Chapter 168

The disciples of yunhaizong stood up one by one, staring at Lin Feng's fingers, or Shi Jie on Lin Feng's fingers, hoping to see more clearly.

But at this time, Lin Feng's hand back, negative in the back, facing the crowd: "willing to go with me, stand out."

Those disciples of Yunhai sect felt a violent tremor in their hearts, and the light of hope flickered in their eyes. It was the master Shi Jie, and Lin Feng, who was probably the same as them.

"I will go with you."

At this time, a figure steps forward to step out, came to the iron prison, eyes with a touch of blazing meaning.

"I will."

"I would like to."

More and more people stood up and began to say, this scene made those who were in charge of trading these slaves stunned. Their eyes were full of doubts. How could so many people want to die with Lin Feng?

Do they just hate being in jail?

Ba Dao and Yi Xue are also surprised to look at everything in front of them. They look at Lin Feng and show a thoughtful look. How could Lin Feng tell them to let them go to the monster forest just now? Are these people so willing?

A moment later, there were more than 30 slaves in front of the iron prison, which made Lin Feng sigh. It seems that on that day, many people of yunhaizong escaped the disaster and were not killed on the spot. Unfortunately, they were reduced to slaves. Many people died in the battle field, and many others were traded to the slave trading place.

"Let them out. I'll take all these slave martial arts."

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

"Are you sure I'll let them out like this?" At the moment, there was no flattering laughter in the eyes of the person in charge. His eyes became serious, as if he had changed a person in an instant, even his temperament had completely changed.

Lin Feng looked at each other in surprise, but then relieved, responsible for so many slave martial arts, if the other side is not strong, Lin Feng will not believe.

"Let it go." Lin Feng nodded and said that he knew that the other side was worried that he could not hold back so many slaves. However, did Lin Feng need to press them?

"In that case, I will let them out." The man nodded, then went to the gap in the middle of the iron prison, untied the chain made of refined iron, opened the gap, and said to the crowd: "those who are willing to follow him will come out one by one. If anyone dares to move, kill!"

The voice falls, in this person's body, actually has a chill to kill the felling intention space to bloom, let Lin Feng's eyes twinkle with fine awn.

He is very strong. He has at least seven levels of cultivation in Lingwu realm, which is quite different from him just now.

The crowd lowered their heads and walked out of the gap that was so small that even one person could barely hold it. Holding back the trembling of their hearts, they looked at Lin Feng with a touch of blazing heat. Soon, thirty-two martial arts practitioners of Lingwu state stood behind Lin Feng.

"How many yuan stones?" Lin Feng's eyes were calm and asked.

"If there is no one with eight levels of Lingwu, nine with two, seven with three, five with four, three with six. If you don't have them, you can give them 3400 yuan."

The man counted it in his heart, and then he opened his mouth.

Lin Feng nodded slightly, shining, suddenly, a strong vitality of heaven and earth paved the way, in the hands of Lin Feng, there are many Yuan Shi.

"Storage space!"

That person's eyes a coagulate, Lin Feng unexpectedly has the storage space, looks very not simple.

"Count

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

The man just lightly swept the ground one eye, and then said with a smile: "don't count, you can take them away."

"Good!" Lin Feng nodded slightly, turned to look at the crowd, said: "follow me."

With these words, Lin Feng stepped out of the room, and the thirty-two slaves were surprisingly consistent. They followed Lin Feng silently and neatly.

This is not like what happened when trading slaves. It's so strange that these people seem to be subordinates of Lin Feng, quietly following him.

Looking at the back of Lin Feng and others, the person in charge blinked. Then, a faint smile appeared in his eyes and called out to Lin Feng's back: "young master, go slowly."

Walking on the road, Lin Feng and his party are particularly conspicuous. Thirty two slaves, Wu Xiu, are engraved with slave seals on their faces. How can they not attract the attention of the crowd.

And this is because this is a place where the slave trade was conducted, and it would be more attractive if it were a different place.

Not far from Tianyi college, Lin Feng, Ba Dao, Yi Xue, and 32 slave martial arts practitioners appeared in the martial arts arena.

There are many rockeries, pavilions and attics in the mansion. There are small bridges, flowing water and lakeside scenery. This is the residence that Lin Feng just bought. It cost 500 yuan of stone, which is very expensive.However, today's Lin Feng needs such a place. Tianyi college does not belong to him after all. Although he has the privileges of Tianyi college, everyone will know that he can't take so many yunhaizong people to the college to leave, which is very inconvenient.

The people of yunhaizong all look at Lin Feng one by one, with a little expectation and a little uneasiness in their eyes. They all want to see the face under Lin Feng's mask.

Who is the one who owns the suzerain stone ring?

Lin Feng face to the people, eyes calm, in the crowd's body scan a round, Lin Feng mouth way: "suffer."

With that, Lin Feng put his hand on the mask and slowly moved the mask away from the public gaze.

"Boom

Seeing Lin Feng's face, the hearts of the crowd suddenly trembled. Lin Feng, the man who owned the suzerain Shijie, knew him as expected. In the past, he was in yunhaizong and was extremely frivolous.

In the past, Lin Feng once rose, killed his inner disciples, and defeated the first Wen Renyan of Neimen.

In the past, Lin Feng stood on the stage of life and death, questioning the elders and accusing the patriarch of his sins, which was extremely powerful.

All of us regard Lin Feng as the hope of the future. Sooner or later, Lin Feng will rise up in yunhaizong and attract the attention of XueYue country.

However, on the day of Lin Feng's rise, disaster came to yunhaizong.

But today, they saw Lin Feng again, the amazing disciple of the clan. In the past, they refused the invitation of Duan Sirius for their faith. How could they not shake in their hearts.

Lin Feng is still alive.

Moreover, Lin Feng rescued them from the slave trading place. From then on, they would no longer be treated as slaves and would not have to endure the inhuman humiliation.

"Don't look at me like this, and you don't have to be so excited. Don't forget, your faces are still branded with the mark of slavery, and your hearts are full of humiliation." When Lin Feng saw the excitement in their eyes, his voice was cold, like a piece of ice, which made people's hearts suddenly cold. Yes, their faces were still imprinted with the mark of slavery. They were still slaves.

"Forget how the patriarchal gate was destroyed, and how the slave seal was engraved on your faces?" Lin Feng's voice was cold, and there was a sense of hatred in people's hearts. The king of Sirius, who had destroyed their ancestral clan, branded their faces with slavery and made them slaves.

"Because of the weak power of the clan, yunhaizong was destroyed, and there was no force to repent. As for you, because of your weak strength, your faces were engraved with slave seals, humiliated, bullied and manipulated by others." Lin Feng's voice was solemn and said slowly: "moreover, if you still have this strength in the future, you still can't get rid of your destiny. You are still slaves. Maybe you will be captured and taken away one day, just like an animal."

Lin Feng's voice is not very good to hear, but every word, all quiver in the heart of the crowd, yes, if they are still this strength, the fate of slaves will never change.

"There is only one way to avoid being bullied, to change one's destiny, not to be a slave, not to be manipulated by others, and to pay homage to the pain and humiliation one has suffered with blood!" Lin Feng's voice raised a little bit, looked around the crowd, and enunciated: "become stronger, stronger, and stronger. Only when you become strong, your destiny will change!"

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