"your." Nacian casually cursed a proverb from the Sand Empire. Skillfully tearing a rag from his waist and wrapping a leaf of baro's whisker and tying it between his mouth and nose.

This is the emergency evacuation method that the nobles of the palace learned from childhood, and Naxi is naturally very proficient. At this moment, he steadied his breathing, squinted his eyes to see the direction of Cold Rose's escape, and swooped after him.

Cold Rose didn't know the way, she just walked blindly. Inadvertently ran into the barracks of the cooking class. It was time to finish breakfast, and the people in the cooking class happened to be practicing outside.

Nacian blocked the exit from the barracks and shouted, "Don't run away, I'm much more familiar with this place than you are." Behind that was where they stacked their pots and pans, not an outlet. ”

Cold Rose reached behind the curtain and pulled out a pan.

"Okay Miss, now is not the time to play house." Nacian didn't draw his sword, but picked up a stick to use as a weapon and slowly approached.

Cold Rose threw down the pan and picked up a firewood knife, intending to make a final resistance.

Although this chai knife is sharpened brightly, looking at the way Leng Rose holds it, I am afraid that he is not very proficient in weapons. Nacian shook his head, "You can't beat me like this......"

"Eichner......" A name popped out of Cold Rose's mouth.

The name struck Nacian like a thunderbolt! This was his real name: the third prince of the Wild Sand Empire, Eichner. Since he was framed by the second prince, Babu, he escaped from the imperial city with the help of Father Shraf, and has been calling himself "Naxian" ever since.

How could this dancer in front of him know his name?

Could it be that Bebith already knows his true identity!

Nacian didn't have time to think about it, Cold Rose's wood knife had already chopped over. In a panic, Nacian hurriedly raised a wooden stick to resist, but he was still stabbed in the chest. Thankfully, the hatchet wasn't too sharp, and the armor issued by the bootcamp was pretty strong.

"How did you know that name?" Nacian struck back with a club, but Cold Rose didn't say a word. The knife and stick slashed together, and Nacian suddenly regretted it.

No matter how blunt the firewood knife is, it is also used to chop wood, and the stick in his hand happens to be a piece of firewood.

With a few crackles, the wooden stick in Naxi's hand became shorter and shorter, and he couldn't help but get anxious and roared: "You are talking!" ”

For some reason, the veil of Cold Rose was full of tears, but the firewood knife in her hand did not pause at all. Her attacks grew lighter and lighter, as if her dexterous dance steps dodged Nacian's attacks, but she struck a ferocious blow in her graceful dance.

Nacian thought she was just an ordinary dancer, but she didn't expect her to have such strength, and she was shocked and puzzled in her heart. Seeing the opportunity, he suddenly threw out the wooden stick in his hand, which was only the length of his forearm, and drew his sword suddenly, "You have angered me, you ......"

The wooden stick hit Cold Rose's face, and she dodged it, but she didn't expect her veil to be blown out by the wooden stick, revealing her teary eyes.

There was a look of shock in Nacian's eyes because the woman ...... He has known each other since childhood.

"Sister?!" Nacian exclaimed, "Sister Maria! ”

The expression of the dancer in front of her became more and more painful, her tears were swaying in the air, but the firewood knife in her hand slashed over like a whirlwind.

"Sister Maria, stop, don't you recognize me?" Nacian said as he parried the hatchet.

Cold Rose's face distorted, and there was indescribable sadness in her eyes. Swords and daggers swirled in the air, bursting with dazzling sparks.

Nacian's hands trembled, and tears welled up in his eyes. He couldn't accept that his gentle and kind sister would become like this.

"Sister, what are you doing? Guarding this terrible empire? Nasian opened Cold Rose's wood knife and pushed her away, "Looting wealth, killing civilians, raising warlords, colluding with demons, this empire has fallen into evil, what else do you want to protect?" ”

Cold Rose's eyes were sad, and her face was full of guilt. But after her body stabilized her fighting stance, she pounced on Nacian again.

Nacian let go of a flaw and let her hatchet slash over, flashed the blade sideways and kicked Cold Rose in the stomach, "Sister, are you willing to become their tool to persecute more innocent civilians?" ”

Cold Rose was kicked to the ground, and after a few rolls, she suddenly pointed to her abdomen and looked up at King Naxi in a panic, "Kill me." ”

After only a few seconds, her body began to struggle to her feet again, as if trying to attack again. Looking at Cold Rose's pained expression and abnormal body, Nacian seemed to understand something.

The two looked at each other, time seemed to pause, there was no conversation at this moment, but there seemed to be a thousand words.

Nacian relentlessly raised his short sword. "Sister......" Nacian's voice trembled a little, he seemed to understand his sister's distress, and also understood his sister's final choice.

Cold Rose's body slashed at Nacian frantically again, only this time, her sad eyes filled with anticipation.

