"O'Connor, aren't you staying in Egypt?" After Wang Peng and others returned to the city, they stayed in the hotel, took a shower, changed into new clothes, and slept peacefully in the hotel for one night.

"Well, we're going back to England, and we can't stay in Egypt forever." Hearing Wang Peng's words, O'Connor took a sip of wine and replied, saying, hugging Evelyn and looking at Evelyn's eyes, there was a strong love in her eyes.

"With so much gold and the money from the sale, we can furnish our own home in the UK, and we can do what we want." O'Connor looked at Evelyn and said without taking his eyes off her, Evelyn's face was ruddy and showed a very happy expression.

"Ahem, when will you get married, one of the reasons why you will go back to the UK is that you plan to get married." Seeing O'Connor's appearance, Jonathan and Wang Peng couldn't help but roll their eyes, and Wang Peng opened his mouth to break the world of the two of them and asked.

"Almost, the exact time has not yet been decided." When O'Connor heard this, he didn't hide it, and said generously that he and Evelyn have gone through so many things, it can definitely be said that they can stand the test and get married is a matter of course.

"Tsk, it seems that the raw rice has been cooked and cooked, I wish you an early birth of a precious son." Wang Peng looked at O'Connor and Evelyn, his eyes narrowed, and he said with a wicked smile, as he spoke, he raised his wine glass and toasted O'Connor.

"Cheers!" In Evelyn's white eyes and shyness, Wang Peng and the others slammed their glasses.

"By the way, where are you going back to England? I'll go back to the U.S. and wait until you get married. I will definitely go over and participate. Wang Peng dried the beer in his glass. Wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth. With a hiccup, O'Connor asked.

"We'll probably settle in London, where do you live, give me the address, and I'll send you an invitation when the time comes." O'Connor said.

"Here, this is the address where I live in the United States." When Wang Peng heard this, he carefully recalled this body Burns. The address where he lived in the United States, he took out a pen and paper, wrote the address on paper, and handed it to O'Connor.

"New York? We know. O'Connor took the paper, looked at it, nodded, and put it away.

"By the way, O'Connor, Evelyn, do you like boys or girls?" Wang Peng, O'Connor and others chatted while drinking to eliminate the sentimentality of the imminent separation. Wang Peng asked casually.

"I prefer boys, but. O'Connor he wanted a daughter, oh! If you really give birth to a daughter, I can't imagine that my daughter has a character like yours. Evelyn said as she understood O'Connor, covering her head and not daring to imagine.

"Hey! My daughter's personality thinks that there is something wrong with me, at least I won't be bullied by other people. O'Connor said.

"Hahaha! Rest assured, Evelyn, your child will definitely be a son, a son who is very similar to the two of you, I bet. Seeing the appearance of the two, Wang Peng said with a laugh.

"That's good! If we do have sons, how about I ask you to be the godfathers of our sons? O'Connor said.

"Godfather? That's my honor, and I'm the godfather of your children. When Wang Peng heard this, not only did he take a look, but the godfather was equivalent to the godfather of the Celestial Empire, O'Connor asked Wang Peng to be the godfather of their children, which means that Wang Peng was their children's godfather and godfather, Wang Peng immediately agreed.

"Then it's decided!" O'Connor laughed and said, his muscles toasting again.

Wang Peng, O'Connor and others chatted while drinking, chatting about the thrilling things that happened in this adventure, and the things that happened that ordinary people would never meet or see in their lifetime, and chatted until dark.

Wang Peng and O'Connor stayed at the hotel for another night, and the next morning, the ship from which O'Connor and the others had left arrived.

"Bye-bye! O'Connor, Evelyn, Jonathan! Don't forget to send me an invitation! Wang Peng stood in the port, watched O'Connor and others lead their luggage, boarded the passenger ship, and waved goodbye to O'Connor and others.

"Got it! Be sure! Hearing Wang Peng's words, O'Connor and the others, who were on the boat, waved and shouted on the boat.

'Buzz!! With the sound of a loud whistle, the passenger ship slowly left the port, headed for the endless sea, and headed for England, where O'Connor and others were waiting for a new life, a new life.

"Next, I finally have time..."Wang Peng stood in the port, watching O'Connor and the others leave, and after seeing that the passenger ship had left his sight, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he subconsciously reached out and touched the backpack that had not left his body.

In the backpack, there is Wang Peng's adventure, the biggest gain, the undead black mirror and the key, and the golden scepter that can kill the legendary scorpion king, because it cannot be collected into the soul space, so Wang Peng can only be packed in the backpack, during this time, he has not left his body, for fear of being stolen, as for the gold that was divided, he let Wang Peng throw it in, and the large pile of gold in the soul space.

Wang Peng hurried back to the hotel, returned to his room, locked the door, sat on the bed, slowly opened the backpack, and poured all the things inside on the bed.

