Lin Feng's eyes under the mask were very calm, just like Badao's eyes, indifferent, without any fluctuations.

The corners of his mouth moved, and Lin Feng said, "Do you want to leave?"

Badao's cold and fierce brows moved slightly, and the words Badao imprinted on his face made him look very cold.

Badao didn't say anything, but his silence was a statement in itself. Of course, he wanted to leave, who would want to become a slave to others.

"Your slave seal is not carved by me, and I will never treat people as slaves." Lin Feng looked at the silent Badao and said slowly: "If you want to leave, you can turn around and leave now. I will never force it, let alone stop it. If you want to follow me, nod and follow me in the future."

Lin Feng's words made Yi Xue's eyes stagnate. He looked at Lin Feng in surprise. He was willing to let the Badao go. He spent more than 5,000 medium-grade Yuan stones to slap the Badao. Five thousand medium-grade Yuan stones are definitely a large amount, enough to buy many powerful slave martial artists.

Badao's eyes also fluctuated slightly, and his deep eyes stared at Lin Feng, revealing a slightly thoughtful look.

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

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

Badao’s decision at this moment is related to his destiny.

The domineering eyes gradually became sharp and domineering, like a crazy sword, staring at Lin Feng tightly. Through the silver-white mask, Lin Feng's eyes were still so indifferent, or confident and frivolous.

He could throw away the five thousand medium-grade Yuan stones and let Badao go, but if Badao chooses to follow him, he would have no right to regret it.

Many times in life, choice determines destiny. If Lin Feng does not auction Badao down, Badao may still be a slave in the future. He let Badao choose and do his best to do justice to Badao. You can leave. If you leave, it has nothing to do with me. You can also stay, but if you choose to stay, you are not allowed to betray. Lin Feng cannot spend such a great price, and he also gives Badao the power to repeat and repeat. He is not a saint.

Lin Feng and Badao's eyes met in the air again and collided. The two of them had the same sharp eyes and the same domineeringness. A cold and murderous aura arose in the surrounding space, which made Yi Xue feel cold and her heart trembled violently.

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

"I'll follow you." After a moment of silence, the sharp meaning in Badao's eyes dissipated, his voice was low, and he nodded slightly to Lin Feng.

"Okay." Lin Feng's eyes showed a smile. If the slave Wu Xiu, who was auctioned from the 5,000 medium-grade Yuanshi, just let Ba Dao leave like this, he would not feel sorry for him. Ba Dao is willing to follow him, so it would be better.

"Remember, I gave you the opportunity to choose, you can leave, but you did not, but chose to follow me. If that is the case, if you betray me in the future, I will make you worse than you are now."

Lin Feng said coldly, and the space was filled with chill.

Badao nodded silently, and he understood what Lin Feng meant to make him choose.

Today, if Lin Feng had not been photographed by others, he would have been photographed by others. Since others dared to ask 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 regard him as a slave. From a certain level, Lin Feng was kind to him.

In addition, he was just a slave with a slave seal on his face. If he chose to leave Lin Feng, he would still be a slave. Someone might capture him again and treat him as a slave martial artist. He would not be able to escape his fate. Of course, it is possible that he will be free from this from now on, but he cannot show himself to others in his true face.

So, Lin Feng asked him to choose whether to abandon the person who has been kind to him and take a risk, or to follow Lin Feng, a person who does not treat him as a slave.

Badao chose the latter. Since he chose, he would not regret or betray him. This was the path he chose himself, and Lin Feng never forced him.

"Let's go." Lin Feng raised his footsteps and took a step forward. Yi Xue and Ba Dao both followed Lin Feng.

At this time, Badao's steps inadvertently accelerated a little, came not far behind Lin Feng, and said, "Someone follows us."

"I know." Lin Feng didn't look back, and replied faintly, causing a strange color to flash in Ba Dao's eyes.

Yi Xue's mind tightened and couldn't help but look back.

A hundred meters behind them, there was a figure following them closely, unscrupulous and useless intentions to dodge, and the other party didn't care at all.

