1835: A Dragon That Can't Dig a Hole is Not a Good Dragon (1)

A Dragon That Can't Dig a Hole is Not a Good Dragon (1)

1The Dragon God's straightforwardness made Shen Yanxiao very happy.

In this way, the little golden dragon's problem was resolved.

"In that case, let's leave this place first," Shen Yanxiao smiled and said.

The Dragon God nodded obediently.

Xiu suddenly said, "The dragons outside have woken up."

Shen Yanxiao was stunned. Wasn't the stamina of these dragons too good? How long had they rested for? Why were they so excited again?

In fact, it was not that the dragons were diligent, but that Long Yan had repeatedly urged them to get the Dragon King's Decree as soon as possible. Therefore, they had no choice but to work overnight. Being able to sleep for a short time was already a gift.

"Then we can't go out through the main entrance." Shen Yanxiao frowned. She did not want to make things worse. It would be best to leave an empty Dragon Palace Hall for Long Yan. Even though Xiu could wrap them up with a barrier, if the stone door were to open again, those dragons would notice it.

How to leave here quietly was a problem.

The Dragon God looked at Shen Yanxiao's tangled appearance and was very puzzled.

"Well… why can't we go through the main entrance?"

"Because there are dragons outside," Shen Yanxiao said.

The Dragon God opened his mouth, completely unable to accept this reason.

"Since it's my people outside, we can go out without any worries, right? You can rest assured that with me here, they will certainly treat you well and will not do anything rude." The Dragon God spoke rather proudly. His position in the Dragon race was so supreme that no matter how many dragons there were outside, they would still come to worship him.

Shen Yanxiao glanced at the Dragon God who felt good about himself and said expressionlessly, "You've been dead for a long time."

The Dragon God was stunned for a moment.

"This has nothing to do with my death, right? I am the god of the Dragon race. No matter how many years have passed, they will still believe in me." The Dragon God was very confident!

Shen Yanxiao looked at him and said, "If I say that the dragons outside have colluded with the Undead race, do you think they will still believe in you?"

"…" The Dragon God's eyes widened in an instant.

"You… What did you say?" Did he hear it wrong? Undead?

"The dragons began to fight among themselves more than a thousand years ago. An eight-winged golden dragon colluded with the Undead race to rule the entire Hidden Dragon Continent. The dragons outside are not here to admire your palace. They are here to snatch the Dragon King's Decree so that their Dragon King can dominate the Hidden Dragon Continent." Shen Yanxiao simply and neatly explained the current situation of the Dragon race.

The Dragon God's mouth was wide enough to swallow an egg.

"How is that possible? How can my people collude with the shameless Undead race? This must be a misunderstanding!" The Dragon God did not believe it. Even if you beat him to death, he would not believe that the proud dragons would collude with undeads.

This was simply unimaginable to him.

"You can ask Xiu." Shen Yanxiao shrugged her shoulders. It seemed difficult for a soul that had been sleeping for nearly ten thousand years to accept all this in a short time.

The Dragon God looked up at Xiu, who just nodded faintly.

The Dragon God's face turned deathly pale in an instant.

"How can this be… How can dragons collude with undeads? The Dragon race has had their share of internal strife before, but… but this has never happened." The Dragon God was in disarray. Internal strife existed in many races, but such struggles were only internal. Once faced with foreign enemies, all disputes would be transferred to the outside world.

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