2369 Repaying Your Grace (1)
“That child is you, Shen Yanxiao.” Mo Yuxun looked at Shen Yanxiao with extremely complicated eyes.
“If it hadn’t been for your timely appearance, I would have exploded and died because I couldn’t bear the soul of the War God. Before me, several experimental subjects with the blood of seven races had died when integrating with the soul of the War God. But you were different. When everyone thought you were dead, the soul of the War God also disappeared. Lord Ouyang only had one War God in his hands, which could be used in racial integration experiments. Without the soul of the War God, the integration of the War God’s soul could no longer take place.” Without the source of the god blood, there would be no more forced integration. Mo Yuxun finally escaped calamity and survived.
If it were not for Shen Yanxiao, he would have died long ago.
“I didn’t expect you to still be alive. When Lord Ouyang told me that you were still alive, my mood was very complicated. I knew that Lord Ouyang would do whatever it took to get you back. At that time, you would become a puppet, but on the other hand, I was very gratified to know that my savior was still alive in the world.” Mo Yuxun’s cold face raised a slight smile, which softened his cold face a lot. He was like a young man bathed in the sun, not a victim of a cruel experiment.
“Sorry, my benefactor, Lord Ouyang created me and gave me life. I can’t disobey his orders, but you have saved me before, so I can’t kill you. Your victory today has finally freed me.” Mo Yuxun took a deep breath, as if he had finally vented the bitterness that had been entrenched in his heart.
“Shen Yanxiao, you have done me a favor. I have something to tell you.”
“What is it?” Shen Yanxiao looked at Mo Yuxun with a trace of foreboding in her heart.
“Not long ago, all the experimental bases on the Storm Continent were abandoned by Lord Ouyang. All the captured alchemists have been transferred away. This is just a discarded garbage dump. All the experimental subjects you see today are only semi-finished products with two or three kinds of bloodlines, abandoned by Lord Ouyang in the Storm Continent. The power of the experimental subjects under Lord Ouyang’s hands is beyond your estimation. There are still many experimental subjects like me that have been integrated with the blood of seven races in Lord Ouyang’s hands. If possible, I never want you to face him. Lord Ouyang has the intention to kill you. He already has several experimental subjects that have the chance to bear the soul of the War God. You are no longer indispensable to him. He made an agreement with Satan. Satan will capture you and Lord Ouyang will take action to integrate your body with Satan’s soul. What Lord Ouyang wants is the soul of the War God in your body.” Mo Yuxun’s eyes became unusually serious.
Shen Yanxiao looked at Mo Yuxun in surprise. No wonder she had not heard any news about Ouyang Huanyu during this period of time. It turned out that he had already secretly arranged everything!
“Didn’t you say that you won’t tell me about Ouyang Huanyu?” The ominous premonition in Shen Yanxiao’s heart became stronger and stronger.
Mo Yuxun suddenly relaxed the expression on his face and smiled.
