The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady
chapter-2083

After getting the approval of Xiu, Yaksha got excited for a long time before finally restoring his calm.

Distortion and madness faded from his eyes, leaving only a trace of indifference.

When it came to temperament, the feeling that Yaksha and Xiu gave was somewhat similar. Only, Yaksha's coldness was more of a grim and hostile feeling; while Xiu's was a disregard for common people.

"I'll change the undead, Di Xiu. I know you're never going to break your word." Yaksha sorted out his mood and stood up. His handsome face once again revealed the tyranny of a king.

He called him Di Xiu, not Asura.

Xiu looked at Yaksha lightly.

"Prepare a room."

Yaksha looked at Shen Yanxiao who was still weak. Naturally, he understood Xiu's meaning. He turned to the door and walked halfway when he suddenly stopped and turned around.

A death energy was brewing in his palm. The Dragon God's face changed dramatically upon seeing this.

The moment the death energy broke out, the Dragon God subconsciously rushed up.

However, the death energy did not attack anyone, but destroyed all the chains tied to the Asura's Blade.

"I’m giving back the thing that belongs to you." As soon as Yaksha finished speaking, he went straight away.

The dazzling Asura's Blade finally broke free from the shackles. It slowly fell from mid-air and floated in front of Xiu.

Xiu gripped the Asura's Blade with one hand, firmly holding this divine weapon which symbolized the status of the War God, without letting go.

Then, the long Asura's Blade little by little submerged into the palm of Xiu’s hand and gradually disappeared.

The Dragon God was still in the posture of ready to strike. He had thought that Yaksha wanted to go back on his word so soon, but it seemed that he had thought too much about it.

Yaksha quickly arranged a room, after which a skeleton soldier led the crowd over.

The skeleton soldier had no ability to think, but acted according to the orders of the Ancestor of the Undead. If it were any other undead, as soon as they felt the divine aura of the Dragon God and Xiu, it was likely that they would flee in the first instant.

Vermillion Bird and the Dragon God went into Shen Yanxiao’s room and put her on the bed with Taotie. Vermillion Bird consciously went ahead to open Shen Yanxiao's storage ring and took out all the potions that could be used. He then fed them to the two wounded people lying in bed.

"I would also kill Yaksha if I were the War God." The Dragon God put his arms around his chest and leaned against the wall. Looking at Shen Yanxiao's condition, he could not help sighing.

The stress level of a certain great god when an unscrupulous little thief was concerned was really insane.

After watching an unscrupulous little thief almost ripped into two by Yaksha with his own eyes, it was simply a miracle that some great god could press down his urge to kill!

God knew just how terrifying his killing intent was when Xiu rushed into the room.

Shen Yanxiao lay in bed, obediently enjoying the care of Vermillion Bird.

"Xiu is not you." Shen Yanxiao spoke out.

"What do you mean?" The Dragon God felt that Shen Yanxiao's words were having more and more meaningful content.

Shen Yanxiao looked at the Dragon God and blinked her eyes.

"He's not as simple as you."

The Dragon God looked at Shen Yanxiao doubtfully. Simple, this word...

It should be a praise, right?

But how come he didn’t feel she was praising him at all when he looked at Shen Yanxiao's expression?

"Xiu may want to kill Yaksha, but without Yaksha, the undead will lose their ruler. Yaksha is the only button we now have that can link us with the undead and help us reach a settlement with them. If he dies, the undead will surely stand on the side of the Devil Race." Looking at the Dragon God's ignorant face, Shen Yanxiao could only explain a little more straightforwardly.