Those disciples of Yunhaizong stood up one by one, staring at Lin Feng's fingers, or staring at the stone ring on Lin Feng's finger, wanting to see more clearly.

However, at this time, Lin Feng’s hand was taken back, and he was behind him, facing the crowd: “People who are willing to go with me, stand up.”

The disciples of Yun Haizong’s heart trembled, the light of hope shimmered in the eyes, the stone gate of the Sovereign, Lin Feng, and possibly also like them, the Yunhai sect.

"I am willing to go with you."

At this point, a figure stepped forward and came to the iron prison, his eyes with a sizzling meaning.

"I am willing."

"I am willing."

More and more people stood up and said, this scene let the person responsible for trading these slaves lie there, and there are deep doubts in his eyes. How can there be so many people willing to die with Lin Feng?

Do they hate being locked up in prison?

The knives and Yi Xue were also surprised to see everything in front of them, looking at Lin Feng, revealing the color of thought, how can it, Lin Feng just said to them that they want to let them go to the demon forest, these people Just so willing?

After a while, the slave Wu Xiu who walked to the iron prison actually had more than 30 people, so Lin Feng felt that it seemed that one day, many people in Yunhaizong escaped from the disaster and were not killed on the spot, but unfortunately They are slaves, many die in the prisons of the prison, and many others are traded to the slave trade.

"Let them out, these slave martial arts, I will be."

Lin Feng said indifferently, the person in charge blinked and nodded slightly. Although he was puzzled, it was a good thing to be able to trade so many slaves.

"Are you sure that I will let them out?" At that moment, the responsible person did not have a pleasing smile in his eyes, his eyes became serious, as if he had changed one person in an instant, even the temperament had completely changed.

Lin Feng looked at each other with a strange look, but then relieved, responsible for so many slave martial arts, if the other party is not strong, Lin Feng will not believe.

"Let's put it." Lin Feng nodded and said that he knew that the other party was worried that he could not hold so many slaves. However, would Lin Feng need to press them?

"If that's the case, then I will let them out." The man nodded, then walked to the gap in the middle of the iron prison, untied the chain cast by the fine iron, opened the gap, and said to the crowd: "willing Go with him, come out one by one, whoever dares to move, kill!"

The voice fell, and in this person, there was a smashing intention to kill in the space, so that Lin Feng’s eyes flashed with brilliance.

It’s so strong, at least there is a seven-fold cultivation of the spiritual martial arts.

The crowd looked down, from the small gap that even a person could barely accommodate, and held back the tremors of the heart, looking at Lin Feng’s gaze with a sizzling heat, and soon, thirty-two martial arts , standing behind Lin Feng.

"How many stones?" Lin Feng looked calm and asked.

"Eight spirits are one-of-a-kind, nine are in Lingwu, three are in Lingwu, five are in Wujing, and three are in Lingwu. You are not in the spirit of six." Give 3,400 yuan in the yuan stone."

The man counted in his heart and immediately began to speak.

Lin Feng nodded slightly, Guanghua flickered, suddenly, a thick world of heaven and earth came from the face, in the hands of Lin Feng, there are many Yuanshi.

"Storage space!"

The man’s eyes were condensed, and Lin Feng actually had storage space. It seems that it is not simple.

"You count!"

Lin Feng put a pile of Yuanshi on the ground and said.

The man just glanced at the ground and smiled. "You don't have to count, you can take them away."

“Good!” Lin Feng nodded slightly and turned to look at the crowd and said, “Let me go.”

Said, Lin Feng stepped out of the footsteps, the 32 slaves Wushu pace was surprisingly consistent, silent and quiet behind Lin Feng, neatly shocking.

This is not like the scene that happened when trading slaves. It’s too strange. These people seem to be like Lin Feng’s subordinates, and follow him quietly.

Looking at the back of Lin Feng and others, the person in charge looked blinking. Immediately, his eyes showed a faint smile, and shouted at the back of Lin Feng: "The young master walked slowly."

Walking on the avenue, Lin Feng and his party were particularly conspicuous. Thirty-two slave martial arts, with their slaves on their faces, could not attract the attention of the crowd.