"It's him." Yi Xue's beautiful eyes narrowed, and the person who followed them was the man in gray robe beside Meng Cong.

"Don't pay attention." Lin Feng said lightly. Yi Xue turned around, but could not keep Lin Feng's indifferent. If the other party dared to follow him, he would have to hold on.

"His strength is at the seventh level of the Lingwu Realm, with a long breath, strong bloodline, and a vicious aura on his body. He is a person who often kills and is difficult to deal with. I can only barely deal with it. I will lose if I fight for a long time." Badao's voice was low, and he actually explained the opponent's strength characteristics so clearly, which made Lin Feng's eyes slightly condensed, and there was a little surprise in his eyes.

"Do you know what my strength is?" Lin Feng asked.

"The fifth level of the Lingwu Realm is not only long and has extremely strong bloodlines, but also has a blend of essence, energy and spirit. If I guess correctly, you have also fully understood the power of the sword. Ordinary people at the Sixth level of the Lingwu Realm are not your opponents. Even I am not sure that I can defeat you."

Badao said calmly, causing Lin Feng's pupils to slightly condense. It seems that Badao knew that the strength of the man in the gray robe was not occasionally, but could really guess how strong a person was, and it was very accurate.

Yi Xue looked at Lin Feng in surprise. Is it that the strength of the fifth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm? He actually dared to collect the domineering sword at the sixth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, and he always had a sense of confidence and frivolity on his body.

"Listen to my arrangement."

Lin Feng didn't say much, just said something simply, then accelerated his pace and stepped forward.

Behind Lin Feng and the other two, the man in the gray robe stared slightly, then smiled coldly, and said intently: "Since you have been followed, do you still want to escape!"

A slave martial arts practitioner Badao at the sixth level of the Lingwu Realm and Lin Feng, who has over 10,000 Yuan stones on his body, is very attractive.

With his toes on the ground, the figure of the man in the gray robe became particularly light and agile, like a breeze, floating on the avenue, constantly narrowing the distance with Lin Feng and others.

However, at this moment, Lin Feng and others folded their bodies and stepped into a restaurant next to them.

The man in gray robe raised his eyebrows, then strode out, glanced at the restaurant, and then stepped into it, without Lin Feng and others.

"Second Floor!"

The man in gray robe raised his head and looked towards the stairs. He saw a handsome and handsome young man slowly walking down the stairs with a soft smile.

"Get out."

The man in gray robe stepped forward and ran towards the stairs, passing by the beautiful young man.

Just as the man in gray robe stepped on the grounds and was about to go upstairs, a figure stood at the stairs on the second floor, blocking the way. The man held a long sword in his hand, exuding an unparalleled domineering aura. A wisp of the knife's artistic conception bloomed in the air, causing everyone's pupils to shrink.

"What a strong knife intention, it's wrong, it's the knife force!"

The man in gray robe looked at Badao and said coldly: "Badao, follow Mr. Meng, Young Master Meng will treat you well, why bother to die?"

Badao ignored the words of the man in gray robe. The long sword in his hand slowly raised, and a surging sword force gushed out wildly, and the space trembled.

"cut!"

The domineering sword jumped down the air, and the long sword slashed through a dazzling white light. The space seemed to be cut, and a knife mark appeared.

A loud rumbling sound came out, and the stairs collapsed and shattered under the strong sword intent. The man in gray robe looked cold and shouted for death.

As he said that, the man in gray robe trembled with his palms, and his palm power spurted out wildly to welcome the dazzling knife. His body, under the recoil of the sword force and his own palm power, landed sharply from the air.

The man in the gray robe trembled his palms and was about to launch an attack in the air. However, at this moment, a strong sense of crisis came from behind him!

My heart suddenly trembled, and the man in the gray robe suddenly felt that he had ignored the fatal thing just now.

His eyes turned and his eyes looked at the ground. Then, he saw the young man with a handsome face just now, the young man who was ignored by him. But at this moment, the young man's pupils were ruthless and cold, full of endless murderous intentions!

His heart twitched again!
Chapter completed!