Chapter 900: Accommodating Mohan

This sudden scene made Nongxue's clone and Tina stunned.

However, Nongxue's clone quickly reacted.

The other party has the ability of destiny, and must have studied it more thoroughly than Wang Mingyang.

It is not surprising that he can predict that a strong enemy will visit.

But judging from this behavior, the so-called Lord Moham should not want to be an enemy of himself.

Twenty-two salutes, this is already the highest etiquette in the oil country.

Nongxue's clone pondered for two seconds, raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, looked at the gray-robed old man and said: "Lead the way, I also want to meet this Lord Moham."

"Yes, distinguished guest, please follow me."

The gray-robed old man Demora bowed again and led Nongxue's clone and Tina to the secret passage.

The narrow secret passage gradually went down and became wider and wider.

The two saw many survivors along the way, gathering in living rooms.

The entire underground space is like a city with many connections.

The area closer to the ground is where the ordinary survivors gather.

Going down is where the superpowers are, but the area closest to Mohammed's residence is only accessible to the most loyal believers.

"Dear guests, Lord Mohammed is waiting for you inside."

After an unknown amount of time, the gray-robed old man Demora took the two to a secret room at the deepest part and bowed.

"Okay."

The Nongxue clone said nothing and walked forward on his own.

There was a man in his thirties guarding outside the secret room.

Seeing the Nongxue clone coming forward, he couldn't help but take a step.

"Xiladin!"

Demora shouted in a low voice, causing Xiladin's body to tremble slightly, and his face was a little uncertain. In the end, he resisted the urge to attack and stepped back to stand aside.

After stopping Xiladin's unusual movements in time, Demora continued to gesture with his hand.

The Nongxue clone glanced at Xiladin, and the seventh-level strength was not bad!

The superpower level was at least above A level, and it was a good material.

Walking to the door of the secret room, just as he raised his hand to push the door open, an awkward voice came from inside: "Come in, strong man from China."

The Chinese language with a foreign accent made Nong Xue's clone's face slightly changed, and he walked straight in.

What he saw was a pale West Asian youth, wearing a white robe, sitting cross-legged on a stone bed.

There were also tables and chairs carved from stone in the secret room, with several cushions with gorgeous patterns on them.

"Do you understand Chinese?"

Nong Xue's clone sat on them with a big horse and a golden knife, and spoke lightly.

Tina stood silently behind him, looking at this strange clone curiously.

Now there are only the one from the Bear Country and the one in front of him.

After solving this, they should go to the Bear Country to absorb the last clone.

"Before awakening, I have always been yearning for Chinese culture and learned Chinese for a while..."

Mohan nodded slightly and calmly recounted the past.

He is a branch of the royal family of the oil country. Although his wealth is not as good as those of the princes, it is enough to live a carefree life.

It's just that Moham prefers mysticism, especially Chinese culture.

When the end of the world came, Moham awakened his supernatural powers and realized his true origins.

But he only wanted to develop his faith quietly and did not intend to expand outward.

It's a pity that as a Light Lord's avatar, he has long been in the center of the vortex, so how could he stay out of it.

"You should know my intention very well..."

Nongxue's avatar listened to Moham's self-narration quietly and spoke with some curiosity.

It was the first time I met such a calm avatar. Knowing that he might die next, he was still so calm.

"I know very well, but what can I do?"

Moham spread his hands, his expression was very helpless, "I almost died just by changing the trajectory of your destiny. No matter how you deal with me next, I just hope you can let those innocent believers go..."

From the time he sensed the female avatar in front of him, he came with the huge threat that had been lingering in his heart.

Mohan knew that his attempt to conceal his fate was in vain.

When he saw Nongxue's clone, he was shocked beyond words.

This was a strong man who could also peek into and manipulate fate.

In fact, the other party was stronger than himself in this aspect.

"You think very clearly."

"I can promise you not to kill them for the time being, but none of the parasites can be spared."

Nongxue's clone chuckled, then stood up and grabbed Mohan with his big hand.

Feeling the space around him constantly compressed, Mohan breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't worry, I don't have a single ancient angel here."

"That's good."

Nongxue's clone nodded slightly and quickly sealed Mohan in the space gem.

After looking at it for two seconds, Nongxue's clone put it into the mustard seed space and turned to look at Tina.

"My lord, there are indeed no parasites here."

Tina knew the meaning of Nongxue's clone's eyes very well, and immediately said respectfully.

Since she entered this underground space, she has been constantly exploring the surrounding situation.

What is extremely strange is that there are really no ancient angel parasites around Moham, the clone.

Even the place where Tina herself hid at the beginning has one or two parasites around it.

"Let's go, we should go out."

Nongxue's clone turned around and walked out thoughtfully.

In addition to the secret room, Demora and Xiladin have been waiting outside.

The two of them obviously expected what happened to Moham.

Demora looked sad, sighed and lowered his head to lead the way.

Hiladin looked at the two Nongxue clones with red eyes, his expression was very sad and angry.

"I promised Mohan not to kill you."

"If you're looking for death, I don't mind giving you a ride."

When Nongxue's clone passed by Hiladin, he said calmly.

The calm words sounded very cold in the ears of Demora and Hiladin.

Under Demora's anxious eyes, Hiladin slowly lowered his head, and his tightly clenched fists finally gradually loosened.

"Sir, please go this way."

Seeing this, Demora breathed a sigh of relief, bowed and stretched out his hand to guide the way.

Nongxue's clone nodded slightly and took Tina away from this place.

Returning to the surface, Demora thought carefully and knelt directly on the sand dune, "My lord, I know Lord Mohan is not dead yet. We can pay any price. I just ask you to let Lord Mohan survive..."

Demora was more concerned about Mohan's safety than Hiradin's indignation.

He knew that the Chinese man in front of him in the secret room did not directly kill Lord Mohan.

Otherwise, Lord Mohan would definitely have warned him.

"Oh, how do you know I didn't kill him?"

Nongxue's clone looked at Demora with interest.

But Demora didn't dare to answer the question at all, and could only keep burying his head in the sand to show his humility and sincerity.

"I can't guarantee that he will survive, but..."

Nongxue's clone's eyes moved slightly, and he took out a satellite phone from the mustard space and threw it in front of Demora, "You can learn some things through this satellite phone. If you behave well, I can intercede for Mohan."

Demora raised his head in confusion, looking at the well-packaged mobile phone in front of him with some strangeness.

However, he immediately took the phone into his arms and nodded desperately, "I will never let you down! Please... be kind to Lord Mohan."