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

"Are you sure no one has left the palace recently?" Wen Nian walked to a tree and said.

"Of course, will I deceive you?" The Eighth Prince frowned and looked at Wen Nian with dissatisfaction. His eyes expressed that he was just a servant, but he dared to question him like this?

Then the Eighth Prince's dissatisfied eyes fell in front of Tu Sang, as if he wanted Tu Sang to take good care of his attendants. However, what was unexpected was that Tu Sang only looked at Wen Nian very attentively and did not look at the Eighth Prince's words. Look in your eyes.

"But judging from the tree in front of us, it is a sapling that has only grown recently. Isn't it strange? This sapling serves as a symbol on the map. If you don't observe it from time to time, it shouldn't be on the map. Can you mark it?" Wen Nian was curious, in front of the magic of death, how could this tree grow in the magic of death, let alone a tree, not even a root of grass.

Tree? Death magic? Wen Nian suddenly thought of something in his mind and murmured to himself: "Are they testing that kind of thing behind their back?"

"What do you want to say?" Mu obviously went with Wen Nian. Wen Nian and Mu looked at each other and nodded. That thing is still lying in her space.

"What on earth are you talking about? What kind of thing? What kind of experiment?" Nishizawa leaned over and said excitedly: "Is it some kind of royal secret? The kind of thing that can't be said in secret ?”

"What are you thinking about?" Wen Nian said in confusion.

"Didn't the previous royal families also have that kind of unreliable and unreliable unofficial history, such as which royal family has a treasure house, and which treasure house is guarded by a dragon?" Nishizawa said mysteriously, seeing Wen Nian didn't believe it, but he explained it in detail.

"Give me a little more!" The Eighth Prince couldn't bear it anymore and punched Caesar on the shoulder!

"Oops, I was threatened, so I have to tell you next time." Xize pretended to cover the place where he was hit by the Eighth Prince's hammer, with an expression of serious injury, while Mu noticed a look in the Eighth Prince's eyes. There was a flash of sadness and some meaning. Could it be that there was a hidden story behind the wild history that Nishizawa mentioned?

"It seems like at least the map is safe." Tu Sang stood up and said, "Since there is no danger on the road, let's go take a look."

"Since the Lord has said so, I will naturally obey the Lord's orders." Wen Nian memorized the map in his mind and replaced Tu Sang's barrier with a shield. Wen Nian also wanted to try out what would happen if his own power came into contact with the magic of death.

"Is there nothing strange?" Wen Nian was a little surprised. He originally thought that the contact between the shield and the death magic would cause some death magic to attack him, but unexpectedly, the death magic was extremely docile and had no intention of attacking Wen Nian.

"Your power gathers the power of the five elements of nature, and even the breath of life. The magic of death will not attack you, because your current breath is somewhat similar to the origin of nature." Life answered this question for Wen Nian.

After walking for two hours, the surrounding black fog became thicker and thicker, and the originally docile death magic began to become restless. More importantly, Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai patted Wen Nian's clothes to indicate that they were hungry.

"Let's stop and rest first." Tu Sang said upon seeing this, everyone found a nearby abandoned house and settled down temporarily. The first level gave them three days. At this speed, they can reach the ruins of the undead tomorrow. Originally, the Eighth Prince and the others planned to use the magic power of death to rush on their way, but except for Tu Sang, this high concentration of magic power of death was still too much for others to handle.

"This servant of yours is incredible. I have never seen this kind of power." Caesar stroked the shield. This was a completely unseen power. It didn't look like magic, but Caesar didn't know what it was. strength.

Tu Sang glanced at Xize and did not explain. Wen Nian was playing with Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai. Wen Nian handed a piece of beef jerky to the invisible Grande where no one could see it.

"Is she really your attendant? She looks more like the boss than you." The Eighth Prince glanced at Wen Nian, who was sitting leisurely in the corner. Along the way, he discovered that Tu Sang's attitude towards Wen Nian was somewhat different. .

"This has nothing to do with you." Tu Sang glanced at the Eighth Prince and did not explain. Instead, he asked, "Aren't you also very strange?"

Caesar and the Eighth Prince were stunned for a moment when they heard this, and then looked away in embarrassment. It was true that each of them had secrets that they could not tell. This time, the Eighth Prince understood that it was him who had been abrupt.

"Let's eat first." Wen Nian stepped forward to smooth things over. Ning Zhe set up the pot on the fire, and Tu Sang took out the vegetables and fruits from the space. The eighth prince looked at this scene and felt it was a bit fantasy, so Mu gave the bowls and chopsticks to Everyone didn't even know where a jar of wine had come from.

Outside the shield was a strong death magic, and inside the shield, a group of them were holding clean dishes and chopsticks, guarding a boiling hot pot. The more they looked at this scene, the more mysterious it became.

