"There's a cemetery outside the village, dear skinner." Vanessa slowly drew her long sword, her gaze cold, "Let's stop acting, you are the man from Pamela, the real Abby is probably still lying on the iron bed and being tortured at the moment." ”

The man opposite retracted his walking movements, and a smile appeared on his face, "What a smart girl, how do you see through me?" ”

"The people who were kidnapped in the tavern two years ago want to go back to the tavern as soon as they escaped?" Vanessa rolled her eyes contemptuously, "Moreover, how can a lost lamb not want his mother, you don't mention the safety and whereabouts of your parents at all, you know that you have a ghost." ”

"Well," the young man straightened up, no longer pretending to be sickly, "it seems that the soft ones are not good, so they have to come to the hard ones." He pointed to Prince Matt, "Who made my body lack your good skin?" ”

Vanessa lowered her center of gravity, her palms were sweaty, and the long sword in her hand tightened again, ready to meet at any time. The man didn't make any moves, just looked at them with a smile. The princess suddenly felt a wave of dizziness and almost couldn't stand on her feet, "What's going on?" ”

Matt, who had little resistance, had fallen headlong to the ground, and the man reached out to pull the prince and was forced away by Vanessa's crooked sword, "You know the tavern I'm talking about," the man easily pulled away from Vanessa's sword and continued to drag Matt, "The real Ebby was taken from there." ”

"There's your inside line there!" Vanessa searched her mind for a possible person, the shopkeeper? Waitresses? Yes, it's her, she can't wait to seduce Matt when she sees her, she must be Pamela!

"You guessed it right." The man put Matt on his shoulder, and Vanessa's vision blurred, but she could still hear him clearly. "What should I do with you? Ha, you're finally here. ”

"How's it going?" It was the voice of the waitress!

"It's nothing, this ugly girl is quite shrewd," the man kicked Vanessa, "but thanks to the medicine you put in their food, I wouldn't be able to guarantee that I would have been able to beat her." At this moment, Vanessa maintained the image of Solanda's warrior, which was intimidating, and the man kissed the waitress and smacked, "This woman will be handed over to you, clean it up." ”

"No problem." The waitress also kicked the princess, "I really don't know what charm she has, so that this handsome little guy doesn't even have the courage to come to me." ”

"Alright, I'll go back to the barn first, you hurry." The man kissed the waitress again and turned away.

"I've got to get you done quickly," the waitress said to herself, "and I'll get home early for a date with my Angelo." ”

No, I can't die. Vanessa said to herself. I couldn't have owed Raina more.

Vanessa felt Pamila's knee press against her, and reached for the dagger in her boot. Vanessa struggled desperately, and it was pitch black in front of her, and she only fumbled around the belt with her right hand, but she couldn't touch anything. The waitress gasped fiercely, the hot breath spit into the princess's neck, Vanessa used her hands and feet together, scratching and scratching, she was completely in the dark, she panicked, almost forgot all her skills, Pamira was triumphant, she used the weight of her body to hold Vanessa down, and in the process of struggling, Vanessa felt something pushed onto her chest!

It's a forbidden magic stone! The princess ripped open her clothes and felt the clasp of the forbidden stone—and by this time, a dagger sharpened by the sharpened edge of the sword had reached her throat.

"Long live Winterfell!" The princess meditated, a supernatural power ran through her body, she felt that she had regained control of her body, and then, she waved her hand back, and the forbidden magic stone was accurately attached to Pamela's neck, only to see the red light surging, a very thin but firm force around the neck of the waitress, tighter and tighter, deeper and deeper, blood beads burst out from around the red line, but the magic power still refused to stop, the red line was deeper, Pamela went crazy in pain, she gave up dealing with Vanessa, and grabbed her hands fiercely around her neck, But to no avail, the magic red thread continued to move towards Riller, more blood spurted out, Vanessa wanted to take out the key to unlock the forbidden magic stone, but it was too late, the major artery had been torn open, and blood sprayed all over Vanessa's face. It seems that Pamela must have been born with passive magic, and her magic could not be stopped on its own, and the two of them could only stare at each other in horror until Pamela's beautiful head was completely cut off from her neck by the Forbidden Magic Stone!

That's it? I killed her?

The princess felt like she was losing her strength and fell into crimson and darkness.

Vanessa floated in some quiet and dark place, half-asleep and half-awake when she heard a whisper near her body, rising and falling rhythmically. Who is it? Am I dead too? Vanessa felt unusual pain in her hands and throughout her body, as if in response to the whisper. In the dark, she knew that she had just been able to break through the shackles and it was precisely because of this mysterious power that she was so who are you? Why help me?

"The blood of kings, the souls of the good—the blood of kings, the souls of the good—" The voice was mixed with a myriad of noises, like countless thin threads twisted into a rope, and they were noisy, whispering, growling, roaring, and for Vanessa, these voices had only one meaning - to wake yourself up, not to sleep.

Wake up, wake up! Vanessa, wake up quickly! Matt is in danger!

Vanessa snapped her eyes open to find herself lying on the cold stone floor. Isn't the blood of the good talking about Matt? The blood of kings, Grandma Glab said that I had the blood of kings in my veins, is that voice suggesting that I killed Matt and then killed myself? Absurd. The princess got up from the ground, looked at Pamela's headless body, hesitated, but decided not to wear her clothes, but to leave her in the square, and someone would come to solve the problem for her after daybreak.

Vanessa looked around, her pocket had been torn off in the process of tearing with Pamira just now, and now she was lying in the grass not far from her, she took out a small paper bag from her pocket, which contained a pinch of pale blue powder, which shone faintly in the darkness of the night, and the princess carefully stained the powder on her clothes, where Abby had kicked herself, and there was blood on the soles of his feet.

The magic took effect, and the powder shone brightly the moment it touched Eby's bloodstains, Vanessa quickly blew the rest of the powder out of her palm, and when they fell to the ground, a column of westward footprints appeared on the bluestone slab, and Vanessa followed the faint light towards Eby's hiding place.

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