Lin Feng's eyes under the mask are very calm, like those of Ba Dao, indifferent and without any fluctuation.

The corner of his mouth moved, and Lin Feng said, "do you want to go?"

The sharp brows of Ba Dao moved slightly, and the words of bully on his face made him look very cold.

Batao did not speak, but his silence was a kind of attitude. Of course, he wanted to go. Who would like to be a slave to others.

"Your slave seal is not engraved by me, and I will never regard man as a slave." Lin Feng looked at the silent sword and said slowly, "if you want to leave, you can turn around and leave now. I will never force you, nor will I stop you. If you want to follow me, nod your head and follow me later."

Lin Feng's words made Yi Xue's eyes stagnate. He was surprised to see Lin Feng. He was willing to let Ba Dao go. However, he spent more than 5000 medium grade yuan stone to take a picture of the sword. The 5000 medium grade Yuan Stone is definitely a large sum, which is enough to buy many powerful slave martial arts.

Ba Dao's eyes also moved slightly, his deep eyes staring at Lin Feng, showing a slightly thoughtful look.

"I only give you one chance to choose, either leave now or follow me, never betray."

Lin Feng once again said, once, he only gave Ba Dao, the only chance to choose.

Ba Dao's decision at the moment is related to his fate.

The domineering eyes gradually become sharp and domineering, like a sword of tyranny. Staring at Lin Feng closely, through the silver mask, Lin Feng's eyes are still so indifferent, or self-confident and frivolous.

He can throw away the 5000 grade Yuan Stone and let Ba Dao go. But if Ba Dao chooses to follow him, he has no right to repent.

Many times in his life, the choice decides the fate. If Lin Feng doesn't auction down Badao, he may still be a slave in the future. He lets Badao choose. He will do his utmost to treat Badao. You can go. If you leave, it has nothing to do with me. You can also stay. But if you choose to stay, you can't betray. Lin Feng can't spend such a big price and let Batao have repeated power He's not a saint.

The eyes of Lin Feng and Ba Dao meet and collide in the air again. Their eyes are the same sharp and domineering. There is a cold and murderous air in the surrounding space, which makes Yi Xue feel cold and tremble violently.

It's cold, not only the body, but also the bone marrow and soul.

"I follow you." After a moment's silence, the sharp meaning in Ba Dao's eyes dissipates, and his voice is low. He nods to Lin Feng.

"Good." Lin Feng has a smile in his eyes. Wu Xiu, a slave from the auction of 5000 grade Yuan Stone, can't help but feel distressed if he just lets Badao go. It's natural that Batao is willing to follow him.

"Remember, I gave you a choice, you can leave, but you did not, but chose to follow me. In this case, if you betray me in the future, I will make you worse than now."

Lin Feng said indifferently, the space is suffused with a wisp of cold.

Ba Dao nodded in silence. He understood the meaning of Lin Feng's choice.

Today, if there is no Lin Feng, he will be photographed by others. Other people, since they dare to ask him, naturally have the ability to subdue him. He will still be a slave. However, Lin Feng has photographed him and even is willing to let him go. From this point of view, Lin Feng will not regard him as a slave. In a certain sense, Lin Feng is kind to him.

In addition, he was just a slave with a slave's mark on his face. If he chose to leave Lin Feng, he would still be a slave. Maybe someone would catch him again and treat him as a slave. He could not get rid of his fate. Of course, it was also possible that he would be free from this, but he could not show his true face.

Therefore, Lin Feng let him choose whether to abandon the people who have kindness to him and take a risk, or follow Lin Feng, who does not treat him as a slave.

Ba Dao chose the latter. Since he chose, he would not regret and betray. This is the road he chose himself. Lin Feng did not force him.

"Let's go." Lin Feng raised his steps and stepped out. Yi Xue and Ba Dao followed Lin Feng behind.

At this time, the pace of Ba Dao inadvertently accelerated some, came to Lin Feng not far behind, way: "someone follow us."

"I know." Lin Fengtou also does not return, light return a sound, let Badao eyes flash a trace of color.

