"Great Xia's national destiny?"

Seeing the little golden dragon on his wrist, Lin Qiye's eyes showed surprise.

He originally thought that Huo Qubing's shot might be intended to stop them...but he never expected that this shot actually carried a trace of Great Xia's national destiny and directly poured into their bodies!

Cao Yuan stared at the little golden dragon on his wrist and asked in confusion:

"The country's luck has entered my body, but my realm doesn't seem to have improved significantly?"

"This is not how we should use our national fortunes." An Qingyu's eyes were tinged with gray. "Although our spiritual power level has not improved, haven't you noticed that... the spiritual power consumption of using the Forbidden Ruins has been greatly reduced?"

Lin Qiye raised his eyebrows, carefully sensing the flow of spiritual power in his body, and a look of joy appeared on his face, "Yes, these national fortunes seem to be replacing spiritual power to maintain the operation of the Forbidden Ruins."

"The effects of these national fortunes should be the same as those of the commanders-in-chief. The heroes are essentially souls and do not have mental power, so they are also using the national fortune of Daxia when they use the Forbidden Ruins." An Qingyu smiled, "These national fortunes are enough for us to use our abilities recklessly without having to worry about the consumption of mental power... Just like what the Marquis said just now, it can last at least two days!"

"Will it not have an impact on Daxia if the Marquis gives us this strand of national destiny?"

"If there are only a few strands, it shouldn't be a big problem, but if there are more, it will probably damage the foundation of the country's destiny." Baili Pangpang couldn't help but say, "This is really a great gift..."

Lin Qiye's mind flashed with the figure sitting on the torrent of national destiny, and a warm feeling rose in his heart. He stood up from the somersault cloud, turned towards the direction of the island, and bowed deeply:

"Team [Nightfall], thank you for the gift, Lord!"

The others also stood up and saluted.

As the Somersault Cloud gradually left the vicinity of the island, Lin Qiye turned around and asked:

"We should have left the area of ​​influence of the national destiny... Jiang Er, is there any way to know the situation at Chennan Pass?"

Zuo Qing's cell phone has been scrapped, and Lin Qiye and others have no other means to contact them for the time being. They are still some distance away from Chennan Pass, so it would be best to find out the current battle situation before reaching the front line.

"Sure." Jiang Er nodded. "The Night Watch has its own encrypted communication channel. I can connect directly to that channel and eavesdrop on their communications."

"good."

As Jiang Er's eyes slowly closed, a burst of electromagnetic disturbance sound came from the Bluetooth speaker on An Qingyu's waist...

…

Fasting place.

In the noisy cafeteria, a young man in prison uniform slowly put down his chopsticks.

He stood up, holding the plate, and calmly walked across the aisle. He placed the plate and bowls neatly in the recycling area, then turned and walked out the door.

Outside the plastic door curtain, a group of tall and burly prisoners were laughing and chatting as they walked into the cafeteria. They almost collided head-on with the young man. The vicious man in the lead frowned and was about to curse something, but when he saw the young man's face out of the corner of his eye, he swallowed the words back.

The prisoners shut their mouths at the same time and retreated respectfully to both sides, making way for a wide passage. The man who bumped into the young man almost buried his head in his chest, not daring to even breathe.

The boy gently brushed away the dust from his hit shoulder, glanced at the man, and walked out of the cafeteria without saying a word.

Only after he was completely gone did the prisoners breathe a sigh of relief and their tense bodies relax.

Behind the crowd, a young prisoner who had just entered the fasting center looked at the figure in confusion and asked, "Brother Long, who is that short guy? We are just bumping into him, are we so nervous?"

“What do you know?!” The vicious man in the lead wiped the sweat from his forehead and glared at him, “You came in late, there are some things you don’t understand.

Let me tell you, in this prison, you can mess with any other prisoner, you can mess with the prison guards, you can even try to escape from prison if you are not afraid of death... but there are only two people you absolutely must not mess with, and you must avoid them when you see them.

One is a man wearing a mental illness suit, with dishevelled hair and dirty face, talking to himself crazily all day long; the other... is the young man. "

"A lunatic, a little kid who hasn't even grown all his hair yet?" The young prisoner was puzzled. "Why?"

Hearing this, the vicious man's face changed, and he slapped the young prisoner on the head, cursing: "Why? Why? If you don't want to wake up with half of your body hanging on the roof, then keep your mouth shut!

If you want to die, don't take us with you, get lost."

The prisoners pushed him aside and hurried into the cafeteria, seemingly afraid of something.

Open air activity area.

Wuquan sat down on a stone in the corner. The sunlight shone on his body, bringing a hint of warmth. He gently closed his eyes and relaxed his whole body.

As Wuquan sat down, all the prisoners within a radius of fifty meters stood up at the same time, as if they were avoiding the plague god, and silently made room for them.

He was alone, basking in the sun in a corner and taking his lunch break.

After an unknown amount of time, a rustling sound came from his ears. Wu Quan opened his eyes and saw a figure in a blue and white striped hospital gown not far from him. He was holding a small toy shovel and shoveling a weed on the ground with great concentration.

Seeing that figure, Wu Quan hesitated for a moment, but still stood up and walked to his side.

"Wu Laogou, what are you doing?"

"I'm helping Xiaocao move." Wu Laogou pointed to the shadow cast by the distant wall and said seriously, "There's no sunlight here. If it continues like this, it won't grow tall."

“…”

"I heard that you beheaded a dozen prisoners a few days ago and hung them on the roof?" Wu Laogou turned around and asked, as if he remembered something.

Wuquan was silent for a moment. "They were the first to attack. I had no intention of resisting, but after they scolded me, they started scolding my brother..."

"Your brother?" Wu Laogou thought for a moment, "The one you always talk about, Shen Qingzhu?"

“Yes.” A cold light flashed in Wuquan’s eyes, “No one can insult my brother… Since they did this, they must pay the price.

However, I have been using my ability to control their blood flow, so even if they are cut in half, they will not die, at most they will only be half disabled. "

Old Man Wu stared at the Black Spring for a long time and sighed:

"The hostility in you... is too strong."

"At worst, I'll just be locked up here until I die." Wu Quan paused for a moment, "Anyway, I don't have many years left to live..."

Old Dog Wu didn't say anything. He just silently shoveled up the weed and held it carefully in his palm.

"What about you?" Wu Quan suddenly asked, "Since you haven't done anything wrong, why are you being locked up here? When can you get out?"