The speaker was tall, ragged, disheveled, and could not see his face.

However, under the messy hair, a pair of eyes shined with cold and merciless light, and he looked at Feng Chenglin slightly mockingly.

"If you are interested, remove the loop from her wrist and send her away safely, instead of pretending to be a saint here!"

Yaohuan! ?

Feng Chenglin quietly looked at the girl's wrist.

She also wears a hoop on her wrist.

Sure enough, there is something wrong with this hoop.

He glanced at Ling Luoyu calmly, he smiled, and suddenly grabbed the girl's arm and pulled it to his side.

"Since he said that, if I don't protect you, don't I have to be jokes by him? Don't worry, no one can bully you with me!"

Everyone looked over in an instant with different eyes.

Especially for that man, his pupils shrank obviously, and his body became taller.

But then he smiled: "Everyone can say anything! But do you do things for you?"

"Just do it, what's not to dare to do!?"

Feng Chenglin didn't seem to know that the other party was using the aggressive method, so he stood up proudly.

"Isn't it just to protect her and not take any harm? What's the problem?"

"You don't even protect yourself well. You are a prisoner. What qualifications do you have to protect others!?"

"Prisoners under the order? Haha..." Feng Chenglin laughed loudly: "Prisoners at this level are not all the same! Prisoners at my level are free to come and go..."

Everyone rolled their eyes silently, too lazy to listen to his nonsense, closed their eyes one after another and stopped looking at them.

It's just that the man, seemingly interested, got up slowly and walked towards Fengchenglin.

"Does your so-called freedom of coming and going also include Yaohuan?"

Feng Chenglin's pupils shrank, and he bowed his head thoughtfully: "This thing...is there anything special?"

The man's footsteps stopped abruptly, his eyes looked at him and Ling Luoyu slightly, and he nodded slowly: "So, you are a new slave! No wonder Yaohuan is not bloody!!"

He raised his wrist and sneered and shook it.

"Look at everyone here. Which one has no blood on his wrist? You don't even have blood. What qualifications do you have to say to take us away?!"

Beckoning lightly, he gestured to the girl.

"Aliu, don't blame me for not telling you! For this person, don't hold too much hope... he is a newcomer, I guess he doesn't even know what he is!"

Sure enough, the original hope on the girl's face turned into disappointment.

She shook her head slightly and took a step back.

"You... are new here, new from outside, right?"

Feng Chenglin wanted to turn to her, but felt unnecessary: "Yes, I'm new here..."

"Then how do you save me?" A Liu's face was suddenly desperate: "You can't even save yourself..."

"I"

"Fatty!" Ling Luoyu suddenly called him: "If you can't do something, don't promise lightly!"

"What people said is correct, you are still a prisoner yourself, what qualifications do you have to save people?"

"Three Masters..."

Feng Chenglin looked at A Liu, and stopped talking.

In the end, turned around and sat down, a little angry.

"I'm a good prisoner, but I am different from them..."

"Different? What's the difference between you? Oh..." The man suddenly prolonged the ending sound, opened his mouth exaggeratedly, and he lifted his body slightly: "You mean you are more sympathetic than us!?"