Supreme pardon

Wen Renjue deliberately squatted down to eat steamed buns, carefully pulled out the necklace around his neck, Wei Duan was still hanging on it, if not, he might think that what happened in the past six months was just a dream.

I have never been to the undersea tomb, let alone become the king of the [-]th district, everything is just a dream when I am in a coma.

He is still a piece of trash at the mercy of others, but this dream is too real.

The silver liquid in the transparent crystal block no longer flows, and even the clarity is much dimmed. It looks like a piece of plastic that can be seen everywhere. Holding the dimensional end on the neck, the texture is no longer cold, like some gum or plastic, I am afraid it is also Because of this, the group of people just didn't snatch it from his neck when he was unconscious.

It can be heard that people know for themselves that this is definitely not a piece of gum or plastic, it is a piece of wood.

"That kid is not badly dressed, why is he still wandering outside?"

"Probably some adult got tired of playing and threw it out with a disfigured face..."

It seemed that someone in the crowd in the distance brought the topic to him, and someone speculated with a lewd smile.

Wen Renjue ignored it, lowered his head and stuffed steamed buns into his mouth, cowardly daring not to speak.

He carefully recalled the things before all this happened, "Wei Duan is protecting himself, and the eye of the sky is on standby." The last sentence he heard before falling into chaos, he now repeatedly recalls and speculates.

Could it be that it was a side effect of the second fusion of God's Eye?

Before he fell into a coma, Wei Duan also said that the Divine Eye was rejecting its energy, so could it be that the Divine Eye threatened or hurt Wei Duan, causing Wei Duan to be forced to protect him with a protective seal, and the sentence that the Divine Eye is on standby... …

It should mean that Tianyan terminated all activities.

Assuming that all of this is true and true, and after eating the last bite of steamed buns, and clenching his hands again, what is going on with his current situation?

Wen Renjue didn't want to try to escape. After following this group of people for an afternoon, the group of people encountered several hunting people from the villages on the road. Without further ado, they shot and killed them one by one.

He has no power now, and before he merged with God Eye, he doesn't want to try the taste of the bullet and challenge the speed of the bullet at all.

It can only be said that he must be more careful before the side effects disappear.

Those people were digging pits on the spot, and it was even more impossible to spare his labor and throw him a shovel, preparing to bury these corpses on the spot.

Wenrenjue paid special attention to their conversations when digging.

"Be careful, the [-]th district team has been patrolling closely recently, so don't get caught."

"In the past two years, the teams from the [-]th district are obviously not easy to mess with. Teams from the outer districts who trespassed in Maolin will not be able to return all of them when they meet them. Let's not be too oblivious."

"The eighteenth district is the same. In the past two years, Shanan Maolin has been regarded as a golden lump. It is a land of poor mountains and rivers. There is nothing but damned aliens and beasts."

Wen Renjue was weak, and when he carried the corpse with another person, he was stared at several times by that person. In the two years since he was "dead", his body had completely stopped developing, and he still maintained the same state as before he merged with God's Eye two years ago. Looks good, not even the hair grows at all.

Although it should be counted as 17 years old now, to be precise, he is only 15 years old. His time has been stopped for two years, and all his powers have returned to before the adventure, and he can drag this 1.8-meter adult corpse to move It was already very hard.

But no one will listen to his explanation.

He also couldn't speak, and the fist and kick attacks he hadn't received for a long time made him fully recall the tortured days before.

After following this group of people for only three or four days, he had many wounds all over his body.

The good quality T-shirts and trousers from the [-]th district have long been torn into strips, hanging on the dirty body, in a state of desperation.

Coupled with his face, almost no one wants to get close to him.

Wen Renjue never said anything, for fear of attracting the attention of those people and causing more torture. When they were about to leave the forest, these people even robbed a small village, killing all the adults and taking away all the children. Finally, these people left Shanan Maolin carelessly.

After more than ten days, he intentionally or unintentionally explored, and finally figured out what this group of people was escorting.

Taking great risks to pass through the lush forest in Shanan, what was escorted on the cart were bags of white salt.

The transportation on the earth is backward, and it is a dangerous job to transport salt from the king area where there is salt. Human beings cannot live without salt. Naturally, as a necessity of life, huge profits are indispensable.

Where there is profit, there will be fighting, so each king district will uniformly control the salt.

And these people, at first glance, are not being transported through any formal channel. From the conversations a few days ago, Wen Renjue can tell that these people are not from the [-]th district.

