Mo Shen, a level fifty-nine evil soul master.

I like to devour the martial soul of the soul master the most, so as to strengthen it to my own body to enhance my strength.

There are no friends to bond, and he likes alchemy and medicine, dismembering soul beasts.

There are several thousand-year-level soul beasts under his command as pets, and as far as Fang Yuan knows, what he has seen is a burst orangutan and a jasper snake.

The Burst Orangutan can speak human language, and is an identity like a slave butler, and has been staying in this house on weekdays.

And the jasper snake took the place of the blood tiger and followed Mo Shen closely.

The above is what Fang Yuan has captured and learned through his own observations in the past month, as well as in Mo Shen's only words and messages on weekdays.

Yes.

He had been trapped in this small dark room for a month.

At the beginning, when he was lying on the bed and couldn't walk an inch, as long as he woke up every time, Fang Yuan showed a look of struggle and despair.

In the present numbness, silence, despair.

It was not acted, but the truest emotional expression in Fang Yuan's heart.

A boy who was no more than six years old was injured and unable to move, and was held like an animal.

That expression of despair and numbness, completely, from Fang Yuan's heart!

From struggling to resist, to madness, to despair and numbness.

In just one month, Fang Yuan showed all the expressions that a normal teenager should show.

In the dark room, only the candlestick in the corner of the wall was lit by the light of the ghostly fire, and Fang Yuan was curled up in another corner of the room, which was completely shrouded in shadow and darkness.

His whole body was curled up, his hair was scattered, and his immature and youthful face was full of numbness and despair.

There were a number of scratches on his arms and wrists, which were the wound marks left by Fang Yuan's numb desperate struggle to escape from here.

Obviously, he failed, and he was not badly injured.

His eyes were closed, and he seemed to be exhausted by the torture of his dark prison life, but in fact, Fang Yuan was always looking for an opportunity to escape.

During this time, Fang Yuan had been obtaining all kinds of information, and it was basically determined that this was the Killing Capital.

As the inheritance of the Shura God, the use of all soul power and soul skills is forbidden in the Killing City, and only the purest killing battles here can go to the end and become the strongest!

Other words.

Here, the gap between Mo Shen and him has been greatly narrowed, and he can even rely on the personal advantages of Writing Wheel Eye to complete the counter-killing of Mo Shen!

In the case that the soul power is limited and the soul skill cannot be used, the strength of the martial soul and your own will determine how far your strength can reach in the Killing Capital.

But physically, Fang Yuan, who is only six years old, is naturally not as good as Mo Shen.

Even if Mo Shen was old and about to decay, the body that had absorbed the martial souls of others and was like a soul beast was not something that Fang Yuan could fight against at all.

But in terms of martial spirits, it is not necessarily.

The power of the Writing Wheel Eye was extremely powerful, especially Fang Yuan's pupil power, which had unexpectedly been greatly enhanced after the last battle with the Blood Tiger.

Although it has not yet evolved to the level of the Three Hook Jade, after Fang Yuan's pupil power has increased, he has already begun to possess the power of the Three Hook Jade Writing Wheel Eye, which is called 'hypnosis'!

This is also the reason why Fang Yuan has been able to persevere.

It's a pity that in the past few days, Fang Yuan has never had the opportunity to contact Mo Shen, and even the food delivery on weekdays is delivered by the burst orangutan under Mo Shen's command.

The strength of the Burst Orangutan may not be as strong as the Blood Tiger, but it is definitely not much worse.

Without soul power, Fang Yuan was not its opponent at all, let alone using the Writing Wheel Eye to confuse and control it.

"Hold on, just wait for Mo Shen to appear, just be patient and ......"

"Since he covets my martial soul and body, he will definitely have a chance to make contact, steady!"

Fang Yuan gritted his teeth secretly and cheered himself in his heart.

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that he was a traverser and had decades of experience as a social animal in his previous life, he might not have been able to bear it a long time ago.

But even so, the emotions that Fang Yuan showed on weekdays were completely the most authentic catharsis.

Otherwise, such a suppressed emotion, as long as it is a person, will go crazy!

"As long as I can control Mo Shen, I will be able to escape from here without bloodshed, and I may even be able to have two thousand-year-old soul beasts as my own combat power."

"The Killing Capital is in chaos, and even if I can escape from here, then I have to think about what will happen after I escape."

According to Fang Yuan's memory.

Once you enter it, if you want to get out, you must win the championship of the Hell Killing Field, and if you have the qualifications to challenge the Hell Road, you must rush out of the Hell Road.

Only then will you be able to leave the Killing Capital.

Otherwise, even if he can deal with Mo Shen, he may have to stay in the killing capital for the rest of his life in the future.

Fang Yuan shook his head, he thought about it far, he hadn't even done it to Mo Shen, he hadn't even broken free from the cage under his eyes, the killing capital or something, he was still far away!

The top priority is to get Mo Shen out of this cage first.

"Just, how do I meet with Mo Shen?"

Fang Yuan's lowered head was constantly thinking.

To be honest, he didn't know what that guy Mo Shen was up to, and he hadn't shown up for a month, except for feeding him the Yellow Spring Dew Potion once at the beginning.

Waiting?

It's a bit difficult.

Mo Shenlai would definitely come, but for how long, Fang Yuan was not sure at all.

In a month's time, his mind has almost reached the limit, and if he continues like this, Mo Shen has not yet said anything, he himself is already going crazy!

Can't wait, waiting for the rabbit will only starve to death, only by taking the initiative to attack, there is a glimmer of life!

"The reason why Mo Shen raised me here is that he is reluctant to kill me, unwilling to let me die."

"He wants a living me, only a living me can allow him to maximize the power of the martial soul in my body!"

"So ......"

Fang Yuan lowered his head, and under the messy hair, the pair of scarlet double-hook jade writing wheels were turning wildly, with a hint of ruthlessness on his young and immature cheeks.

If you don't break it, you can't stand it, put it to death and live later!

"Hey, human boy, it's time for dinner!"