After becoming the sister of a supporting character, I killed the protagonist

While everyone was pushing cups and changing cups, there was a commotion from the palace gate. Tu Sang walked to the corner, and Wen Nian and his group also followed Tu Sang to the corner.

"The emperor is here." After hearing the announcement from the attendant, Wen Nian couldn't help but stand on tiptoes to see what the Lord of the Undead looked like. Fortunately, everyone gave up their seats for the Lord of the Undead, and Wen Nian saw the Emperor's face through the crowd. He looks like an extremely ordinary middle-aged man.

But in the end, Wen Nian's eyes fell on the old man behind the prince. The old man had kind eyebrows and beautiful eyes. He greeted the princes and princesses with a smile, and even pinched the black hair beside the third prince affectionately. From the woman's cheeks, the two of them looked like they were a family.

"That old man is very powerful." The sound of water flow reminded Wen Nian in his mind, and he continued: "But besides the magic power of death, there is also a strange power that I have never felt before."

"However, in this world, we are stronger." Shui Liu said eagerly. She couldn't wait to fight the old man in front of her.

"This old man is stronger than me." Mu said on the side. Wen Nian raised his eyebrows when he heard this. It seems that in this world, the power of water flow has surpassed Mu, but this also means that the balance of this world has been broken. The power of evil has reached its limit.

Mu was not the only one with solemn expressions. Tu Sang and Ning Zhe seemed to feel each other's strength as well. They stared at the old man intently. Fortunately, the old man was busy talking to the black-haired woman and did not notice Tu Sang. Some people noticed Tu Sang's strange gaze, but they only regarded it as awe of His Majesty the Emperor, so it did not cause any surprise.

"The emperor's breath of life is in danger and he will die soon." Just as Wen Nian was quietly observing the old man, the breath of life sounded in Wen Nian's mind.

"Looks very healthy." Wen Nian turned his gaze to the emperor. He could not see that the emperor was about to die. Instead, he was talking and laughing. Although he was a bit old, he seemed to be far away from death.

"I won't feel wrong. The aura of life on that emperor's body is so subtle that he will die within a month at most." The aura of life said firmly. She couldn't feel wrong.

"Is the selection held because the current emperor is about to die? Because the Qian clan needs a new puppet." Wen Nian thought in his heart.

"Even the Lord of the Undead who can control the magic of death is limited in the amount he can absorb at one time. If you exceed the amount, you will feel pain. This is also people ensuring their health, but this Lord of the Undead is like countless times Having absorbed excessive death magic, he is unable to recover." This is the first time Wen Nian has heard of this theory.

"This year's selection will be more lively than last year. I look forward to bringing a crown to one of you, and I also look forward to a more powerful Lord of the Undead to protect the oasis." After the emperor said this, he stood up and prepared to leave. Then he looked at the old man who had been standing beside him.

"Does the Right Chancellor want to say something?"

"I hope I can still live to see you all." The old man known as the right minister just glanced at all the participants, and then left with the emperor.

After the emperor left, the atmosphere in the palace suddenly became lively. At this moment, all the participants seemed to have forgotten the fact that each other was enemies, and they hugged each other warmly.

Tu Sang met the Right Prime Minister tonight and was sitting in the corner not knowing what he was thinking. Fortunately, Ning Zhe and the others were watching over him and no one came to disturb Tu Sang.

"Your name is Tu Sang?" If the drunken Eighth Prince is a simple drunkard, then the sober Eighth Prince is a simple playboy, and every pore on his body seems to be telling the nobility of being superior to others.

Tu Sang looked at the eighth prince, looked him over and then chose to ignore his provocation.

"I am the eighth prince of the royal family. Your attitude can be regarded as contempt for the royal family." The eighth prince narrowed his eyes. He was not angry at Tu Sang's rude behavior.

"I am also from the royal family." Tu Sang looked at the eighth prince and did not feel that his status was lower than the eighth prince.

"But you are from the royal family in the past." The eighth prince was still very patient. Wen Nian was a little surprised when he saw this. He and Ning Zhe looked at each other, and the two of them stepped back. Seeing this, Mu laid a layer on the two of them without leaving any trace. The barrier indicates that two people can communicate freely.

"You don't look like a dandy, he looks very smart." With the barrier around, Wen Nian said easily. Judging from the performance of the eighth prince, the eighth prince is not only not a dandy, but a smart man.

"And he's not weak." Ning Zhe glanced at the Eighth Prince. The Eighth Prince was obviously a participant in the selection competition, but he didn't see any strong help around him. Even his attendants were ordinary people.

"This royal family is really strange. The third prince is silent and mute, but the black-haired woman next to the third prince has long sleeves and is good at dancing. She seems to have the right to speak." Wen Nian had a clear view of the situation in the palace. Since the third prince After entering the palace, he rarely talked to anyone. He only spoke a few words to the fifth prince, and most of the time it was the woman next to the third prince who spoke.

