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"Have you brought the goods you requested?"

A somewhat unpleasant hoarse voice sounded.

"Bring it with you. The quality of the goods this time is pretty good, and the quantity is far more than what adults need. What do you think of this reward?"

A familiar voice sounded, it was the leader of those people, smiling flatteringly.

"Hmph, as long as the grown-ups use it happily, the reward will be yours."

"Of course it's natural, it all depends on your orders." Brother Wang, the leader, said with a sneer, then turned to the middle-aged people behind him and shouted, "Move quickly, my lord is waiting for this batch of goods!"

The middle-aged men carrying the sacks said hello and then walked in a certain direction carrying the sacks.

Then, all kinds of noisy sounds sounded in Fang Xuan's ears, including crying, yelling and cursing. The various sounds were mixed together, and no useful information could be distinguished.

After a while, the sack containing Fang Xuan and the others was opened. A short, fat man with a mustache held a pen and paper in his hand. He looked at Fang Xuan and the others while writing something on the paper.

Some of the children in the same group were crying out of fear. Unable to bear the disturbance, the short and fat man stepped forward and slapped the children who kept crying hard until the corners of their mouths bled. They did not dare to make any sound.

Like a little animal that was bruised and bruised, it cowered in the corner of the cage in fear, its eyes full of avoidance.

"Made, you are indeed a lowly person who doesn't know the rules if you don't take care of yourself. It affects my mood."

The short and fat man was still angry and kicked him a few more times before he gave up. After recording the number, he staggered away.

After the short and fat man left, Fang Xuan emerged from the cage. With his second soul skill activated, he opened the iron cage and walked straight to the children.

Feng Yu followed closely and condensed the Nine-melody Linglong Qin. His second soul skill was related to the recovery of injuries. After the song, the flesh and skin injuries on the children were almost healed.

Perhaps it was the pleasant sound of the piano that helped them sleep, and several children fell asleep quietly.

When the other children in the cage saw this, their eyes instantly lit up, and they looked at Fang Xuan and the others with hope.

Fang Xuan had just finished looking at this place. It was a square space surrounded by stone walls. It should be a place dug out of the mountain.

Dozens of large and small cages were placed in this space, containing not only children, but also several seriously injured and dying young people.

The children in the cage were mostly covered in bruises. Although they were not fatal, they looked filled with sadness.

I don't know how many times they have experienced repeated overlapping of hope and despair. Although these children hoped that Fang Xuan and the others could get them out, they did not speak or take any substantive action.

He just looked at Fang Xuan and his group quietly, so as not to be a disservice. At the age of six or seven, he was as sensible as an adult.

Fang Xuan and the others quickly came to the side of several young people, and Feng Yu continued to use his second soul skill to help them recover from their injuries.

After a while, perhaps feeling the surge of warm energy in their bodies, several young people woke up. Although they were still weak, they were able to speak.

"You are?"

One of the young men in blue clothes said in confusion. After looking around blankly, he whispered hoarsely.

"Children, hurry up and go to Wuhun Palace. Tell them that this is a stronghold of the Noumenon Sect. There is an archbishop here and ask them to bring people to encircle and suppress it."

"What level of strength are those people outside now? Can we defeat them?"

Fang Xuan asked, hoping to learn from these young people the distribution of strength in the so-called Noumenon Sect stronghold.

Hearing this, the young man in blue was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "That's right, I forgot that you are only six or seven-year-old children, how can you escape smoothly?"

"Lin Yixing, are you stupid? Take a good look at the little brother who saved us. He is already a second-level soul master."

Another hoarse voice sounded, reminding Lin Yixing.

Lin Yixing looked over after hearing the sound and found that Feng Yu was still playing the second soul skill to help them recover from their injuries.

"Oh my God, a six or seven-year-old great soul master?!"

Lin Yixing felt like he was dreaming. Is this the legendary genius?

"How come you are so talented, how could you be caught here? Where are your elders?"

He was a little anxious. Such a genius couldn't just die in the hands of the Noumenon Cult. He had to risk his life to send these children out.

"Uncle, you haven't said yet, what are the strengths of those people outside." Fang Xuan reminded with a smile.

"This is a stronghold of the Noumenon Sect. The leader is an archbishop of the Noumenon Sect. He has ten people under his command, all of whom are soul masters in their 30s. The martial souls are not very clear."

"The Archbishop is a soul sect of over 40 levels. His martial soul is his hands and he is extremely powerful. The specific effects of several soul skills have not been tested yet. The rest of them are only at the level of a great soul master at best, so don't worry about it."

Before Lin Yixing could speak, another man in red spoke, introducing the general situation here to Fang Xuan and the others.

"Gu Tianxing, are you crazy?" Lin Yixing whispered, "They are all still children, how can they cope with those beasts? If you ask me, I have to risk my life to find a way to send these children out. !”

Gu Tianxing shook his head and said with a smile, "Lin Yixing, just wait and see. These children are not ordinary children. Children of this age are used to forming teams. Only the Soul Master Academy in Wuhun City, and among them The children are either very talented or have a lot of power behind them. I think they have both, and I believe they can bring hope."

He once went to Wuhun City to deliver documents, and he was quite familiar with some of the traditions in Wuhun City. After seeing Fang Xuan and the others' habitual positions, he concluded that this was a team from the Soul Master Academy of Wuhun City. .

Fang Xuan was a little surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect their whereabouts to be seen so quickly, and he replied with a smile.

"This uncle is right, just keep an eye on it. By the way, protect the children here, and we will come back as soon as we go."

Lin Yixing looked at Fang Xuan and the others in disbelief, not knowing how to speak for a long time.

On the contrary, Gu Tianxing watched them leave and replied with a smile, "Children, come on, I thank you on behalf of Wuhun Palace. The children here don't have to worry, we will only die in front of them."

Unexpectedly, this sentence made Fang Xuan and the others laugh. When Gu Tianxing, Lin Yixing and the others were wondering why Fang Xuan and the others were laughing.

Fang Xuan's words made them all froze in place, and they could not calm down for a long time.

"You're welcome. I'm also from Wuhun Palace. After you get out, hang out with me. My name is Fang Xuan, the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace."

After saying that, he walked out quickly along the road the short and fat man had left.