Chuncheng saw the strong man like this, and he was inexplicably stunned in his heart, how did the other party call himself a senior, and after thinking about it, he knew the reason - his own fire cyclone. In fact, if the strong man can observe carefully, he will find that in fact, the cyclone power of Spring City is only in vain, if it is really a qi warrior, then the iron rod is not just as simple as changing direction.

"You didn't mess with me. Spring City's eyes flashed with gold, "But you provoked my friend." ”

The strong man was shocked by the eyes of the young man opposite, and the light revealed in his deep eyes made the strong man even more convinced of his thoughts--- this person could not be provoked.

I saw the big man kneeling on the ground, clasping his fists with both hands, "Senior, the little ignorant one, I don't know that this person is your friend, the little one apologizes again, and I hope the adult will forgive me." After speaking, he knocked his head on the ground heavily, very hard, and he could clearly see that there was blood on the strong man's forehead.

Chuncheng saw that the time had come, and the strong man did not find the abnormality of his cyclone, so his face froze, and he shouted, "Get out of !!"

The strong man heard the angry scolding, but his heart was relieved, his face was happy, and he crawled out of the hotel.

In fact, everyone had already discovered the situation here, and quietly gathered not far from the rear of Spring City, if the strong man really made a move, then they would attack it in groups.

Chuncheng pulled up Mu Sheng on the ground, "It's okay." ”

Mu Sheng shook his head, didn't speak, and walked silently to the team behind, with no expression on his face, but a little sadness in his eyes.

Chuncheng then turned to look at the young man who was still standing, "What's your name?"

The young man's face was resolute, and the injury on his back made him tremble slightly, but he still stood straight, "I will not be your slave, if you want to kill or chop, listen to it." ”

Chuncheng smiled slightly and took a few steps forward. It was less than half a meter away from the teenager.

The boy's brow furrowed, but then he straightened his chest higher.

Chuncheng stopped in front of the young man and looked at the young man carefully, his appearance was very ordinary, but his eyes were very bright, and he occasionally emitted a bright light. There is a circular imprint on the arm, which is so deep that it is obvious that the protrusion can be seen. The imprint depicts a kneeling figure.

Seeing this, Chuncheng suddenly felt very familiar, lowered his head and pondered slightly, and the scene of drinking with Mu Sheng yesterday suddenly appeared in his mind, and Mu Sheng's right arm also had the same pattern.

"I won't kill you, and I won't let you be my slave. Chuncheng said.

The young man raised his head and looked into Chuncheng's eyes, and the deep dark eyes made the young man's heart very calm, "Why save me." ”

Chuncheng shook his head, smiled slightly, and then pointed at Mu Sheng behind him with his finger, "It's not me who saved you, it's he who saved you." ”

"Can you tell me what's going on with the brand on your arm?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, then a look of disgust appeared on his face, he looked down at his arm, stroked it with his hand, and said, "This, all slaves have this symbol, and I am this identity." ”

Chuncheng didn't ask any more questions, but turned his head to look at Mu Sheng, only to see that Mu Sheng was staring at the imprint on the young man's arm, and his left hand was holding his right arm. The already small eyes were now narrowed into a thin line.

Chuncheng stretched out his hand and put it on the young man's brand, "Are you afraid of pain?"

"It hurts, I'm not afraid to die. ”

"That's good. Bear with me. ”

The cyclone continued to condense in the palm of Spring City, and the pale red cyclone continued to pour out.

The sound of Zizi kept coming from between the palm of the hand and the flesh.

The young man looked bitter, gritted his teeth, and his lips were already bloody, but he didn't make a sound.

The scorching breath continued to rise, and after a while, Spring City dispersed the cyclone and withdrew his palm, "Okay." ”

The young man looked at his arm, and saw that the place where the slave mark had been printed had become blurry under the heat of the heat, and he could not see the original mark clearly.

In fact, this is also because Chuncheng accidentally helped the boy destroy the slave seal, mainly because the boy himself is not a qi cultivator, and the slave mark on his body is only the simplest ordinary slave seal, so it can only be destroyed under the cyclone scorching of the fire attribute of Spring City. As for the slave seal of the qi cultivator, it must be a qi spirit person or use the slave seal to be uncovered, if it is burned with brute force or flames, then it will face the backlash of the slave seal, which will eventually lead to the death of the slave, which is also the means of managing slaves in the empire.

The boy's eyes gradually moistened, and from birth to the present, this mark has always accompanied him, the mark is there, the identity of the slave is there, and people mercilessly ignore, snub, insult, and even whip. His life has always been in the hands of others, but now, it is in his own hands again.

"Thank you!" the boy looked into Chuncheng's eyes and said sincerely.

"Whether you have a slave mark or not, you are not a slave, because your heart is not, no matter what the outside world looks like, keep yourself, live proudly, just like you, you are not afraid of death, and you are not afraid of the imprint on the body. Chuncheng said so loudly that several people in the rear could hear it.

Two lines of tears were left on the young man's cheeks, and what he was most afraid of in the world was not pain, not insults, but the trust of others. Mu Sheng in the back also clenched his fists hard, his eyes looked at the back of Chuncheng, emitting a light that he had never had, and that light was called - alive.

Chuncheng took out the spirit stones given by Zhu Feng from his arms and threw them to the young man, he felt that the young man without cyclone power needed these spirit stones more than him.

The young man had never seen so many spirit stones, so he hurriedly refused.

But just as he was about to excuse himself, he saw that there were several other people in Spring City who had already walked up the stairs.

The young man looked at the direction where everyone disappeared, his face was firm, and he suddenly shouted loudly in the direction of the staircase, "My name is Ling Feng~"

Everyone returned to their respective rooms, and Chuncheng walked to Mu Sheng's room, and Mu Sheng looked at the scenery outside the window and was distracted, not feeling the arrival of Chuncheng at all.

"I can help you. Chuncheng put one arm on Mu Sheng's shoulder and looked out the window with Mu Sheng.

Mu Sheng was stunned for a moment, but he already understood that Chuncheng knew his identity, "Thank you." ”

"What's polite," Chuncheng bumped Mu Sheng with his arm, "I was born without friends, but now, you are all my friends." Therefore, it is necessary to help friends. ”

"Friend?" Mu Sheng muttered to himself, but then said in a very affirmative tone, "Yes, friend. ”

Chuncheng untied the wine gourd, took a big sip, and then handed it to Mu Sheng next to him, "Come, friend!

Mu Sheng looked at Chuncheng's eyes, and the two looked at each other and smiled, "Come, don't get drunk and don't return." ”