Almost when his voice came out, the meniscus that struck his crotch also stopped. As Feng Jiu flicked his hand, the knife was thrown aside. At the same time, this was trapped. The barrier between the two also burst open as a ray of light pierced Ling Tianyu's eyebrows.

"Young Master!" The guards rushed forward and helped him up.

"Give up early, there won't be so many things." Feng Jiu glanced at the man who had fallen on the ground and was surrounded by a group of guards, chuckled, turned and walked away.

Seeing him turn around and leave, Ling Tianyu couldn't help being stunned. Seeing that figure leave step by step and disappear into his sight, he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Could this person forget that the loser should be the other's slave?

"Master, let him go?" a man next to him asked.

Hearing this, he darkened and asked angrily: "How about it? Let your master follow him as a slave and let him call?"

"The subordinate doesn't mean that." The man said quickly, and also lowered his head.

At the city lord's mansion, the city lord who learned the news stared at the guard and asked in a calm voice, "You mean, Tianyu challenged someone and lost?"

"Yes, when the subordinates rushed back to report the letter, the young master, he, he had almost no power to fight back under that person's attack." The guard lowered his head and said, hesitated, he looked up cautiously After taking a look at the city lord, he finally said: "Furthermore, the young lord has set the rules of the world with that person, and those who lose must be slaves to those who win."

Hearing this, the lord's face sank: "Absurd! Take me over immediately!"

"Yes!" The guard responded quickly and quickly led the way.

However, when they were about to rush away, they encountered a group of people who had come back in a dingy on a street outside the city lord's mansion.

Seeing his son come back from injury, especially when there is an extra mark on the center of his eyebrows, his heart sank and he asked, "You lost?"

Hearing this, Ling Tianyu's eyes flickered, and his black face muffled in response: "Yeah." His eyes swept toward the guard who followed, with shame and anger in his eyes.

Seeing his angry eyes, the guard lowered his head and whispered: "Young Master, the subordinates rushed back to report to the City Lord because they were worried about the Young Master."

"Do it yourself! Leave me!" He drank with a sullen face, staring at the guard with a bad look.

The guard saw this and quietly backed away.

"You still have the face to talk about others? You have been out there all day long, now it's okay, have you caused trouble?" City Lord Ling stared at him hatefully, and asked, "Where is the one who won you?"

Ling Tianyu didn't glance at his father, but tilted his head to the side, looked aside and said, "Go."

Upon hearing this, he only got angry and shouted angrily: "Go? You just let people go? Didn't you see the mark on your eyebrow?"

"Imprint?"

Ling Tianyu was startled, as if he had remembered something, and stroked his eyebrows.Yes, the person who loses is going to be a slave, and both of them condensed a drop of blood at that time, then the rules of heaven and earth will imprint their mark on the person who loses.

Seeing his son stared there, a fire was burning in his heart, and he immediately shouted to him: "Don't let me go in!"