The undead taken away by Shen Yanxiao trembled as he was carried in front of Qian Yuan and the others.
Qian Yuan frowned at the cowering undead, and his eyes were filled with hatred and anger.
“Great dragons and the wisest human beings, please don’t hurt this defenseless undead. I will answer all your questions, I only request for you to spare this one’s life. I will tell you everything I know.” The undead shivered under the glare of the dragons. He placed his arms on his back and assumed the most pious posture. There was nothing like the aggressiveness and arrogance from when he was chasing the little golden dragon’s group before.
“Shameless undead!” The red dragon, who had a broken arm, looked at the undead who had been chasing them to death indignantly. Seeing him submissively standing in front of him like this, the anger in his heart was even more difficult to vent.
“Yes, great dragon, I am a shameless undead. Please spit on me. I am so filthy and so insignificant, killing me will only stain your noble dragon claws.” The undead shrunk his shoulders and opened his flattering mouth.
In her past life, Shen Yanxiao had seen the real faces of many treacherous businessmen and politicians before their death. They discarded all of their pride and self-respect in order to save their own lives. But compared with this undead, she felt that those people were still too disciplined.
“Little Xiao, what are you keeping this undead for?” Qian Yuan tried to suppress the impulse to kill the undead.
Shen Yanxiao shrugged her shoulders and replied, “We have just arrived in Hidden Dragon Continent and we are not clear about the activities between the undead and Long Yan. If we keep this undead, we can learn something we wouldn’t know from his mouth.”
“Yes, that’s right! I will be your most devout servant, I will answer any of your questions; just please, do not kill me.” The undead humbly stated. He was only a low undead and had no status; otherwise, he would not be sent to hunt down the little golden dragon everywhere with his men.
Qian Yuan took a deep breath and looked at the undead and said, “Then you’d better be honest. If you tell half a lie, I’ll wring your head off!”
Despite being called the undead, they still had their own time for death.
The low undead could only repair some minor injuries by themselves. If their heads were cut off or their hearts were dug out, they would also die.
Only the high undead could be regarded as the real undead; there was hardly anything that could kill them except the divine light of the gods.
“Yes, I will be honest.” The undead nodded hastily.
Shen Yanxiao opened her mouth and asked, “Is it Long Yan who sent troops to pursue the other dragons?”
“Yes, wisest lady.” The undead responded immediately.
Shen Yanxiao slightly knitted her brows, “Don’t use such flattering words, just answer my questions.”
Being flattered by a skeleton with gray skin really made people unhappy.
“All right.” The undead nodded obediently.
“How did Long Yan know where the little golden dragon was?” Shen Yanxiao had noticed before that the words of the two red dragons were strange. They had fled in Hidden Dragon Continent for more than a thousand years. Hidden Dragon Continent was not small. It was not impossible for them to sneak to the north during this period.
But the two red dragons said that wherever they fled, they would soon encounter Long Yan’s men. It felt like Long Yan knew their whereabouts very well.
How come she felt strange about this, no matter how she thought about it?
