Chapter 113: Undercurrent Surging (Part II)

"Uncle Hawke, hahaha, it's you. I said, who made such a joke on me... Ha ha... However, the little nephew did not go out to greet him, which was rude. ”

Slightly bared his teeth and got up from the ground, Kevin ignored the pain in his body, laughed and greeted Hawke, with a sincere attitude. Amus on the side was dumbfounded by this scene, how could he have ever seen Young Master Kevin treat a person so respectfully, and he was thrown to the ground but still greeted him with a smile, I am afraid that even his father can hardly enjoy such treatment.

Although Kevin was smiling at the moment, his heart was also aggrieved, if someone dared to treat him like this, he would have to pick that person's skin and cut it with a thousand knives. But this person is Hawke, even if he is given a thousand ambitious leopard galls, it is also irrigated, and it is immeasurable.

"There are so many powerful people around Brent that I can't stay around for long. You need to find him early to avoid accidents. Hawke ignored Kevin's smiling greetings, dropped a sentence and turned to leave.

"Hey... Uncle Hawke sat down for a cup of tea first, and let the little nephew be..."Seeing this, Kevin hurriedly shouted hypocritically, but before he could say anything, he saw Hawke's figure disappear at the door, and there was no trace.

The six guards and the several masters who came with them all looked at each other, staring at each other with big eyes, and they were a little confused about the situation. But at this Hawke, who suddenly appeared and disappeared in a moment, everyone was cold in their hearts, only to feel that this person was too mysterious and weird, and his strength was unfathomable.

Seeing that Hawke really didn't give much face and left on his own, Kevin breathed a sigh of relief. Immediately, he looked around suspiciously, and after realizing that he really didn't notice anything unusual, he took a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, and his face was ugly.

With his pride in Cheng DΓΉ, he was slapped in the face like this, and he was really unwilling, and he only hated that he didn't have the strength to clean up the other party for the time being, otherwise he would have to slaughter Na Hawke, and where could he listen to what the other party had just explained.

"Listen to me, all of you, and don't make the things of today public. Otherwise, it is not a pity to die. Kevin's face was hideous, and there was a trace of evil between his eyebrows, and his eyes swept sharply towards the people around him.

Everyone nodded their heads busily, and said that they would never leak it.

At the same time, in a deep mansion about ten miles away from here, two groups of people gathered together and talked secretly, as if some kind of conspiracy was brewing.

"This matter is decided, when you and I join forces to attack, we will blow the kid who competed on behalf of the Edra family to scum, and the old king of Count Warren will be swept away. An eerie and vicious voice came, as if an evil ghost was roaring, and when he looked around, it was an old man with a skeleton face and green fireflies in his eyes.

"Hmph... The contestants who represented the family died in the imperial capital before they could go on stage to face off, and it would become a laughing stock to think about it, and I would see how his Edra family would be at that time. Another voice came, but it was a middle-aged woman in the group of people opposite the gloomy old man, and as her voice came out, a wave of engulfing energy fluctuations rose and fell from her body, and her strength was terrifying.

An undercurrent is surging in the outside world, a conspiracy is quietly unfolding, and Bu Tian, who is in the castle room, is completely ignorant of it, and an attack against him is coming.

The cold wind howled, and the snow gradually decreased, and after the accumulation of this snow in the middle of the night, it had spread a thick layer on the ground, and some of them had even formed ice.

All the judges, including the contestants, reside in the castle. The members of the twelve elite teams, except for a group of people who stayed in the castle, all lived in the house in front of the castle that formed the six-star pattern.

It was the middle of the night, and it was another time for the guards to change shifts, and in one of the houses that made up the six-pointed star, six people walked out. Of these six people, two of them are members of Yaheng's command, responsible for replacing the guards in the first half of the night.

The six of them stepped on the thick snow, did not talk along the way, and after entering the castle, they divided into three groups, two people each, and went in different directions.

The two members of Na Yaheng's command walked straight towards the corridor of the room where Sean and Bu Tian were, these two were strong and clumsy in their walks. I don't know if they haven't rested well, both of them have dull faces and expressionless expressions, like zombies with no energy.

"Yawn... Farrell, Victor, hey... You're slow to come... Let's go on top. Hold on, Chester and I will go back and rest for a while. Seeing the two of them coming from a distance, one of the two elite team members guarding the corridor hurriedly greeted them, yawning and talking a little tiredly.

