Kyle and others.
When Kyle saw the face of the person, the smile on his face quietly faded.
"Saar."
It’s not the other people who came, but the undead commander Sal, who had only returned from the Qianlong mainland.
Thrall was transferred to the Qianlong continent more than a thousand years ago. The teenagers of the Red Yan team have never seen Thrall, but the name of General Saar is branded in the heart of none of them.
Saar, one of the two commanders of the undead, is equal in strength to Kyle!