And if the officials of other royal districts are escorting salt, I am afraid it will not be such a small scale, and they will pass by Maolin in the [-]th district. He will be careful not to be discovered by the [-]th district all the way, and he will not be robbed in the lush forest of Shanan during the escort process.

This group of people killed all the adults and kept the children and teenagers waiting to be sold, probably because they were afraid that the news would leak and cause unnecessary trouble.

Wanting to understand all this, Wen Ren Jue was even more careful before his strength recovered. These were desperadoes, and it would be a big joke if he accidentally died in the hands of such people.

He has been trying to call Wei Duan every day for the past few days, but the "pendant" hanging on his chest has no response, and the Eye of Heaven has never appeared, including the powers he disappeared.

The second fusion of God's Eye was clearly successful, and he had also felt the enhanced power, so could the current situation be understood as a short-term aftereffect after the success?

As soon as he calmed down, Wenrenjue began to ponder these questions, and he was upset by the crying of the looted children in his ears.

After leaving Maolin and walking on the plain for two days, several large trucks drove up on the horizon in the distance, and the convoy stopped in front of the pedestrians. Someone behind Wen Renjue came forward to greet the people who drove here , Then Wen Renjue and the group of people who came to greet them began to move bags of salt from the wooden cart to the big truck.

The clothes on Wen Renjue's body were already torn, and the salty sweat brought by the anti-salt seeped into the wound on his shoulder, and his eyes were red from the pain.

But he didn't dare to be slow in his movements.

The few people wandering around were holding whips in their hands, and whoever moved a little slower would slap their heads and face off mercilessly. Behind Wen Renjue, a child as old as him was whipped and rolled on the spot. I can't stop crying.

However, no one here will sympathize with him. These desperadoes take pleasure in this and laugh wantonly!

After moving the salt, they were collectively driven into the car, and before the door closed, people could hear a faint sound, the seventeenth district.

In the pocket of the bumpy truck, Wen Renjue began to think about the possibility of escaping. It is not his character to sit and wait for death. He has never dealt with the [-]th District. People, those people originally rushed from the fifteenth district to the seventeenth district to buy tanks.

Other than that, he knew nothing about District [-].

The car gradually stabilized, and the children sitting in the car pockets were tired from crying, and began to sob and quiet down. Wen Renjue judged that they came from the wilderness to the city, because now they were driving all the way, and they could hear the noise of people outside the car, and The speed of the car slowed down significantly, and it drove very smoothly.

After the car drove into the city, it should have stopped for a while, and then started again. After more than ten minutes, the car stopped, the door of the rear pocket of the car was opened, and several men poked their heads in and told them to get out.

The children in the car pocket were terrified, how dare they move?One of those people cursed and jumped into the car, kicking them off one by one.

Wen Renjue waited behind a young man, and jumped out of the car automatically.

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at the empty yard where the vehicle was located, and the four or five-story house not far away.

The children who got out of the car were taken away by other people who were waiting at the side. Wen Renjue raised his head slightly and looked around.

The first man who poured water on him came over with a middle-aged man, pushed him, and said with a smile: "People are ugly, disgusting, and scary, but I promise, they will definitely not be sick!"

The middle-aged man who came with him looked at Wen Ren Jue expressionlessly, as if looking at an animal, "Mazi, I know that you want to make extra money, I believe in your character, if you really die of illness in a few days , you can't run away either."

Ma Zi has a pointed and long face, and he was not in a hurry when he heard the man's words, and said with a smile: "How can it be, how can it be, don't look at him as thin and weak, he can do it!"

"Fortunately, I don't need him to meet people!" The middle-aged man said, took a few steps forward, raised his hand very quickly to grab Wen Renjue's chin and lifted it up.

The dim light in the black pupils flickered and disappeared, Wen Renjue pretended to be scared and closed his eyes.

The middle-aged man pinched his chin and shook it left and right, "Tsk tsk..." twice, and said in disgust: "Change your pig, this is my face for you."

The man called Ma Zi said "Ah!", and then looked at Wen Ren Jue with disgust, and had no choice but to say for a long time: "Okay, okay! I don't want to smash my hands, and I have to work hard to bury them!"

The people around him dispersed one after another. The middle-aged man pushed Wen Ren Jue aside, took out a notebook from his pocket, wrote something, tore off the paper and handed it to Ma Zi.

Ma Zi nodded and smiled, and took the paper.

Wen Renjue lowered his head, as if he was afraid, but the gloom in his slightly closed eyes was getting thicker and thicker.

I'm really worth a lot, so I changed a pig?

It wasn't that the occasion was wrong, but he wanted to laugh a little.