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"How can your vindictive spirit be this color?" Saddam Hussein asked with a look of horror.

Buchen looked at the vindictive spirit a few more times, and pouted a little helplessly, there was no doubt that this must be caused by Moon's lich blood.

In fact, Buchen did not guess wrong, the Dou Qi power obtained with the blood of the undead mage is completely different from the Dou Qi power obtained with the blood of ordinary magicians, the former is ordinary Dou Qi, and the latter is the "Necromantic Dou Qi" exclusive to the undead.

And this kind of fighting spirit, he has actually seen it, Moon's deputy, the skeleton knight named Alpha, has used it. However, because that guy was facing the strongest "Snow Lion Army" in the world, he didn't reflect the power of this fighting spirit at all.

"Because it's a necromantic fight!" Buchen explained lightly.

"Necromantic vindictiveness?!" Hearing this, Saddam Hussein almost jumped up in fright, "You are obviously a human being, how can you have a necromantic spirit?" ”

Buchen grinned, revealing eight white teeth: "I won't tell you!" ”

"You...... You ......" looked at his somewhat demonic smile, and Saddam's teeth chattered with fright.

"How am I?" asked playfully.

Saddam Hussein froze his nerves, gritted his teeth and said: "You are not a spokesman, you are a devil in human skin!" ”

Buchen raised his eyebrows, his expression did not move, "And then?" Finding this, what are you going to do? ”

"I ...... I ......" Saddam Hussein pulled his scimitar from his waist, "I will destroy you!" ”

Looking at the other party's fierce appearance, Buchen shook his head with some regret and said, "I will give your family some more pensions." ”

What did Buchen's words mean, and how could Saddam not understand? With red eyes, he spread out his fighting spirit, and swung his knife and pounced on Buchen!

He sat cross-legged and didn't make any movement.

"Juggernaut forbid!"

When Saddam Hussein didn't get closer, he swung his knife and slashed at him!

It's just that Saddam's knife has slashed about two feet above Buchen's head, and he can't cut it anymore!

Because, at some point, Buchen actually grabbed his wrist holding the knife!

"...... this?" Saddam Hussein was so frightened that he had just seen no action from his minister.

Buchen raised his head and grinned at him: "You are a fourth-level fighting spirit level, right?" ”

"That'...... So what? ”

He stood up in a hurry, his tall body standing upright in front of Saddam, and looking down at him, who was a head and a half shorter.

"That means ......" Buchen quickly stretched out his hand and grabbed the other party's throat!

"You're a fish belly in front of me!" As he spoke, he didn't use his fingers to fight, and with a quick turn of his wrist, he broke the other party's neck!

Saddam's bloodshot eyes widened, his body twitched twice, and he was silent.

He threw the mercenary's body on the ground.

"Don't hide, if I want to kill you, no matter how deep you hide, it's useless."

Buchen pursed his lips and said lightly.

"Eun Gong! For the sake of me being so deferential during this time, please raise your noble hand and spare Pop's life! ”

Mr. Pope hurriedly got out from under the table.

Buchen sat back in his armchair, touched his chin, and squinted at him.

"What do you think of my 'Immortal Fighting Spirit'?"

Hearing this, Pope, who was kowtowing like pounding garlic, was stunned for a moment, "That, that......"

"That's hairy, that!" Buchen slapped the arm of the chair suddenly, startling Pop into a thrill.

"That's just the power of Engong, power has no distinction between good and evil, only people have good and evil!" Pop said quickly.

After that, his face turned extremely pale, and if this set of unbelievers' words was heard by the other brown-clothed men and ran to denounce him, he would definitely not end well......

"Good!" Buchen nodded in satisfaction, "Am I the devil?" ”

"You are the messenger of the Lord, how can you be the devil?" Pop said with a dry smile. But although he said so on his face, he was slandering in his heart: Lao Tzu already knew that you were the devil!

"It's a lie." Buchen pursed his lips, paused, and said, "But that's it, I'll let you go this time!" ”

Pop quickly kowtowed as if he had been pardoned.