Listening to these words, the two sturdy team members who gradually approached, one of whom seemed to be a guy named Farrell, raised his head a little sluggishly to look at the person who spoke, and said in a slightly stiff and dry tone: "Bag, you go, here we are, just do it." ”

As he said this, the team member who seemed to be called Chester also walked over and stood with Bag, looking at Farrell and Victor beside him with some suspicion.

For some reason, when he saw Farrell and Victor, Chester suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart. In particular, the tone in which Farrell spoke was very strange and very different from the usual, which made Chester have some doubts in his heart.

"Farrell... You... I feel that you look very bad, and Victor, what's wrong with you two? If you are not feeling well, then you don't need to change shifts, so let's go back and rest for a while. Chester's gaze scanned over the two of them for a moment, and then asked tentatively.

"Just kidding, I think they're pretty good-looking... Hey, don't guess, let's go back and rest for a while. As soon as Chester's words fell, Bagh on the side couldn't help it, he had long wanted to go back and sleep comfortably, and now that he was looking forward to the stars and the moon, it was time for the shift change, how could he let Chester's nonsense lead the good things to be in the soup.

"We didn't have any problems, but we were a little tired because we didn't have a good rest, and it was fine. Chester, you don't have to worry, you better go back with Bagh first, and I'll leave it to Farrell and me. Victor also interjected at this time, his tone was very normal, no different from usual, only his face was a little pale, and his eyes were slightly dull.

Chester looked at Victor a few more times when he heard this, as if he was still a little uneasy, he opened his mouth and was about to say something, but was pulled out by the arm of Bag, who was already impatient.

"Hey, let's go, I'll leave it to the two of them here. Don't ramble on and on, let's hurry up and get back to rest. ”

"Well, you guys go. We've got it here. Watching Bagh pull Chester away, Farrell added in the back, as if reassuring them.

Looking at the two figures of Bag gradually disappearing at the corner of the corridor, Farrell and Victor glanced at each other, and a strange sneer flashed in their originally dull eyes.

A "bang" knock sounded on the door, and it came to the ears of Bu Tian, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed in the room.

With a shock, Bu Tian woke up from his cultivation state, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the door with a frown: "This is the middle of the night, who will come to me at this time." Thinking in his heart, Butian hesitated for a while, but heard a knock on the door, and had no choice but to get out of bed and walk to the door.

"Prince Brent, the two of us are members of the Ya Heng people's team, and we came late at night, but we were ordered by the Ya Heng people to invite you to discuss something. I also asked the son of Brent to move a little and go to the gathering. When he opened the door, Bu Tian couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Farrell and Victor, and was about to ask, but Victor had already opened his mouth with a respectful attitude to explain his intentions.

"Yaheng invited me...?" Bu Tian's heart moved, thinking that the other party was also black-eyed and black-haired, and he didn't know if he had something to tell him because of this. Butian nodded, looked at Victor, and was just about to say something, when suddenly a familiar voice sounded in his head.

"Boy, there is a problem with these two people, if I guess correctly, they have already been cast a spell to control them. Hehehe... I really can't believe that under my Sean's nose, there are people who perform black magic. ”

"Sean...?" Bu Tian was startled, and then heard what Sean said, and suddenly took a cool breath. Unexpectedly, someone was so insidious and cunning, using black magic to control the members of the elite team, and designed to lure him out of the castle. What will happen when this leaves the castle is obvious.

"It's okay, you go with these two. I'll be behind you to protect you, and I'm a little interested in the person who wants to harm you, and I'm actually able to cast the Soul Chain in the dark arts, and I guess it's also a dark mage who has stepped into the middle level 4 in strength. As if sensing Butian's fear, Sean spoke again.

"Follow these two out ?..." Butian hesitated a little, but then thought that Sean was following behind him, with his unmatched strength, he should not put his life in danger.

"Prince Brent... Let's go. Seeing that after he finished speaking, the other party fell into deep thought, and his face changed from time to time, as if he was a little suspicious, Victor and Farrell exchanged vague glances, and then opened his mouth to urge.

They were just puppets controlled by the dark magic mind chain, and they were unable to detect the spiritual communication that Sean transmitted to Butian's mind. If the caster is there in person, it is possible to catch a faint fluctuation of a trace of spiritual power transmission.

"Hmm... In that case, let the two of you lead the way, and I will go with you. At this time, Bu Tian had already made up his mind, and he no longer hesitated at the moment, and said to Victor and Farrell in a crisp tone.

Victor and the others were stunned when they heard this, and they didn't doubt him, so they respectfully invited them at the moment and led the way ahead.