"I'm sorry, Sister Maria." Nacian dodged the wood knife with his body, and the short sword in his hand stabbed into Cold Rose's abdomen.

Blood Splash!

Bright red blood!

There was also a viscous liquid of a miserable blue color, slowly gushing out of the wound.

The hatchet fell to the ground, and a bitter smile appeared on her face.

"Sister, Sister Maria!" Nacian hugged her tightly, tears streaming down her face.

Maria gently stroked his head and back, just as she had lived in the palace as a child. It seems to thank him for his firmness and seems to encourage his bravery.

Her last voice turned into a breeze and gently brushed into Nacian's ear, "Thank you, my good brother......"

……

"Naxian, is it in there?" Outside the room, Crohn's shouts rang out.

"There are footprints here, and he should be going here." Bard commanded, "You guys go over there, be careful, that woman is dangerous." ”

"I hope that dwarf is still alive." Eggers said indignantly, "It's a desperate guy to chase after a pretty girl." ”

Nacian hurriedly wiped the tears from his face, coughed a few times, and responded loudly, "Which shell is cursing me?" ”

"You're hard enough, you dwarf." Eggers' voice got closer and closer, "You know what, that dancing girl is Rosemary, the mastermind of the assassination of the princess......"

As soon as a few people leaned in, their jaws dropped when they were shocked by the scene in front of them. It wasn't because Nacian had killed the rosemary, but because there was a green goo mixed in the pool of blood all over the ground.

"Hurry up and call Master Black Condensation Snow to come here." Bard hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop everyone, "Boy, are you okay?" ”

Seeing Bard look so flustered, Nacian vaguely felt as if something big had happened.

.

The first to arrive was not Black Snow, nor was Lydia.

Unbeknownst to everyone, a swarm of bats burst out of the window, and then the powerful Shadow Soul could roar and fly the entire tent.

Before Nacian could figure out what was happening, he was dazzled. By the time he recovered, he found himself lying on the ground ten meters away from Rosemary's body.

Bu smiled and threw a sentence at Bard coldly: "Very good." Then a ball of soul fire poked at Naxian's stomach with his fingertips, and he swiped back and forth three or four times, and then dropped another sentence: "Luckily." Then, Smiling walked over to Rosemary's corpse again, and slowly approached the wound in her abdomen.

Although the Red Pavilion army has always been happy, it is still chilling not to laugh at this murderous and silent image. Those who wanted to come forward to watch subconsciously took several steps back and looked from afar.

"Your life, young man." Black Snow stood behind Nacian.

Nacian raised his hand for Bard to bandage his wounds, and said with a smile, "She's just a dancer after all, and she doesn't have too strong combat ability......

Hei Ningxue shook her head, "I'm not talking about this, but the 'Parabrain Demon Worm'." ”

The onlookers screamed!

Nacian looked up and saw that Buxiao slowly removed an evil creature with a pitch-black body from the abdomen of Rosemary's corpse.

Its body is the size of a watermelon, and its surface is wrinkled like a walnut. What looks like fluff on the surface is actually its antennae, and it is through these antennae that it absorbs the nutrients of the mother, and directly controls the mother's movements by controlling the spine.

This is the fundamental reason why Maria's demeanor and behavior are so different after recognizing Nacian - she has long been made into a puppet of the demons, and her body is almost out of her control.

She was able to call out Nacian's real name, perhaps using all her strength.

"This ...... It's disgusting......" Crohn felt a tumbling in his stomach and turned his head to find a corner.

Eggers patted him on the back and sneered, "I didn't expect you to be so weak in heart. Someday show me how I slaughtered it, and maybe it will make you spit out the bile. ”

Nacian forcibly suppressed a surge of stomach acid and muttered gloomily, "I knew she shouldn't be like that......"

"Ahh The crowd screamed in unison.

The evil bug suddenly spewed out several long tentacles and pierced into the neck of the unsmiling one!

"Don't go over!" Lydia hurriedly called out to everyone.

Hei Ning Xue said, "This demon insect is very cunning, it knows that it has lost its host, so it pretends to die to regain its strength, and then tries to capture the next host." ”

Nacian finally understood what he meant by the "lucky" he said without laughing.

If he had continued to stay next to the corpse just now, he might have been parasitized by the demon worm and became a puppet of the demon race.

"What now?" Bard asked.

No further explanation was needed, the demon worm had already let out a terrible cry. It was a voice of extreme fear, as if it was the cry of encountering a natural enemy. A cloud of blood-red life energy flowed around its body, rapidly flowing towards its unsmiling body.

The screams didn't last long, and it soon turned into a shriveled shell.

Without smiling, he pinched it silently, and a ghost fire slowly ignited in his hand. In a scorching stench, the filthy demon worm finally turned to ashes.