"Let's eat." Tu Sang glanced at the reserved Eighth Prince and Xize and said.

"I have never thought about this kind of scene." After Caesar finished speaking, he was no longer restrained. After pouring himself a bowl of wine, he began to talk to the eighth prince as brothers. Caesar's laughter could be heard from time to time next to the fire. The angry scoldings of the Eighth Prince, a meal and a jar of wine made the expressions of several people become much softer. Caesar seemed to like teasing the Eighth Prince very much. The angrier the Eighth Prince became, the happier Caesar became.

Wen Nian also poured a small bowl of wine and drank it in sips. He didn't mean to get drunk, but his face was a little red. After eating, everyone tidied up the place hastily and lay down on the spot in the house. , Of course, this informal approach was only suitable for Xizawa. The eighth prince still winked at his subordinates extremely reservedly, and then lay down slowly.

Wen Nian leaned against Ning Zhe and hugged Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai, and the invisible Grande squeezed into Wen Nian's arms. It wasn't very cold. Mu didn't need sleep. The physical fitness of the dragon could not be eaten or drank for a month. There would be no problem if she didn't sleep, so Yi Mu took on the responsibility of keeping vigil, and Tu Sang didn't need to sleep. She just sat on the edge of the shield, stretching out her hand from time to time, constantly absorbing the surrounding death magic, and then transformed it into own strength.

The next day

After a simple breakfast, Wen Nian and his party went to the ruins of the undead again. When they were walking well, Xize began to sell those unofficial histories again. To be honest, Xize was an extremely good storyteller. The eighth prince once doubted whether this guy was a storyteller. People are pretending to be here just to fish in troubled waters.

"Drink some water." Wen Nian is a qualified melon eater. He is very happy when he eats. He also cooperates with Xize from time to time, which is a complete cooperation.

"Do you know the legend of the ruins of the undead?" Xize took a sip of water and said to Wen Nian as he hurried on.

"Before the demise of the Dragon Clan, about ten or twenty years ago, legend has it that a Dragon King came here." Xizawa said show off. It was so rare to meet someone like Wen Nian who cooperated with the gossip!

Xi Ze wished that Yi Gulu could share all the secrets of unofficial history with Wen Nian. Wen Nian looked at Xi Ze seriously, but in his mind he thought of the place behind the church.

"That Dragon King is beautiful and powerful." Before Xizawa could finish his words, he was interrupted by the Eighth Prince.

"Have you seen it with your own eyes?" The Eighth Prince rolled his eyes at Xize, where did this kid come from so many stories?

"No, but haven't dragons always had this image?" Xizawa shrugged. The legendary dragons are all beautiful and powerful. These words actually touched the hearts of Mu and Grande, and Mu left no trace. Grande nodded, and in his invisible state, Grande also sent a message to Wen Nian, saying that he liked Caesar very much.

"Children are still easy to coax." Wen Nian thought in his heart, and then became a little worried. What if Grande was deceived by such sweet words in the future?

"It went astray. The Dragon King left some of her power in this world, and after the filth came, the place where only the Dragon King's power existed became another kind of oasis."

"It's suitable for people to live there, but the area is getting smaller and smaller as time goes by. And the Lords of the Undead in the past have no way to continue the miracle of the Dragon King, so these places are called the ruins of the undead. There is also a rumor that below these places It hides the treasure left by the Dragon King.”

"There are thirteen undead ruins in the world. If each undead ruins has a treasure of the Dragon King, it will be the Dragon King's treasure." Xizawa said with some pity: "But no one has been able to accomplish such a feat. It is estimated that several hundred Years later, the Dragon King’s power will completely disappear.”

"Isn't there a Dragon Clan around the Third Prince? Even she can't do anything about it?" Wen Nian became a qualified audience and wondered: "If the Dragon Clan gets the power of the Dragon King, maybe it's not impossible for the Dragon Clan to reappear in the world. ?”

"I don't know. Maybe the Dragon King's treasure is really just a legend." It's rare for Nishizawa to have unofficial history that he doesn't know about.

"Of course, this is all hearsay. Otherwise, the dragon next to the emperor would have been looking for him long ago. What can be done to stop the powerful dragon clan?" The eighth prince glanced at the map and made a calculation.

"In an hour, we will be able to enter the ruins of the undead." The Eighth Prince said.

Wen Nian turned his head slightly at this moment. It seemed that a gust of wind had hit the shield just now. This had never happened before, but the movement was too small and passed by in a flash. Wen Nian could only think that it was him. the illusion.

"The magic of death around us is decreasing."

"Humans, that familiar, powerful and gentle force has appeared." The voices of Tu Sang and Grande rang in Wen Nian's ears at the same time. Wen Nian was a little concerned that Grande said familiarity. It couldn't be such a coincidence. , Wen Nian had a bold guess in his mind.