Seeing the giant's retreat, the flame of soul in the eyes of the two headed snake and Tauren flashed, but he was disappointed.

The matter was settled smoothly. O'laite was relieved and took the initiative to open up the topic, so the four spirits of the dead began to discuss other things.

Don't do it yourself, Tang Xiaotang naturally relaxed, a few undead began to speak, she immediately began to seriously "listen".

She really can't understand, but her body has the function of recording. You can record the conversations of these people first, and wait for her to learn the language of the dead.

While recording, she looks at the undead on the left side of the Dragon again.

It is half hung head, has been maintaining the posture of standing still, falling black cape covers the eyes burning purple flame, only half of the snow-white chin bone, looks humble and submissive.

It's also very humble.

It is even more like a servant than the lizard man on one side, without any sense of existence, just like the skeleton in the four corners of the hall, as if there is no flame of soul burning in its eyes.

The undead have no moral sense, and their bodies are just a skeleton, and they don't need to wear clothes. Among the few undead Tang Xiaotang has seen, only he and the one named CaSO cover their bones in this way.

Maybe it's because they're all human.

The information about the undead in the organization is too limited, but Tang Xiaotang knows that all the undead were unconscious when they were born, and only when they evolved into green flame did they have weak consciousness.

So she didn't know why they behaved completely different from other undead.

Thinking, several undead lords should have finished their conversation and began to stand up one after another to show their intention to leave.

She took back her thoughts and felt that someone had picked up her box and started to move.

Tang Xiaotang felt the fluctuation of space transformation, and soon she saw the light again.

There is a familiar skeleton in front of us, which is still the purple flame of soul. However, its temperament has become completely different. Humility and meekness are no longer seen. Elegance and dignity are naturally revealed from it, as well as the deterrent momentum precipitated from countless years of high position.

Even if the flame under its eyes is still purple, there will be no more undead to ignore its existence.