"Don't you have any interest in the castle of the mysterious Viscount Hobie? All I need is a little food!

"Don't get out of here!" Courzon took two steps forward, opened his mouth to interrupt Satan's words, and the short knife in his hand was about to be swung out. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Stop!Okay!I'll go!Hmph, I'm going to see what happens to you!" Satan flicked his sleeves and staggered towards the nearby woods, and the thin figure quickly disappeared into the woods.

Then Torias's dry voice rang out: "I think we can exchange food for some news from him!

Curzon turned his head and glanced at him, "Do you know where he came from? What is his purpose? Will we take ourselves to the pit because of this news? Are you sure he's not a toss? And are you sure he's really a human?"

Several question marks in a row left Tolliston speechless. At this time, Tyne on the ground finally relented, and hurriedly agreed: "I don't see that Satan as a good person! Don't listen to his lies! We can pass through Viscount Hobbie's castle on our own!"

Mark frowned and looked in the direction Satan had left, his brow furrowed slightly, and he secretly made a decision in his heart. This Satan must be touched, and he is 80% sure that what this Satan says should be true. Perhaps he does hold the secrets of Hobie Castle.

"Looks like it's not far from Hobie Castle, why don't we take a break here and replenish our food and water? Curzon turned his head to Billen.

"Well, then we'll take a break here for a while, and everyone don't get separated!"

Billen nodded, beckoned everyone to clean up the wood and light a bonfire, everyone took out the dry food from their backpacks and started to heat it, Mark even set up a large pot on the bonfire, and all kinds of fresh food were chopped and poured into the pot. It's so convenient to have a wizard by your side on a wild adventure.

It didn't take long for the fragrance to waft out of the pot, with the cooking skills that Mark brought from his previous life, coupled with the long-term tempering with Xie Yuxuan for three years, just a small test made the group of men in the team who licked blood on the knife all day drool, and one by one involuntarily put down the dry food in their hands, looking at the cauldron.

Seeing that the eyes of the others were almost attracted by the food in the pot, Mark told Maria next to him:

"It's almost over, brother, it's convenient to go, you can boil the pot in a while and distribute these foods to everyone." ”

Maria subconsciously pulled Mark's sleeve: "Brother, I'll go with you!"

"Don't make a fuss! Brother is going to be convenient, I'll be back right away! You wait for me here!" Mark patted Maria lightly on the shoulder and turned to leave.

Diving into the woods on the side of the road, Mark took out a piece of fluorescent stone with a hazy light, and immediately began to accelerate under his feet, this forest has not been visited for I don't know how many years, the ground is covered with a thick layer of leaves, and the clear footprints on the rotten leaves record the direction of Satan's departure.

Just around here!Mark looked around, his eyes finally focused on the back of a huge old tree, turned the corner to the back of the old tree, and soon found a half-man-high hole at the base of the tree, and he did not hesitate to bend down and burrow into it.

As soon as I entered the tree hole, the tip of my nose was immediately filled with a smell of blood. Mark looked at the scene before him, and his face changed dramatically, Satan was covered in blood, and he was lying straight on a pile of dead grass on the side of the tree hole.

"Damn! it's too late!"

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Satan suddenly let out a slight low snort, and Mark heard this, and quickly stepped forward and took out a bottle of secondary healing potion and poured it into him.

A vial of secondary healing potion is obviously very limited for Satan now, but it finally made him open his eyes slightly, he opened his mouth, and a large mouthful of blood overflowed from his mouth, and Mark realized that Satan's tongue had been cut off at some point, and the attacker was obviously unwilling to let him say half a word.

"That's a ruthless attack!" Mark frowned.

"Uh-" Satan's blood-stained right hand suddenly swiped on the ground, and Mark stared at his movements, and with the movement of his right hand, a few words gradually came to Mark's mind. Unfortunately, before he could finish writing, Satan stiffened and stopped breathing.

"Viscount, eye, food?"

Mark bowed his head and muttered, what kind of food? Satan's last thing he wanted to say must be about the danger in Viscount Hobie's castle, but these four words made Mark completely confused. But Mark was sure that the Viscount's eyes must be odd! Was his eyes edible, or was the Viscount fond of eating human eyes?

With a mind full of doubts, Mark quickly exited the tree hole and returned to the side of the road where he had rested. Maria's face was overjoyed when she saw him return, and she hurriedly brought over a bowl of broth that had already been served.

Looking at the six people in front of him besides himself, one of them must have left while Mark was cooking, he found the hole in the tree where Satan was, and after getting the secret in the Viscount's castle, he killed Satan. His purpose in doing this was obvious, to make sure that he was the only one who knew the secret.

If you think about it, except for Maria, who has been with her all the time, it seems that everyone has left alone, some have gone out to collect wood, and some have been looking for a convenient place to go like Mark.

That is, in addition to Mark and Maria, the other five people are all suspected. However, Mark's gaze was vaguely fixed on Lower Curzon, the man who was the most suspicious, and it was he who had brutally driven Satan away.

Of course, now is not the time to dwell on this, but think about what Satan meant by the last five words. Mark thought as he ate, and soon fell into deep thought.

After everyone had eaten and drunk, the seven men continued on their way. Follow this wide avenue. Before they had gone far, a path winded out, branched off the avenue, and finally disappeared into the dense woods beside the road.

"Where does this road lead?" Mark muttered to himself.

"Let's take a look!" Billon reached behind his back and drew his sword, glancing ahead, Viscount Hobie's castle was still nowhere to be seen, so he turned and stepped onto the trail first.

In just over 200 meters, the group walked into an area enclosed by an iron fence. It is full of tombstones, large and small, at least hundreds. It seems that no one has taken care of it for many years, and many of the tombstones are broken.

"This is-the cemetery? yes! it's a big cemetery! God, we're in the cemetery!" Tyne began to shudder as usual. Mark couldn't help but wonder how he managed to get into Billon with his timid nature?