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The Yunhai Sect disciples stood up one by one, staring at Lin Feng's fingers, or in other words, staring at the stone ring on Lin Feng's fingers, trying to see more clearly.
But at this moment, Lin Feng took his hand back, clasped it behind his back, and said to the crowd: "Anyone who is willing to follow me, please come forward."
The hearts of those Yunhai Sect disciples trembled fiercely, and the light of hope flickered in their eyes. It was the sect leaders Shi Jie and Lin Feng, who might be members of the Yunhai Sect just like them.
"I'm willing to go with you."
At this time, a figure stepped forward and came to the iron prison, with a fiery look in his eyes.
"I do."
"I would like that too."
More and more people stood up and spoke. This scene made the person responsible for trading these slaves froze. There was deep doubt in his eyes. How could so many people be willing to die with Lin Feng
Do they really hate being locked up in prison
Ba Dao and Yi Xue also looked at everything in front of them in surprise. They looked at Lin Feng with thoughtful expressions. How could it be possible? Lin Feng just told them to let them go to the monster forest to clear a way. These people Are you so willing
A moment later, there were more than thirty slave martial cultivators who came to the iron prison. Lin Feng sighed. It seemed that many people in the Yunhai Sect escaped the disaster that day and were not killed on the spot. But unfortunately, , but they became slaves. Many people died in the prison battles in the prison arena, and many others were traded to this slave trading place.
"Let them out. I want all these slave martial arts cultivators."
Lin Feng said indifferently. The person in charge's eyes flickered and he nodded slightly. Although he was confused, it was naturally a good thing to be able to trade so many slaves.
"Are you sure I'm going to let them out like this?" At this moment, the person in charge's eyes no longer had the fawning smile, and his eyes became serious. It was as if he had changed in an instant, and even his temperament had completely changed.
Lin Feng looked at the other party in surprise, but then he was relieved. He was responsible for so many slave martial arts. If he said that the other party was not strong, Lin Feng would not believe it.
"Let it go." Lin Feng nodded and said. He knew that the other party was worried that he could not suppress so many slaves, but did Lin Feng need to suppress them
"In that case, I will let them out." The man nodded, then walked to the gap in the middle of the iron prison, untied the chain made of fine iron, opened the gap, and said to the crowd: "If you are willing Come out one by one if you follow him. If anyone dares to move, he will be killed!"
After the words fell, a fierce killing intent bloomed in the space on this person, making Lin Feng's eyes sparkle.
He is so strong, at least at the seventh level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, and he is completely different from the person he was just now.
The crowd lowered their heads and walked out of the gap that was so small that even one person could barely fit in. They held back the trembling in their hearts and looked at Lin Feng with a fiery gaze. Soon, thirty-two martial arts cultivators in the Spiritual Martial Realm , stood behind Lin Feng.
"How many yuan stones?" Lin Feng asked with calm eyes.
"There are eight people at the first level of Lingwu Realm, nine people at the second level of Lingwu Realm, seven people at the third level of Lingwu Realm, five people at the fourth level of Lingwu Realm, three people at the fifth level of Lingwu Realm, and there are no people at the sixth level of Lingwu Realm. Give me 3,400 middle-grade Yuan stones.”
The man counted silently in his mind, and then spoke. Burn*wen*
Lin Feng nodded slightly, the brilliance flickered, and suddenly, a strong force of heaven and earth energy came over him, and many Yuan stones appeared in Lin Feng's hands.
"Storage space!"
The man's eyes narrowed. Lin Feng actually had storage space. It seemed very extraordinary.
"You count!"
Lin Feng placed a pile of Yuan stones on the ground and said.
The man just glanced at the ground lightly, then smiled and said: "No need to count, you can take them away."
"Okay!" Lin Feng nodded slightly, turned around, glanced at the crowd, and said, "Come with me."
With that said, Lin Feng stepped forward, and the thirty-two slave martial arts practitioners walked in surprisingly unison, following Lin Feng silently and quietly, so neatly that it was shocking.
This was not like what happened when trading slaves. It was too weird. These people seemed to be Lin Feng's subordinates, following him quietly.
