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Lin Feng's eyes under the mask were very calm, just like Ba Dao's gaze, indifferent and without any fluctuation.
The corner of his mouth moved, and Lin Feng said: "You want to leave?"
Ba Dao's pair of cold and sharp brows moved slightly, and the word Ba branded on his face made him look cold.
Ba Dao didn't speak, but his silence was a statement in itself. Of course he wanted to leave. Who wants to be someone else's slave.
"Your slave mark was not carved by me, and I will never treat people as slaves." Lin Feng looked at the silent Ba Dao and said slowly: "If you want to leave, you can turn around and leave now. I will never If you want to follow me, just nod and follow me from now on."
Lin Feng's words made Yi Xue froze next to her. She looked at Lin Feng in surprise. He was actually willing to let go of the tyrant sword. He spent more than 5,000 middle-grade Yuan stones to take down the tyrant sword. Five thousand middle-grade Yuan stones were taken down. Stone is definitely a large amount of money, enough to buy many powerful slave martial arts practitioners.
Ba Dao's gaze also fluctuated slightly, his deep eyes staring at Lin Feng with a slightly thoughtful expression.
"I only give you one chance to choose. Either leave now, or follow me and never betray."
Lin Feng spoke again. This time, he only gave Ba Dao the only chance to choose.
Ba Dao's decision at this moment is related to his fate.
The domineering gaze gradually became sharp and domineering, like a tyrannical knife, staring closely at Lin Feng. Through the silver-white mask, Lin Feng's eyes were still so indifferent, or in other words, confident and frivolous.
He could throw away the five thousand middle-grade Yuan Stones and let Ba Dao go, but if Ba Dao chose to follow him, he would have no right to regret it.
Many times in life, choices determine fate. If Lin Feng had not auctioned off Ba Dao, Ba Dao might still be a slave in the future. He let Ba Dao choose and treated Ba Dao with utmost kindness. You can leave. If you leave, it has nothing to do with me. So can you. Stay, but if you choose to stay, you are not allowed to betray. Lin Feng cannot pay such a high price and let Ba Dao have the power over and over again. He is not a saint.
The eyes of Lin Feng and Ba Dao once again met and collided in the air. Their eyes were equally sharp and domineering. There was an icy chilling air in the surrounding space, which made Yi Xue feel a chill in her body and her heart. Trembling violently.
It's so cold, not only in the body, but also in the bone marrow and soul.
"I will follow you." After a moment of silence, the sharpness in Ba Dao's eyes dissipated, his voice was low, and he nodded slightly to Lin Feng.
"Okay." There was a smile in Lin Feng's eyes. If Ba Dao, the slave martial artist who was auctioned for five thousand middle-grade Yuan Stones, just let Ba Dao go, it would be impossible for him not to feel distressed. It would be best if Ba Dao is willing to follow him.
"Remember, I gave you a chance to choose. You could leave, but you didn't. Instead, you chose to follow me. In this case, if you betray me in the future, I will make you even worse than you are now."
Lin Feng said indifferently, and the space was filled with wisps of chill.
Ba Dao nodded silently, understanding what Lin Feng meant by letting him choose.
Today, if it weren't for Lin Feng, he would have been photographed by others. Since other people dared to want him, they would naturally have the ability to subdue him. He would still be a slave. However, Lin Feng photographed him and was even willing to let him go. From this point of view, Lin Feng would not treat him as a slave. From a certain level, Lin Feng was kind to him.
In addition, he, Ba Dao, is just a slave with a slave mark on his face. If he chooses to leave Lin Feng, he will still be a slave. Someone may capture him again and treat him as a slave martial artist. He cannot escape his fate. Of course, there are also Maybe, he will be free from now on, but he won't be able to show his true colors.
Therefore, Lin Feng asked him to choose whether to abandon the people who were kind to him and take a risk, or to follow Lin Feng, a person who did not treat him as a slave.
Ba Dao chose the latter. Since he chose, he will not regret or betray. This is the path he chose. Lin Feng did not force him.
"Let's go." Lin Feng raised his steps and took a step forward. Yi Xue and Ba Dao followed behind Lin Feng.
At this time, Ba Dao's pace inadvertently accelerated, and he came not far behind Lin Feng and said, "Someone is following us."
