#2034 Ancestor of the Dead (2)

No matter how hot the gaze is, Taotie can completely ignore it.

The adoring hearts of a group of undead girls were shattered into scum under the indifference of a foodie. They bit their handkerchiefs mournfully, wishing to throw themselves in front of a foodie to feel their presence.

The female's attention directly caused the envy and hatred of the male undead, and a pair of eyes full of resentment pierced towards Taotie like sharp knives.

However……

"The food here is not as delicious as Yan Yu's cooking..." While stuffing food into his mouth non-stop, while thinking of a certain chef's craftsmanship, Tao Tie didn't notice the two diametrically opposed fiery gazes at all.

On the contrary, Shen Yanxiao, who had been sitting next to Taotie, was about to be shot through by those off-target eyes.

"When we go back, let Yan Yu cook it for you." Shen Yanxiao looked at Taotie with a smile, a handsome man who was so cool and flamboyant, but complained about the deliciousness of the food like a child, how could this picture See how it feels weird.

"Master... uh, I want to go home." The more he ate, the more he complained. The snack food who used to only want to fill his stomach, after eating the delicious food in the world, the world of taste has been completely opened up. It’s just that they can go back to the Bright Continent earlier, let Chef Yan Yu go back earlier, so that they can have a delicious meal.

Shen Yanxiao raised her eyes and looked ahead, with a hint of nostalgia in her eyes.

Miss, how could she not miss?

She also misses Huan Ling's group of unscrupulous little friends, and she also misses her companions who share weal and woe under the sun never sets.

Xiu had handed Tang Nazhi's letter to her yesterday, reading between the lines, Shen Yanxiao's heart felt like a knife was twisting.

Finally, several of their phantoms were scattered in various continents. For the upcoming war, they had to embark on the journey of becoming.

Even Yang Xi will soon be separated from Shen Yanxiao.

Shen Yanxiao is very clear that she will not stay in Qianlong Continent for too long, mermaids, dwarves...she still has other allies that need to be contacted.

"I hope time can pass quickly." Shen Yanxiao sighed lightly.

Taotie looked at Shen Yanxiao, seemed to realize that he had said something wrong, so he lowered his head and remained silent.

He missed Yan Yu's craftsmanship, but what Shen Yanxiao missed was indeed those people whom she cared about most.

Just when Shen Yanxiao was immersed in longing, the noisy arena suddenly became completely silent.

She raised her head suddenly, and saw eight bone dragons suddenly suspended in mid-air above the playing field, and the dragons pulled by the eight bone dragons were just above their heads!

An unprecedentedly powerful dead air covered the entire playing field in an instant.

Shen Yanxiao held her breath, this force was a hundred times stronger than any undead she had felt before.

Even Kyle and Thrall couldn't match this power at all.

Eight dragon chants rang out over the playing field, and the sound resounded through the clouds, shaking the soul of every undead.

A tall figure floated down slowly from above the dragon, as if there were invisible stairs in the air, that figure walked down slowly like that.

The black cloak made a sound in the wind, and the gray fur set off the shoulders of the undead. His height was almost comparable to that of the Dragon God.

In an instant, all the undead in the arena stood up in unison, and bowed respectfully to the one who was slowly descending from the air.