One person: Playing the role of king, power and wealth, Sister Baoer confesses her love

Chapter 39 Ma Xianhong: My stove is broken, my heart is broken
In the impression of the original work, these two women are robots.

It's more of a magic weapon than a robot.

Because it comes from the hands of a refiner.

Ruhua is Biyou Village, Ma Xianhong's masterpiece.

Although I don’t know why I am here, I can tell that the person who came is not good!

The two are like flowers, each holding an iron chain in their hands.

Erhua kept getting closer to Wang Fugui, and the iron chain made a harsh friction sound on the ground.

Suddenly, a flower-like hand shot out, swinging the iron chain and hitting Wang Fugui like a sharp thorn.

Start a fight after a disagreement?
Wang Fugui rubbed his palms, and when the iron chain was about to hit, he raised his hand and caught it easily.

The chain was immediately pulled up, and Ruhua was also pulled up.

Wang Fugui swept away the iron chain, and Ruhua was thrown up and hit hard against another Ruhua.

While breathing, two flowers fell to the ground and twitched, and sometimes there was the sound of mechanical collapse.

As soon as Ruhua fell down, applause sounded from one direction.

"It seems that the rumors are true. Master Wang has really hidden his strength."

Looking at the man in white clothes and white hair who appeared, Wang Fugui narrowed his eyes slightly.

Another celebrity among one person!

Come to think of it, if Ruhua is here, his presence is not enough.

The maker of Ruhua, the head of Biyou Village, Ma Xianhong.

According to Wang Fugui's memory, this person is also the sole heir to the Eight Wonders and Magical Skills.

"Village Chief Ma, why do you want to come to my place?"

Wang Fugui smiled, clasped his fists, and gave him the courtesy.

Ma Xianhong's tall and straight figure, his white clothes fluttering slightly on his body.

He was surprised that Wang Fugui actually knew him, but it was better to avoid a boring opening introduction.

"Then let me tell you straight away, Biyou Village is short of people, and I formally invite you to join us."

Before Wang Fugui could speak, Ma Xianhong immediately interrupted.

"I know you have a Taoist alliance. You can move the Taoist alliance to Biyou Village and we can cultivate it together."

"I believe that with our abilities, we will definitely give Biyou Village and Dao League a better future!"

Wang Fugui smiled and remained silent.

I have to say that Ma Xianhong is really bold.

He killed Kingpin himself, and the alien world knew more or less about it.

But without seeing it in person, how could Ma Xianhong confirm his true strength? What if he was just a dabbler?
Furthermore, any invitation is nothing more than annexing the First Air Alliance.

His tone was so loud at first, which made Wang Fugui feel a little interesting.

"I'm not missing a furnace holder, right? Why does Village Chief Ma take a fancy to me?"

As soon as he said this, Ma Xianhong's momentum condensed, which was a bit incredible.

Unexpectedly, Wang Fugui knew this.

But then, Ma Xianhong looked at Wang Fugui with admiration.

"Isn't what you know and the secrets about you the reason why I'm looking for you?"

"Everyone in the world knows that the Eight Magic Skills are heaven-defying, but you have broken through the Eight Magic Skills. There is no doubt about your ability."

"Come on, be my furnace bearer, and I will take you to a different peak."

Wang Fugui shook his head without thinking.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Ma Xianhong, on the contrary, Ma Xianhong's ability is quite abnormal.

He can refine all the magic weapons and magic weapons in the world.

As far as I know, everyone in Biyou Village holds a magical weapon and their fighting power is off the charts.

What is the concept of everyone holding a magic weapon?How precious are magical instruments?
In the alien world, even a low-level magic weapon has a sky-high price.

It is understood that weapon refiners are definitely a scarce resource.

There are two in Quanxing, one in Tianxiahui, and one in Tangmen. There are also Quanzhen and Wuhou sects, but the number is unknown.

In addition, there is no weapon refiner in the alien world.

Weapon refining is the so-called unloading of physical objects, using Qi to transform something into a magic weapon that improves abilities.

Looking at Ruhua lying on the ground, Wang Fugui knew that this was probably the lowest level.

The other party was just using it to test his strength.

A magic weapon like Ruhua, which contains energy and can listen to commands, can only be made by Ma Xianhong, who is a master of magic.

Ruhua is also called, Divine Machine!

Indeed, going to Biyou Village will allow the Yiqi Dao Alliance to develop better.However, they have different ambitions and do not work together.

Ma Xianhong wants to let ordinary people in the world have the opportunity to become extraordinary people.

Not to mention, Ma Xianhong's path may be wrong.

His own goal is to make the Yiqi Dao Alliance become the top of power, and he also wants to stand on the top.

"Village Chief Ma, I like to work alone. I apologize." Wang Fugui clasped his fists in a gesture of seeing off guests.

Ma Xianhong shrugged, "I know that those of you who are capable like to mess around alone. I don't expect you to join Biyou Village this time."

"However, I have an uninvited favor."

After a pause, he continued.

"I will bring some ordinary people into the village. Recently, the higher-ups often come to investigate and take away many people. With the capabilities of your Wang Group, you should be able to help me avoid investigation."

Wang Fugui nodded thoughtfully, this is indeed not difficult.

He told him to go down and prove himself.

Moreover, Ma Xianhong's research is actually a bad thing, so there is no problem in helping him.

If we take the right path, it will be a qualitative development for the alien world.

Ma Xianhong waved his hand, and three people appeared like flowers.

On their backs, they carry three snakeskin bags.

Ruhua casually threw the snakeskin bag on the ground, and each magical weapon appeared.

Just throw it away, just like a magic weapon that doesn't cost money.

"This is a meeting gift. After we cooperate, you only need to tell me what magical weapons the Dao Alliance needs."

"make a deal!"

Wang Fugui agreed without hesitation.

Opening a few certificates in exchange for these magic weapons is a complete mistake!
Inside the bag, many were Dao swords.

Apparently it was specially refined by Ma Xianhong.

The quality of the magic weapon refined by the century-old successor of the divine machine is self-evident.

Seeing Wang Fugui agree, Ma Xianhong breathed a sigh of relief.

"Happy cooperation!"

Ma Xianhong clasped his fists and left with satisfaction.

Seeing this, Wang Fugui also went up the mountain.

He has no bad feelings towards Ma Xianhong.

Everyone has their own ambitions and different paths.

In the future, he sent magic weapons to the Dao Alliance, which was considered a good thing.

As soon as he took a step, Ma Xianhong suddenly turned his head and shouted to him.

"If you can, help me find Wang Ye."

Wang Fugui paused and asked in confusion, "Why are you looking for Wang Ye?"

Hearing this, Ma Xianhong's eyes gradually became cold.

"Brother's stove is broken, brother's heart is broken."

Now Wang Fugui understood that Wang also smashed the person's self-cultivation furnace.

"I try my best."

Waving his hand backward, Wang Fugui left without looking back.

As soon as Wang Fugui left, the mountain guarding team picked up the sacks and quickly disappeared.

……

Down the mountain.

A young man in Taoist robes was walking leisurely.

"I know the direction, and I know the good or bad luck."

Halfway through the song, another song suddenly interrupted him.

"The boxwood pole is so soft~Sister Hariye~"

I don't have time to complain about the singer's aesthetics. Out of politeness, Wang won't sing.

Getting ready to embark on the path up the mountain.

One foot actually passed directly in front of him.

When I looked up, I saw that it was the elder sister who was singing.

(End of this chapter)