Don’t Mess with Shennong

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Perhaps this is the sorrow of the magic weapon.

When it was formed, many functions were already doomed.

It can fly on its own, fly with someone else's magic weapon, but cannot fly with its owner while pretending.

Even if Wang Ping called it useless, it could not refute it.

So, in the wilderness of the eastern suburbs of Wangjing Village, a young man appeared, with a wronged fruit basket hanging above his head, strolling in the mountains.

The pace seemed to be slow and fast, and a slow step, but easily crossed a dozen meters, blinked, blinked, and disappeared in front of Fu Yuanqiu and others.

"This person's disobedience and lack of leadership is really a headache. It's like a hedgehog, so people can't start."

Fu Yuanqiu looked at Wang Ping's disappearing back, shook his head and sighed, thinking in silence.

But when he thought of Wang Ping's fighting power, he had no idea.

Another thought of the status quo of Cheng Long, the last person in charge of the action office, he even had no thoughts of disciplining Wang Ping.

It is said that the fire poison in Cheng Long has not been eliminated so far, and it will happen every day. The pain is getting old and old-there is this live alarm that always reminds some people that Wang Ping'an can live so freely and cheerfully. Out of bounds, no one bothered to visit.

Wang Ping'an doesn't know what others think of him, even if he knows it, he doesn't care.

Soaring, or completing the tasks explained by the system, is the meaning of his current life.

When approaching the village, Wang Ping'an was still sighing. It was really difficult to find the magic weapon, and it was even more difficult to complete the task of systematic explanation.

In the current rejuvenating environment of Reiki, it is really difficult for me to find more than three magic weapons.

If the magic weapon really spreads like radish cabbage, the system will not release such a task.

Wang Ping's understanding of Master's bitterness (evil taste) is that he cannot see himself idle.

If he did not go back and forth three or five times in order to find a magic weapon, his old man would not be happy and would not give a corresponding good prize.

Just thinking of this, there was a wailing noise in front of me, and then there was a breath of aura, which was a different phase that only occurred when the practitioner died.

"Who is so unlucky and destroyed? This river and lake are getting more and more dangerous."

Wang Ping whispered in his heart, hesitating whether to change direction and bypass the murder scene.

If you are such a kind and good five young man, can you not cause trouble, or do not cause trouble.

It is the most important thing to take this magic weapon basket and return to the orchard obediently, let it be a companion to the bronze lamp.

If they are robbed of fruit baskets because of too much business, it is more than enough.

It was just a fight scene, a strange foreign language dialogue came with strangeness, much like the language of an action romance film accidentally opened some time ago.

At the moment, these speech dialogues have a very arrogant tone. Although Wang Ping'an can't understand a sentence, it does not prevent him from being unhappy with this tone.

With a burst of triumphant laughter, someone cursed angrily.

"You ghouls are not going to die, even if the magic weapon of my Chinese home is destroyed, you can't let you get involved!"

Then, a terrible aura explosion exploded, and the entire hillside suddenly shocked. The dense forest in front of it seemed to have encountered a strong wind of twelve levels, and an empty space with a radius of more than ten feet appeared in an instant.

Three black-faced masked cultivators climbed up from the ruins of the debris, and spit out blood while pulling off the mask on their faces.

"Ba Ga! These flowers are so weird. They were fighting for treasure in the battle just now. The two masters were killing each other. Why did they fight back as soon as we showed up, and even preferred to explode instead of cheapening us?"

"Maybe I watched the Anti-Japanese Divine Drama a lot, and when I saw us, my hands tickled. Sigh, it's a pity that as soon as the Asahi and Teng Erjun grabbed the magic weapon, they were bombed to death!"

"Fortunately, we escaped quickly, and this is a great disaster-but this magic weapon is really strange, like a kitchen knife, there is no gloss, it is rusty, will it not be fake? After all, I heard about this country , Like to falsify!"

The three of them were talking, spitting blood, flapping the debris and dust on their bodies, and then one of them looked at a rusty kitchen knife in his hand. The kitchen knife exuded a faint light, showing its magic weapon identity.

It may have been too miserable beforehand, or it was bombed too hard. At this moment, there is no dignity of the magic weapon, and it is pinched in the hands to be examined, and there is no resistance.

Wang Ping'an couldn't understand what they were talking about, but when he saw the magic light from the kitchen knife in their hands, he sent the ghost to the gods.

"Three of you, why rob my kitchen knife? Put it down!"

Wang Pingyi said righteously, pointing at the kitchen knife in their hands, scolding with extreme seriousness.

In any case, these people have just killed one or two compatriots, it is not important to grab the magic weapon, the important thing is to avenge the compatriots.

The fruit basket hovered above Wang Ping's head, shook his head deeply, and shone a light at the kitchen knife. It seemed to be a polite expression between magic weapons, and the two sides were communicating friendlyly.

The kitchen knife received this ray of light and emitted a similar ray of light, only extremely faint.

"?????" Wang Ping'an was embarrassed, even if he couldn't understand the language of foreigners, even the magic weapon has its own language, is this too cruel?

Should my life be so miserable?

Don't understand one or more foreign languages, should be so lonely and cold?

There is not even a chattable topic!

"I asked you to put down the kitchen knife, you don't understand? Ha ha, it seems that my warning is not in my eyes! If so, then stay with your arms!"

Saying that, Wang Ping's approached them step by step, always ready to start.

When the three neon people saw the fruit basket above Wang Ping's head, their eyes lit like a light bulb, and countless small stars flickered instantly, which was greedy eyes.

"A magic weapon, another magic weapon. This time I spent a trip, and the harvest was rich, which was beyond my expectation! God bless, this must be the blessing of the god!"

"This young man is so handsome, he can be the hottest idol star in our country, but it is a pity that he will die here today."

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and draw a knife. This **** guy is a master at first sight, and the fruit basket beside him seems to have recognized the Lord... No, he dare to attack us?"

Puff puff.

Three smokes rose, and the three men in black disappeared instantly.

Wang Ping'an was utterly stunned, a little stunned. With the current level of aura recovery, some people have practiced escape techniques to this level, which is really powerful.

There was a bad wind behind.

Wang Ping'an didn't turn around the sword, because the magic weapon basket sucked, and a swirling light emerged from the basket, sucking the long and narrow Japanese sword into the basket.

"Nani?" A man in black, holding a knife and chopping people, appeared behind Wang Ping's, with a stunned expression, not even knowing that his stealth escape had failed.

"It's verbose, I don't understand a sentence." Wang Ping'an was angry and cut the stunned man in black in half.

Then he flew into the air, under his feet, while two knives fell off.

At the place where I was standing just now, the stone chips flew, and the two knives were criss-crossed, chopping the area.