And this is because the place of slave trade here, if it is a place, it is more eye-catching.

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Not far from Tianyi College, among the courtyards of a palace, Lin Feng, Ba Kn, Yi Xue, and 32 slave martial arts appeared in the military field.

There are many rockeries in the mansion, and the pavilion stands in the attic. There are small bridges and lakeside scenery. This is the house that Lin Feng just bought. It took a whole five hundred yuan yuan stone, which is very expensive.

But now Lin Feng, he needs such a place, Tianyi College, after all, does not belong to him, although he has the privilege of Tianyi College, but every move will know that he can not bring so many people from Yunhaizong to the college. It’s very inconvenient to leave.

The people of Yunhaizong looked at Lin Feng one by one, with a little expectation and a few minutes in their eyes. They all wanted to look at the face under Lin Feng's mask.

Who is this person who has the sovereign stone ring?

Lin Feng was facing everyone, his eyes were calm, and he scanned the crowd for a round. Lin Feng said: "Suffered."

Said, Lin Feng put his hand on the mask, and under the gaze of everyone, the mask was slowly removed.

"boom!"

Seeing the face of Lin Feng, the heart of the crowd suddenly trembled, Lin Feng, the person who owns the stone ring of the lord, they really know, the old days in Yunhaizong, the peerless frivolous Lin Feng.

In the past, Lin Feng once rose up, killing his inner disciples, defeating the inner door and smelling the human rock.

In the past, Lin Feng stood on the stage of life and death, questioning the elders, and complaining about the sins of the lords.

Everyone has made Lin Feng a hope for the future of Zongmen. Sooner or later, Lin Feng will rise to Yunhaizong and be attracted by Snow Moon.

However, on the day of Lin Feng’s rise, the disaster came to Yunhaizong.

But just today, they once again saw Lin Feng, the splendid sect of the Zongmen. In the past, they refused the young people invited by Duan Sirius for their heartfelt beliefs. They could not tremble in their hearts.

Lin Feng, still alive.

Moreover, Lin Feng saved them from the slave trading place. From then on, they will no longer be treated as slaves, and no longer have to endure the inhuman humiliation.

"You don't have to look at me like this, don't be so excited, don't forget, your face is still branded with slavery, your heart, and endless humiliation." Lin Feng saw the excitement of flashing in everyone's eyes. The sound is cold, like a piece of ice, so that everyone's heart is cold for a moment, yes, their faces are also branded with slaves, slaves that cannot be rid of, and they are still slaves.

"Forget how the sects were destroyed, forget how your faces are engraved with slaves?" Lin Feng’s voice was cold, and everyone’s heart gave birth to a hate. The king of Sirius, he was, and destroyed their ancestors. Doors, branding slaves on their faces, making them slaves.

"Because the strength of the Zongmen is weak, Yunhaizong is destroyed, there is no power to repent. As for you, because you are weak, your face is engraved with slavery, humiliated, bullied, and arrogant. "Liang Feng's voice is awe-inspiring, slowly said: "And if you still have this strength in the future, you still can't get rid of fate, you are still slaves, maybe one day you will be caught and taken away, just like a livestock. ""

Lin Feng’s voice is not very good, but every sentence is trembled in the hearts of the crowd. Yes, if they are still this strength, the fate of the slave will never change.

"I want to be free from bullying, want to change my own destiny, not to be a slave, not to be manipulated, to use blood, to pay homage to the pain and shame I have ever experienced, only one way!" Lin Feng's voice slightly improved. Some look around the crowd and spoke: "Be strong, stronger, stronger, only become stronger, your destiny will change!"

Ps: There is something to say, tomorrow's annual meeting of the company, all go out after work, play until noon the next day, so the update is more difficult, there may be only two more tomorrow, everyone understands, normal update on Saturday, Sunday will break out In addition, my holiday is in the New Year's Eve, rest for seven days, if the Chinese New Year is available, it will be updated. Finally, next month is double flowers, one for two, tomorrow is the beginning of the month, the brothers have basic flowers on hand, remember to give flowers after the flowers are cleared, no thanks, and next month, we want second !