Looking at the backs of Lin Feng and others, the person in charge's eyes flickered. Then, a faint smile appeared in his eyes, and he shouted to Lin Feng's back: "Master, go slowly."
Walking on the avenue, Lin Feng and his group stood out particularly conspicuously. Thirty-two slave martial artists with slave marks on their faces could not help but attract the attention of the crowd.
And this is because this place is a slave trading place. If it were in another place, it would be more eye-catching.
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Not far from Tianyi Academy, in the courtyard of a mansion, Lin Feng, Ba Dao, Yi Xue, and thirty-two slave martial arts practitioners appeared in the martial arts field.
There are many rockeries in the mansion, with pavilions and pavilions standing among them, as well as small bridges, flowing water and lakeside scenery. This is the mansion that Lin Feng just bought. It cost a full 500 middle-grade Yuanshi, which is very expensive.
But now Lin Feng needs such a place. Tianyi College does not belong to him after all. Although he has the privileges of Tianyi College, others will know every move he makes. He cannot bring so many people from the Yunhai Sect to the college. Leaving would be very inconvenient.
The Yunhai Sect crowd all looked at Lin Feng, with a bit of expectation and a bit of anxiety in their eyes. They all wanted to see Lin Feng's face under the mask.
Who is this person who possesses the sect master's stone ring
Lin Feng faced the crowd, his eyes were calm, and after scanning the crowd, Lin Feng said, "I've suffered."
As he spoke, Lin Feng put his hand on the mask and slowly moved the mask away under the gaze of everyone.
"boom!"
Seeing Lin Feng's face, the crowd's hearts trembled suddenly. Lin Feng, the person who owned the sect master's stone ring, they all knew Lin Feng, the extremely frivolous Lin Feng who used to be in Yunhai Sect.
In the past, Lin Feng once rose to prominence, killed the disciples of the inner sect, and defeated Wen Renyan, the number one disciple of the inner sect.
In the past, Lin Feng stood on the stage of life and death, questioning the elders and accusing the sect leader of his sins, which was extremely majestic.
Everyone regards Lin Feng as the hope for the future of the sect. Sooner or later, Lin Feng will rise up in Yunhai Sect and attract the attention of Xueyue Kingdom.
However, on the day Lin Feng rose to prominence, disaster struck the Yunhai Sect.
But today, they once again saw Lin Feng, that stunning disciple of the sect. In the past, they had refused Duan Tianlang's invitation because of their own beliefs. How could they not tremble 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 no longer had to endure that inhuman humiliation.
"You don't have to look at me like that, and you don't have to be so excited. Don't forget that your faces are still marked with slave marks, and there is endless humiliation in your hearts." Lin Feng saw the excitement flashing in everyone's eyes, The voice was cold, like a piece of ice, which instantly chilled everyone's hearts. That's right, their faces were still branded with slave marks that they couldn't get rid of. They were still slaves.
"Have you forgotten how the sect was destroyed? Have you forgotten how your faces were engraved with the slave mark?" Lin Feng's voice was cold, and hatred arose in everyone's heart. It was he, the Sirius King, who destroyed their sect. The door, stamping the mark of slavery on their faces, making them slaves.
"Because the sect is weak, Yunhai Sect was destroyed and has no power to repent. As for you, because you are weak, you have been marked as a slave on your face, and you have been humiliated, bullied, and left to your own devices. Lin Feng's voice was solemn and he said slowly: "Moreover, if you still have this strength in the future, you will still be unable to escape your fate. You will still be slaves, and you may be captured and taken away by others, just like livestock. ”
Lin Feng's voice was not very pleasant, but every word trembled in the hearts of the crowd. Yes, if they were still this strong, the fate of the slaves would never change.
"If you want to not be bullied, if you want to change your destiny, if you don't want to be a slave, not at the mercy of others, if you want to use your blood to commemorate the pain and humiliation you have suffered, there is only one way!" Lin Feng's voice rose slightly! They looked around the crowd and said: "Get stronger, get stronger, keep getting stronger. Only by becoming stronger will your destiny change!"