The black wide, I can't tell what the material is of the black Necromancer, the box-like key, and the golden, eye-catching golden scepter, there are just three things.

Wang Peng picked up the Black Sutra of the Undead, and gently stroked the cover of the Black Sutra of the Undead with his hand, feeling the huge power inside.

'Click! Then, Wang Peng reached out and picked up the key, twisted it hard, the lid of the box popped out and turned into a key, and the key was chained to the lock of the Black Sutra of the Undead, and with a hard twist, the lock was opened.

Wang Peng hurriedly opened the Black Sutra of the Undead, looking at the countless hieroglyphs written on it, the huge power in the Black Sutra of the Dead emerged more truly, flowing on every character inside the Black Sutra of the Undead.

"What a pity, alas!" Wang Peng stroked the pages of the Black Sutra of the Undead, felt the power of the Black Sutra of the Undead, and after half a sound, he sighed heavily, shook his head and said.

There are countless spells on the Black Book of the Dead, each of which can cast powerful magic, among them, there is no shortage of how to bring the dead back to life, recall the soul from the underworld, summon the dead to fight, and even, summon the warriors of mummy and Hanubis, etc., all of which are magic with extremely powerful powers.

However, if you want to use these magics, you must release them through the undead black scripture, use the power in the undead black scripture, if you don't use the undead black scripture, even if you use these spells, it will not have any effect, without the undead black scripture, these spells are waste, and Wang Peng can't use the undead black scripture at all because of the god system, so Wang Peng will sigh.

"It will take a lot of effort to erase the imprint of the Egyptian gods inside, and I will talk about it when I go back." Wang Peng looked at the Black Sutra of the Undead for a while, closed the Black Sutra of the Undead, and put it back in his bag with the key.

'Choke! Wang Peng picked up the golden scepter, looked back and forth, and when he grasped it, he twisted it violently, and the front and back ends of the golden scepter popped out violently, and in the blink of an eye, the golden scepter turned into a golden spear.

"Is this the true power of the Spear of Judgment, the power to cut off the contract, no wonder, you have to use the Spear of Judgment to kill the Scorpion King in order to get the army of Hanubis." Wang Peng touched the spear of judgment that the golden scepter turned into, and after turning into a spear of judgment, Wang Peng had a more intuitive understanding of the power of the spear of judgment.

'Choke! Wang Peng twisted it again, turned the spear of judgment back into a golden scepter, carefully put it in his backpack, put it on his back, cleaned it up briefly, and left the hotel.

Wang Peng's ship back to the United States will only leave in the afternoon, and now it is only noon, Wang Peng has had lunch at the restaurant below the hotel, and only after seeing that the time is almost up, he walks to the port.

"There are so many people, if only there were airplanes." Wang Peng followed the crowd, hugged his backpack, squeezed onto the passenger ferry, and felt the crowding of the surrounding crowd, as if he had returned to the twentieth century, squeezing the subway of the Celestial Empire, extremely strange and familiar, but, if he could, Wang Peng really didn't want to be familiar, and he couldn't help complaining.

However, it is a pity that it is 1930 years now, and World War II has not even happened, so there is no need to think about passenger planes at all.

However, fortunately in misfortune, the ticket Wang Peng bought was first-class, with a separate room, and the layout in the room was not bad, not an economy class ticket, so there was no need to squeeze the Chase shop with those people.

The passenger ship opened quickly, and Wang Peng lived a simple life on the passenger ship, often not going out for several days, and asked the service staff on the passenger ship to bring a large amount of food every day, such as enough food for ten people a day.

Wang Peng was in the room, holding the Black Sutra of the Undead in his hand, absorbing the internal power little by little, plus the power of the immortal body, as well as the power of absorbing and extracting from a large amount of food, and recovering the injuries on his soul with all his might, and the progress was rapid.

Although Wang Peng can't use the power in the Black Sutra of the Undead, it doesn't mean that he can't absorb it, just like a mouse in a rice jar, he won't take all the rice in your rice jar in one go, but eat the rice inside one by one, and he won't notice it at all, and the Black Sutra of the Undead won't notice the little bit of power that is absorbed.

As for the power of the Black Sutra of the Undead, the mark of the Egyptian gods, the power that Wang Peng can absorb from the Black Sutra of the Undead every time is very small, and the mark is also very weak.

It's like buying a banana at home, and I didn't have a hurry to eat it for two days, and as a result, the banana has black spots on it, so I don't eat it, do you throw it away? That little bit of black spot didn't hurt at all.

The same is true for Wang Peng to absorb the power of the Black Sutra of the Undead, and the imprints of those Egyptian gods were directly chewed and 'swallowed', and they were quickly absorbed by the injuries of the soul and became a tonic for the soul.

However, this game should be the same as sleeping pills, taking one or two tablets will help you sleep, but eating too much will kill you, so Wang Peng will only absorb a little bit of the power of the Black Sutra of the Undead every time. (To be continued......)