The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady
chapter-1742

Xiu's golden eyes were half-squinted as he looked at the few astonished dragons.

"Now you should believe that I can protect your Little Highness." Shen Yanxiao smilingly said. To reassure these dragons, it was still necessary to invite the big Buddha that was Xiu.

The faces of Qian Yuan and the others had completely exposed their hearts. The moment they saw the emergence of Xiu, all the worries in their hearts had been swept away.

"We humbly request the god to bless us dragons and expel the undead from our Hidden Dragon Continent." A group of dragons uniformly knelt down in front of Xiu.

They never thought that there was still a living god in the world. When all this happened, their hearts were taken over by a burst of ecstasy. With the help of a god, the undead would no longer be invincible.

Xiu didn't respond. He just came out and showed his image according to Shen Yanxiao’s mood. At least for the moment, he didn't plan to do anything.

Neither the dragons or the undead had nothing to do with him. At present, Shen Yanxiao was the only one who had anything to do with him in this world.

He used to be the War God of the God Race and the War God of the world, but now he only fought for Shen Yanxiao alone.

Xiu's indifference did not shatter the mood of the few dragons. Shen Yanxiao looked at a great God with four words: "strangers can’t come close", written on his face, and at those dragons who were almost crying in joy. She was very curious. In the end, which part of Xiu had convinced Qian Yuan and others that he would help them?

To be honest, Xiu himself was a very strange existence.

As a god, he should have a natural disgust for the undead, but when Shen Yanxiao saw the group of undead before, Xiu did not have any reaction at all, as if such a race that was repugnant to the gods did not exist at all.

The God Race had the responsibility to protect the world.

However, as the last god of the God Race, it appeared that this Great Master had no intention of acting as a patron saint at all.

"Well, please don't tell anyone else the matter about the god." Shen Yanxiao sighed. It was unrealistic to expect Xiu to open his mouth. She just wanted to borrow his identity to give Qian Yuan and others a reassuring pill.

"Yes!" Qian Yuan and others simply agreed.

To them, the fact that there was still a living god in the world was something difficult to digest. The dragons had a fanatical worship of the gods, and their loyalty to them was no less than their loyalty to their own dragon kings.

"Then, we leave His Little Highness in your hands!" The two red dragons could hardly wait to shove the timid little golden dragon into Shen Yanxiao's arms. Was there any more reliable bodyguard in the world than a god?

The pursuers sent by Long Yan before were either undead or bone dragons. And these undead creatures that gave them constant headaches could only be dregs with five points of fighting strength in front of the divine power of the gods!

Don’t even mention fighting, the gods could easily crush them with their fingers in seconds!

Rather than let their Little Highness follow them in fear, they might as well place His Little Highness under the protection of a god, which was absolutely foolproof!

Shen Yanxiao looked astonished at the two red dragons who were suddenly swift and decisive in their actions. She lowered her head to look at the little golden dragon which was stuffed into her arms and had a steamy red face.

Should the disparity in the attitude of these two red dragons before and after be so big!?

This was their Little Highness ah, not just some cat or dog on the roadside. Wasn’t it too undisciplined of them to hastily shove him into her arms?

Shen Yanxiao looked at the sky, speechless. She simply wasted half a day talking to them. She should just have let Great Master Xiu come out from the very start and let them be dazzled by his image.