"Alright, alright!" Buchen waved his hand impatiently, "You should know how to deal with the aftermath of this matter." ”

Of course, Pope knew what Buchen was referring to, and he smiled and said, "Engong, please rest assured, this matter will be covered by me!" It's just a mercenary, as long as you throw some money out and do some work, it will definitely be settled. ”

"Hmm." Buchen nodded, "What about that Gaddafi?" How so? ”

Pope replied with a smile: "This is easy to do, give him a salary increase, and then tell him that Saddam Hussein was because he was swaggering and deceitful, and he had no real talent to learn, so he was fired." ”

"Good."

……

At three o'clock in the morning the next day, in the virtual reality, in the house of the minister.

"Relieved?" Xiaoxi sat on the recliner, holding a cup of tea and drinking it, and asked if he wanted to say anything.

"Hmm." Buchen opened his eyes, "Dou Qi can also be cultivated in virtual reality. ”

At this time, he was sitting cross-legged on the wooden floor of his bedroom doing a Dou Qi cultivation experiment, while Xiao Xi was sitting on a recliner by the balcony with a sea view, basking in the sun and drinking tea.

Xiaoxi glanced at him and said, "I said a long time ago that you are unfounded, but you don't believe it." ”

Buchen didn't care, after discovering that the virtual world could also practice fighting spirit, he was in a very good mood now, and he had no intention of worrying with Xiaoxi at all.

"Speaking of which, this virtual world is really powerful. Not only can the real-world scenery be simulated, but even the taste of food and the elements in the space can be simulated vividly! Buchen sighed.

"Of course!" Xiaoxi said with a reasonable face, "The so-called 'virtual reality' is the pinnacle of online games, which can perfectly simulate the virtual world of the real world. If you can't do that, are you embarrassed to call yourself virtual reality? ”

Buchen nodded, convinced, "The function of this neuron computer is really powerful!" With such a small size, such a perfect virtual world server can be set up. ”

"Huh."

Xiao Xi looked at him and laughed twice, didn't say anything, just turned his head to look at the blue sea outside the balcony, and his red eyes looked extremely deep.

……

The next day, outside the city of Mangula.

"Is it necessary for him to come with us?" Buchen frowned slightly, looking at the Gaddafi horse trainer.

Pope nodded hurriedly, "Engong, this kind of thing is actually more suitable in the wild than in the yard, this time we have to trek more than 2,000 miles, just let him take those horses to train them, I think we can get twice the result with half the effort!" ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the black horse, and the expression on his face was a little strange.

The dark horse king who was beaten into a pig's head is now alive again, which makes him extremely surprised.

You know, Buchen just hugged it and slept all night!

"Does Mo Fei'engong's liquid have the effect of a panacea? If I am seriously injured in the future, can I also plead with Eun Gong......" Pop thought wildly.

If Buchen knew what he was thinking, Bacheng would have killed him on the spot, but who made him not know Xiaoxi's mind reading skills?

"Henry, do we have to wear this?" Fei Fei pointed to the large brown turban on her head.

Ai Ai also looked at him with a depressed expression.

Buchen glanced at them, forced a smile, and nodded solemnly, "You are elves!" The pair of long ears are too eye-catching, and they will cause trouble, so it's better to wrap them in a headscarf so that others can't find out. ”

"But we've been wearing it for a long time!" Fei Fei pouted dissatisfiedly.

It is true that for so long since they entered the Saint-Bruno Lock-up, they have been wrapped in this turban whenever they go out. Now that they have to travel thousands of miles, they can't bear it anymore.

"Bear with me!" Buchen said with a straight face, and then pointed at the little cat girl Nades, "Look at people, you are all hundreds of years old, how can you not even be as good as an eighteen-year-old girl?" ”

"Shh Fei Fei looked away angrily.

Buchen smiled evilly, turned around and rechecked the team.

Elven sisters, Nades, Pope, Gaddafi, that's his team now.

They included, each with four horses or camels, riding in turns, and without stopping for a moment, they could travel hundreds of miles a day, or in less than a week they could reach the coastal city of Lytro.

"Let's go!"

Buchen shouted loudly, and stepped on his camel first.