Although his favorite scent was in the air, Ahabibeyi could not enjoy it to the fullest.

His mood was extremely tense.

Today's things didn't go well from the beginning, Wu Xin didn't smoke a big cigarette, which was really hateful.

The power of curiosity is great, and it allows humans to move forward, to explore and to conquer.

It will also make human beings degenerate, corrupted, and indulged.

Ahabibeyi was the latter of the falls, and he was extremely jealous of Wu Xin's self-control and strength.

If he had this will, why would he become a puppet of this hateful woman?

When he thought of his situation, Ahabibeyi gritted his teeth and hated it, saying that neither Carter Leaf nor Big Tobacco was too addictive, but this damn woman provided him with several "real goodies".

Those kinds of things brought him the pleasure of improving level by level, and also made him fall deeper and deeper layer by layer.

This woman, who was just a business partner at the beginning, took control of his business, his life, and his soul step by step.

Now Ahabibeyi himself knows that he is shit and scum, but he can't get rid of this fate.

He couldn't do without those narcotics anymore, the Carter leaf and the big smoke that used to give him pleasure were no longer effective, and he could only be satisfied with those "real goodies" now.

This is the "transitional" effect of soft drugs.

In the world of the first mate, Wu Xin, many idiots who pride themselves on being hippies are fighting for the release of soft drugs, and strongly demand the so-called "unlimited indulgence" power.

But what they really have is self-control, and seemingly harmless soft drugs will eventually corrode a large part of them into the walking dead, into infinitely indulgent garbage.

Just like Ahbibeyi today, he betrayed information to the enemy, and he refused at first.

It's one thing to resell supplies to an intermediary and gather resources for his difficult path as a mage. It is one thing to directly sell one's own military intelligence and kill tens of thousands of compatriots.

But once those good things are stopped, it is really worse than death!

He resisted, he resisted for days.

He had sworn to Mesadir that he would never betray the noblest caliph and his benefactor, Murad Bey, even after all his suffering.

Even if she kills his family. Nor do you think of him helping the enemy to occupy his homeland.

But all this was in vain, and Mesadir did not have to commit any atrocities at all, as long as nothing was enough.

He finally gave up all the bottom lines and principles, knelt at the feet of this woman, as long as Mesadir gave him those things on time, nothing else mattered.

He had lived simply for that feeling, if he were still a living man.

Today was a big day for him, and Mesadir took a fancy to Wu Xin's magic and asked him to work hard to cooperate. He also promised to protect his drug supply for the next three months as long as he behaved well.

This morning, he didn't eat, which wasn't a big deal, and the point is, he didn't get his "daily ration".

This is to avoid letting Wu Xin and them see the problem, and it is also to stimulate his "enthusiasm for work".

He was now holding on entirely on Mesadir's assurances and promises.

The battle has dragged on for far too long. Mesadir's attack was met with unprecedented stubborn resistance.

Wu Xin had given up fighting with him for control of the shock flow, that is, he firmly adhered to his own "flame walk" and "fireball technique".

His defense has an incomprehensible nature to Mesadir. It's not invulnerable, but it's extremely counterattackable, and if you get closer, you'll be counterattacked, as if you're enduring a counterattack from the "Fire Shield" all the time.

Her strength was extremely limited, and it was impossible for her to break through such a defense.

But she couldn't accept defeat for a while, and she was desperate to compete with Wu Xin.

She herself felt hotter and hotter. And her spell slots are starting to fall apart.

Not only the spiritual level, but also Wu Xin's strength had an impact on his material level, there was Yin Yin's qi condensing on the top of her head, and her face was sweating like pulp, as if she was about to suffer from heat stroke.

And Wu Xin lost his ability to act. But his face was always calm.

Of course, in fact, this test is not easy for Wu Xin, and taking the initiative to mobilize divine power is also an extremely rare experience for him.

In the past, he had only passively supplied Kessler and Yarra Priests, both of whom were very experienced priests who knew how to exchange prayers and divine materials for divine magic.

Wu Xin only needs to pay attention to the total amount of faith power occasionally to ensure that it is generally normal.

It was too complicated for him to use his faith directly in battle, and he simply couldn't afford the power of all kinds of emotions and desires.

