The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

Thrall and the Queen of the Night did not meet. When he went to the mainland of Qianlong, the night was still not born.

It stands to reason that the two should have no holidays, but if there is no festival, how can you give yourself a face in the first night?

Even Saar, I don’t want to understand this.

After waiting for four hours in a row, a white figure, surrounded by many undead, finally slowly walked down the undead ship.

A white dress wins the snow, just this whitening, the darker skin of the undead is more and more dim, the delicate facial features, handsome and elegant, just the arrogance of the eyebrows is new and unpleasant.

A group of high-ranking undead, after the surge, the umbrellas are shaded, and the left and right sides are supported.

After seeing the night of the night, Thrall couldn't help but twitch.

Who is this big squad, for whom?

Nature is him.

"Below Saar, see the Highness of the Night!" The emotions in the heart were also suppressed. At the first time when Shen Yanxiao came to the coast, Thrall squatted on one knee and put on the most sincere gesture.

His Royal Highness was not enough to understand him. He believed that His Highness was not an unreasonable person.

"It's so hot." A sigh of complaints shook aloud. His Royal Highness, who should have greeted Thrall, was slightly frowning, looking up at the sun in the sky, and even the corners of his eyes were not given to Saar.

Saar’s etiquette was thrown aside as hard as it was.

"His Royal Highness, the sun is poisonous, please be here." Friends and relatives met with Shen Yanxiao so coldly waiting for Thrall, one by one, laughing and opening flowers.

They are afraid that Thrall will win a powerful force and receive the attention of the undead master. If he wants to let him be favored by him, how can they be good?

Isn't that the whole abyss of mourning is the world of Thrall?

They are absolutely unable to tolerate such a thing happening!

Therefore, these days, they have spared no effort to instill all kinds of Thrall into Shen Yanxiao. Now, it seems that these preparations have worked!

Pu Daxi Ben!

Friends and relatives are laughing and laughing.

I can see that Thrall is eating, and they say that they are very refreshing.

Shen Yanxiao stepped on the calf, stepped on the elegant pace, and walked to the temporary tent to sit down, completely ignoring Thrall still on the ground.

This disregard is equivalent to playing the face of Thrall in front of all the undead in the presence.

When was Sal as the commander of the undead army, when was this humiliation?

Rao is the heart of the forbearance of Sal, this time also black face.

Shen Yan Xiao Xin smiled, she did not say this way to the extreme, for a slightly less temperament of the undead, it is estimated that the scene will be violent.

Anyway, if Long Yue dared to put this spectrum in front of him, Shen Yan Xiao Tieding gave him on the spot.

However, Thrall did not break out. He just stayed in the same place, as if he had not been annoyed.

The friends and relatives group diligently handed over the tea at the side of Shen Yanxiao. From time to time, they used the gloating eyes to aim at the Saar on the ground. In their hearts, they gave thirty-two praises for their arrogant arrogance!

What about the general! In front of the emperor, isn’t it really to be honest, hitting your face? Do you dare to resist?

If you dare to resist, you will be told to beat the emperor, and let the Lord cut you in minutes!

The group of people that Thrall brought, watching his boss squatting on the ground, was ignored, and his face was ugly.