If someone who didn't know better looked at it, they would think that the third prince was the black-haired woman's assistant. As for the suspicious dragon, he showed up briefly and then left with the right minister.

"Boom!" Just as Wen Nian and Ning Zhe were chatting easily, a loud noise suddenly came from outside the palace. Wen Nian subconsciously opened the window and looked, only to see a huge explosion suddenly occurred in the night sky. Although the explosion was The aftermath was blocked by the barrier of the oasis, but the death magic outside the barrier was aroused by the remaining power of the explosion, beating the barrier of the oasis crazily.

"What's going on?" Wen Nian watched as the right prime minister's voice rushed into the night sky, and stretched out his hand to touch the barrier. The vibrating barrier gradually stabilized as the right prime minister's power was injected into it.

"Please return to your courtyard immediately." Wen Nian originally wanted to take a look again, but he did not expect that the group of people would be sent back to the courtyard.

Fifteen courtyards

"Why are you so anxious to get us back?" Wen Nian asked. Hasn't the Right Prime Minister stabilized the situation?

"Human!" Grande and Xiao Hei Xiaobai ran towards Wen Nian, eager to share what they saw and heard.

"Humans, many people have left here!"

"Only the third prince's courtyard has no one left. People from other courtyards have left here. Only the people sent by one courtyard have returned. The others have not returned yet." Xiao Hei briefly summarized the matter.

"Is anyone coming in?" Mu asked.

"No, I used my magic power to track the people who left the courtyard, but there was a very strange phenomenon. After the people in the eighth courtyard left the palace, my magic power also disappeared. I don't know where he went." Gran De Fei came to Wen Nian, and Wen Nian rubbed Grande's little head without hesitation and praised Grande for doing well.

"Melu is here." Mu felt something and immediately opened the window, and a small black snake crawled in along the window.

"Miss Wen." After entering the room, Mei Lu changed back to her human form, holding a thick stack of information in her hand, and saluted Wen Nian.

Wen Nian nodded and looked curiously at the information in Mei Lu's hand. How did she hold so much information with the appearance of a snake?

"This is the information of each contestant." Mei Lu took two pieces of information from the top of the information and handed them to Wen Nian and Tu Sang.

"The third prince has a close relationship with the eldest lady of the Yan family. The two seem to be lovers, but there is something very strange about it. I always feel that Yan Ya is the leader in this relationship." Mei Lu said one by one the information collected today.

"Yan Ya's grandfather is the teacher of the Lord of the Dead and the person who holds the position of right minister, while Yan Ya's aunt is the wife of the Lord of the Dead. If the Lord of the Dead is the emperor on the surface, then the Yan family is behind the scenes. Some people secretly jokingly call Liu Shui the Lord of the Undead and the iron-clad Yan family."

Mei Lu distributed the information to everyone, and then continued: "No matter how the Lord of the Dead changes, some important positions around the Lord of the Dead are still held by the Yan family."

"You can't be rich for more than three generations. After all these years, no one wants to take action against the Yan family?" Mu frowned. Is it true that no one would be jealous of such a great power?

"Yes, but they are all dead." Mei Lu said: "The data also records some methods of some families against the Yan family. However, subsequently, these families disappeared silently. However, it was a long time ago, and it may have been at that time. People have no records.”

"Is the dragon clan's information actually blank?" Mu turned to the page of the dragon clan's information. He only briefly introduced when the dragon clan appeared and why it was used by the third prince. Other than that, it was completely blank, as if A dragon appeared out of nowhere, and was discovered by the Yan family with great luck, and accidentally became friends with the third prince.

"Because it is indeed blank, but according to some records in the temple, this seems to be a blank intentionally created by the Yan family."

"There are people from the church under the Lord of the Dead? Are they hidden so deeply?" Wen Nian took a cursory glance at the contestants' information, but his attention was attracted by a piece of identity information of a believer.

"Yes, but this information is extremely special. It was relayed by Priest Demeter. Only Priest Demeter and Priest Helan in the church know this person's identity. However, the two priests have no idea whether this person still believes in the church. Not sure, but I think there's a need to get in touch."

"The Yan family is really like a big tree with intricate roots." Ning Zhe was a little wary of the right prime minister's strength, so the first thing he looked at was the Yan family's information. Starting from the right prime minister and looking down, the Yan family seemed to be in every corner of the oasis. There were spies everywhere. After flipping through a few pages, Ning Zhe realized that there were still a few dozen pieces of information about the Yan family, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"It's not easy to uproot this big tree." Ning Zhe looked solemn. A family that has been entrenched for so many years cannot be removed overnight.