Even if it was only used for defense, it also made Wu Xin's mental burden extremely heavy, and coupled with the toxic environment in the room, he did not gain the advantage of destroying the withering and decaying.

Mesadiel's stance is extremely firm, even close to stubbornness, because she is not only depriving Wu Xin of his ability to cast spells, but also depriving Wu Xin of his memory.

Losing a spell is essentially losing a part of your soul.

She needed Wu Xin's memory, Napoleon paid a lot of money for the truth of Menua's death, although in fact Wu Xin was not very sure how the general died.

This will also cause Wu Xin's memory to be disturbed, so that she will not be exposed.

And Wu Xin's rare stubborn resistance also stimulated her desire to win.

Wu Xin's faith power was dissipating at a speed that was not fast, but it was enough to make Wu Xin's heart ache, and in just ten minutes, the faith power he collected in Tripoli Port was consumed for nearly half a month.

These are all beliefs that he himself is reluctant to use.

Both sides have endured extremely severe tests.

Mesadir gritted his teeth and insisted, and continued to induce the impact to wash Wu Xin's spell bit, and Wu Xin had already invested so much strength, and he refused to give up, and continued to resist sadly but resolutely.

Ahabibeyi was terrified.

Wu Xin looked much better than Mesadir, he was in such a stuffy room, but he barely sweated.

Although Wu Xin has always conserved his faith and refused to carry out fire-resistant transformation, his body is indeed far more resistant to heat and heat than most people.

This frightened Ahabibeyi.

Mesadir is well aware of his abilities. So the job assigned to him was extremely simple, that is, to take the nozzle of the cigarette bottle and spray Delia's nose.

But it's such a job, and he gradually feels that he can't stand it anymore.

After another five minutes, he could no longer control his inner agitation and began to let out meaningless screams to vent his emotions.

This was the last straw, and Mesadir, who was already shaken, finally gave up. Her last wave of spiritual offensive attacked Wu Xin's defenseless place.

Wu Xin guarded the two strongest battle magics, and the other magic almost let go.

Mesadir, of course, first targeted another spell on the fourth layer of the web.

"Treasure smell? No wonder he thought he could find the royal tombs of the ancient pharaohs. ”

However, she hesitated for a moment, then let go of this magic, and instead chose the third-level magic "Enhanced Demon Pet".

This was an area that Wu Xin was unable to defend, and it didn't take much effort for her to tear off this magic and successfully copy it into the magic book.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and then collapsed despite her body. Reluctantly stood up and covered Wu Xin's mouth.

A caster who has a spell drained will scream, then fall unconscious and lose her memory, and she will have to prevent others from hearing the screams.

Mesadir was also tired and hungry, but she had other follow-up work, including making up a dreamlike story for Wu Xin, all of which she had to do by herself.

She has been operating here for many years and has a lot of minions.

But not many people have infiltrated Ahabibeyi's side, and only one of them is now serving as a vigilance. Most of the slave girls and valets still only recognized Ahabibeyi, though he certainly did not dare to resist. But his acting ability is completely unreliable, and when he sees a lot of people, he may be exposed.

However, when she stretched out her hand in front of Wu Xin, she didn't see the expected crazy and painful expression, and Wu Xin was not hysterical.

Of course, it was painful to be stripped of a piece of magic, and he was indeed painful.

However, the total comes to collect. Painful, but calm.

"Help me!" At the sight of this, Mesadir realized that the situation was not good, and she was about to cast her limited offensive magic while calling out to Ahabibeyi to support her.

As well as deep understanding pharmacology. The master of manipulating the human brain, as long as Wu Xin is subdued, she still has a way.

She was so involved in the fight with Wu Xin that she didn't notice that Lord Ahbibeyi was already hitting the wall in tears.

"Shut up for me." Wu Xin endured the migraine that was stimulated to the extreme, and gave this beautiful woman a hard punch, and it was a punch in the face.

Then he ignored Delia and fainted on the ground, and threw a "fireball technique" directly into the middle of the room.

…………

Murad Bey's mood is rather bad.

This can't be blamed on him, anyone who is pulled up from the two beauties will be in a bad mood to deal with the fire.

However, the house of the city lord Bey was on fire, and it was impossible for him not to get up at once and gather his troops to prevent a surprise attack.

