She was a woman who looked to be in her twenties, with a charming face and a seductive aura. She no longer hunched her shoulders or bent her waist. After taking off the mask, she did not look old at all except for her inconspicuous old-fashioned clothes.
She glanced at the people on the ground, her eyes passed over Duan Ye and Ning Lang, and landed on the young man in red. "I don't know about the others, but this Feng Jiu gives me a dangerous feeling. Be careful, tie them all up, and send a signal for someone to come and take these people back."
After hearing this, the two women didn't say anything. They just said yes and tied up the people. At this time, one of them seemed to remember something and asked, "Where's the little pet? Why can't I see it?"
"Huh? It's really gone. It was here before." The other woman also looked around, and the little pet that was originally lying beside her was no longer visible.
“Don’t worry about the little pet, it’s just a small beast.” The older woman said as she helped tie them up and waited for their people to arrive and take Fengjiu and the others back to their territory.
In the darkness of night, Tunyun lay in the grass not far away and watched this scene. He saw his master and Duan Ye being tied up. About half an hour later, seven or eight more people came, including men and women. After watching them take people away, he followed them.
When Duan Ye and Ning Lang woke up, they found themselves locked in an iron cage. Ning Lang recalled the last time he was sold and couldn't help but yell, "Ah! Why are you locked in an iron cage again? Can't you change places?"
Hearing this, Feng Jiu couldn't help but chuckle: "Don't worry, you will be able to move to another place soon. It will definitely be more comfortable than here."
Duan Ye and Ning Lang looked to the side and saw Feng Jiu sitting there with a smile on her face, as if she had woken up a long time ago. They were startled and Ning Lang asked, "What do you mean? What do you mean by changing places? Can we really change places?"
Duan Ye looked around and asked, "Where is this place?" Seeing that Song Ming hadn't woken up yet, he walked over and kicked him, "Song Ming."
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Song Ming, who woke up from the pain, saw Duan Ye staring at him angrily and asked, "What's wrong?"
"What's wrong? Look at where we are." He snorted, his face full of anger: "If you hadn't saved those people halfway, would we have been locked in the cage?"
Upon hearing this, Song Ming was startled, and remembered the scene at that time. He quickly jumped up: "Where is this place? Why are we all here?"
"Here! I heard them say it's the Hehuan Sect, a place of happiness and freedom. Besides us, there are many boys and girls imprisoned here. They should have been captured as well."
She said it lightly, but Duan Ye and the others felt heavy-hearted when they heard it, and their faces darkened. Hehuan Sect? That's an evil sect. I heard that they practiced some evil technique of taking yin to replenish yang.
"How could it be? The three of them..." Song Ming looked at them with a face full of guilt and shame. It was all his fault. He was the one who implicated them.
"It's no use talking about this now, let's think about how to leave here!" Duan Ye said, but he didn't blame him. Instead, he looked at Feng Jiu and asked, "Do you have any ideas?"