Yi snow is a tight mind, can not help but look back.

I saw behind them a hundred meters away, there was a figure closely following them, unscrupulous, also did not use to dodge the meaning, the other side did not care at all.

"It's him." Yi Snow's beautiful eyes a Cong, follow behind them, is the man with grey robe beside Meng Cong.

"Ignore it." Lin Feng light said a, Yi snow turned around, but can not keep Lin Feng that indifferent, the other side dare to follow, must hold.

"His strength is seven levels of Lingwu realm. He has a long breath and strong blood. He has a evil spirit on his body. He is a man who often kills people and is very difficult to deal with. I can only deal with it reluctantly, and I will lose if I fight for a long time." Badao's voice was low, and he said the strength characteristics of the other side so clearly that Lin Feng's eyes were slightly coagulated, with a little surprise in their eyes."Do you know what I'm capable of?" Lin Feng asked.

"The five levels of Lingwu state not only have long breath and strong blood, but also blend essence, Qi and spirit. If I have not guessed wrong, you have fully understood the power of sword. Ordinary people in Lingwu state are not your opponents. Even I have no absolute assurance that I can defeat you."

Badao said calmly, let Lin Feng's pupil slightly coagulate. It seems that Badao knows the strength of the man in grey robe is not occasionally, but can really speculate on the strength of a man. Moreover, it is very accurate.

Yi Xue looks at Lin Feng in surprise. He dare to accept the swords of the six levels of Lingwu realm, and he always has a sense of self-confidence and frivolity.

"Listen to me."

Lin Feng did not say much, just simply said a sentence, and then quickened the pace, toward the front step out.

After Lin Feng's three men, the grey robed man's eyes were slightly coagulated. Then he gave a cold smile and said in secret, "since all of them have been followed up, do you still want to escape?"

Lin Feng, a six fold slave in Lingwu, and Lin Feng, who owns ten thousand grade Yuan Stone, are attractive.

The figure of the man in grey robe becomes more and more nimble, just like a breeze, floating on the road, constantly narrowing the distance with Lin Feng and others.

However, at this time, Lin Feng and other people's body to fold, into the side of a restaurant.

The grey robed man raised his eyebrows and strode out. He took a look at the restaurant and stepped into it. There was no figure like Lin Feng and others.

"Second floor!"

The man in grey robe raised his head and looked towards the stairs. He saw a young man with a beautiful and elegant face walking slowly towards the stairs with a soft smile in his eyes.

"Get out of here."

The man in grey robe took a stride and ran towards the stairs, passing by the young people.

Just as the grey robed man was about to go upstairs, a figure stood at the entrance of the stairs on the second floor, blocking his way. The man was holding a long knife, and his whole body was full of incomparable domineering atmosphere. The artistic conception of a wisp of knife bloomed in the air, making everyone's pupil shrink.

"It's a strong sense of Dao, no, it's a knife gesture!"

The man in grey robe looked at Badao and said coldly: "Badao, follow Meng Shao. Meng Shao will treat you kindly. Why do you want to die?"

Ba Dao didn't pay attention to the words of the man in the grey robe. The long knife in his hand was raised slowly. The momentum of the sword was surging, and the space was shaking.

"Chop!"

Badao leapt in the air, and the long sword crossed a bright white light. The space seemed to be split, and there was a knife mark.

The roaring sound came out, and the stairs collapsed and broke in an instant under the strong intention of the sword. The man in the grey robe turned cold and cried for death.

With these words, the man's hands trembled violently, and his palm strength spewed out wildly to meet the bright knife. His body, however, fell sharply from the air under the shock of the force of the knife and his own palm.

The palm of the grey robed man trembled, ready 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 grey robe suddenly felt that he had ignored the fatal thing just now.

His eyes turned and his eyes turned to the ground. Then, he saw the young man with a beautiful and elegant face just now, who was ignored by him. But at the moment, the pupil of this young man is merciless and cold, full of endless sense of killing!

His heart, once again mercilessly twitch next!

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