"I know." Lin Feng replied lightly without looking back, causing a strange color to flash in Ba Dao's eyes.
Yi Xue was nervous and couldn't help but look back.
A hundred meters behind them, they saw a figure following them, unscrupulously and with no intention of dodge, the other party didn't care at all.
"It's him." Yi Xue's beautiful eyes narrowed, and the person following them turned out to be the man in gray robe next to Meng Cong.
"Ignore it." Lin Feng said lightly. Yi Xue turned around, but she couldn't keep Lin Feng's indifference. If the other party dared to follow, he would have to hold on.
"His strength is at the seventh level of the Spiritual Martial Realm. His aura is long, his blood is strong, and he has an evil aura. He is a person who often kills. He is difficult to deal with. I can only deal with it reluctantly. I will lose in a long battle." Ba Dao said in a low voice. Lin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly as he explained the opponent's strength and characteristics so clearly, with a little surprise in his eyes.
"Then do you know what my strength is?" Lin Feng asked.
"The fifth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm not only has a long breath and extremely strong blood, but also the integration of essence, Qi and spirit. If I guess correctly, you have also fully understood the power of the sword. An ordinary person at the sixth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, They are no match for you, and even I am not absolutely sure that I can beat you."
Ba Dao said calmly, causing Lin Feng's pupils to condense slightly. It seemed that Ba Dao knew the strength of the gray-robed man not by accident, but could really predict a person's strength, and it was very accurate.
Yi Xue glanced at Lin Feng in surprise. He was only at the fifth level of the Lingwu Realm. He actually dared to wield a sword that was at the sixth level of the Lingwu Realm. He always had a sense of confidence and arrogance about him.
"Listen to my arrangements."
Lin Feng didn't say much, just said something briefly, then quickened his pace and stepped forward.
Behind Lin Feng and the others, the gray-robed man's eyes narrowed slightly, then he smiled coldly and said to himself: "Now that we have been followed, do you still want to escape?"
The attraction of a slave martial artist at the sixth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, Ba Dao, and Lin Feng, who possesses over 10,000 middle-grade Yuan stones.
The tip of his toes tapped the ground, and the figure of the man in gray robe became extraordinarily light, like a breeze, floating on the avenue, constantly closing the distance with Lin Feng and others.
However, at this moment, Lin Feng and others turned around and entered a nearby restaurant.
The man in gray robe raised his eyebrows, then strode out, took a look inside the restaurant, and then stepped inside. Lin Feng and others were nowhere to be seen.
"Second floor!"
The man in gray robe raised his head and looked in the direction of the stairs. He saw a handsome young man slowly walking down the stairs with a soft smile in his eyes.
"Go away."
The man in gray robe took a step forward and ran towards the stairs, passing by the handsome young man.
Just when the man in gray robe was about to go upstairs, a figure stood at the stairs of the second floor, blocking the way. This man was holding a long knife, and he exuded an unparalleled aura of domineering and a ray of artistic conception of the knife. , bloomed in the air, causing everyone's pupils to shrink.
"Such a strong sword intention, no, it's the power of the sword!"
The man in gray robe looked at Ba Dao and said indifferently: "Ba Dao, follow Master Meng. Master Meng will treat you well, so why seek death."
Ba Dao ignored the words of the man in gray robe, slowly raised the long knife in his hand, and a surging force of the knife spurted out crazily, causing the space to tremble.
"cut!"
Ba Dao jumped down in the air, and the long knife passed through a bright white light. The space seemed to be split, and a knife mark actually appeared.
A loud rumbling sound was heard, and the stairs instantly collapsed and shattered under the strong sword intent. The man in gray robe turned cold and shouted that he was seeking death.
As he spoke, the gray-robed man's palms trembled violently, and his palm power spat out crazily to meet the bright sword, and his body fell sharply from the air under the force of the sword and the repercussions of his own palm power.
The gray-robed man's palms trembled, preparing to launch an attack in the air. However, at this moment, a strong sense of crisis came from behind him!
His heart suddenly trembled, and the man in gray robe suddenly felt that he had ignored something fatal just now.
He turned his eyes and looked at the ground. Then, he saw the handsome young man just now, the young man he had ignored. But at this moment, this young man's pupils were ruthless and cold, full of endless chilling meaning!
His heart twitched violently again!