He reacted quite quickly, after all, he had too many tragic memories of being set on fire by the enemy and then breaching the city.

He went to the city gate himself, and then strictly controlled the troops to guard the four gates, not allowing his subordinates to put out the fire at will, and let the fire light up the night.

It was not until half an hour later, convinced that it was not the enemy who had launched a surprise attack, but a simple fire, that he went to Ahabibeyi's residence and arranged to put out the fire.

He had a good choice, setting fire to a city and then raiding it was often a common means to quickly contribute to the city.

Fighting fires would have deprived the troops of their ability to organize and react, so he only let the residents put out the fires themselves.

Fortunately, the fire did not expand in the end.

By the time Murad Beyi arrived, the small fire caused by Wu Xin had completely ended.

He walked into the courtyard just in time to hear a quarrel, and they were all people he was very concerned about, so he slowed down and didn't go straight in.

Through the courtyard, he could see that Wu Xin and Ahabibeyi were both exhausted, and they had to rely on the support of their female companions to keep them from falling.

Several soldiers are picking up the wreckage and extinguishing the embers.

And Muhammad Ali, who led the team, stood up straight, and he was sternly reprimanding the two degenerates.

"Now at the time of national crisis, the two of you are nobles and important ministers, and the people that Lord Murad Bey trusts, but what are you two doing?!" Muhammad Ali's face was dark, apparently smoked by the fireworks. "The people don't even have enough to eat, and the soldiers only eat meat once a week, but what about the two of you?! Not only did they eat and drink, but they also indulged in depravity, and they actually took drugs together?! ”

"I was delirious, and it actually caused a fire, and two soldiers died in order to put out the fire. They are all young people who just joined us last month, do you know that these soldiers are here for the great cause of Lord Murad Bey to expel the thieves and restore Egypt, not for you moth-eaters! ”

It was not surprising that Murad Beyi saw this scene, and Mohammed Ali did not forget to inform the leadership of the situation while organizing the firefighting.

During the half-hour of fighting the fire, he sent several messengers, saying that he would definitely control the fire, and on the other hand, he said that he was ready to obey Murad Bey's orders to stop the possible French army.

This made Muradbeyi quite satisfied, both enthusiastic and vigilant.

He felt that he finally had a good helper, and he was more interested in his imperial skills.

Because the most capable subordinates have no henchmen, and those who can conspire with him oppose him at every turn.

Ahabibei was in the clouds at this time, completely speechless.

Wu Xin leaned on Deliya's arms and quarreled with Muhammad Ali in a lack of breath: "You are a baseless false accusation and a despicable slander, which eye of yours sees that we are taking drugs?" That eye? ”

"I think you deliberately made Murad Beyi and Ahabibeyi ugly, such a small fire, what kind of fire belt did you make, and the house was demolished by Ahabibeyi, what kind of intentions?!"

Wu Xin showed no signs of being burned at all, and Murad Beyi was not very strange, after all, the spellcasters were generally people who thought highly of themselves, how could they actively put out the fire, even if it was caused by him.

"You say it's a small fire? Didn't you see someone die?! "Muhammad Ali's disposition is correct, when he came here, Wu Xin had already lost a few fireball spells in a row, and half of the courtyard was set on fire.

"It is an honor for you lowly beings who have no way of understanding what the magic web is! Not to mention that there are not many people killed in such a small fire today, just a few burned to death and a few disfigured, which is also a thing? ”

Wu Xin casually ripped off the silver necklaces of several female slaves, took them in his hand, and melted them into small silver balls.

Then he waved his hand and threw the silver ball in the rubble: "Whew, go dig." ”

Although Wu Xin tried his best to deny it, his face was pale, and he was about to collapse, which was obviously refreshing.

And his attitude was so bad that although he threw money, it still made many firefighting soldiers indignantly abused.

While they were desperately trying to extinguish the fire, this little white face kept hugging a few women and whispering, still not making a secret laugh, which was really disgusting.

In addition, the value of the jewelry of the slave girls is not high, only silver and no gold, which is not enough for them to give up all dignity to dig.

Because Muhammad Ali watched coldly, a few people were about to come up and give Wu Xin a little color.

"Stop!" Murad Beyi felt it was time for him to play. (To be continued.) )