Perhaps, this is the sorrow of the magic weapon.

When it is formed, many functions are already predestined.

It can fly by itself, with other people's magic weapons, but it can't fly with its master while pretending.

Even if Wang Ping'an scolded it for being useless, it was powerless to refute it.

So, in the wilderness on the eastern outskirts of Wangjing Village, a young man appeared with an aggrieved fruit basket hanging from his head, strolling in the mountains.

The pace seemed to be slow and urgent, a slow step, but he easily stepped out of more than ten meters, flashed and flashed, and disappeared in front of Fu Yuanqiu and the others in a blink of an eye.

"This person is disobedient to discipline and has no leadership, which is really a headache. It's like a hedgehog, so people can't do it. ”

Fu Yuanqiu looked at Wang Ping'an's disappearing back, shook his head and sighed, and thought silently in his heart.

But when I thought of Wang Ping'an's combat effectiveness, I didn't have any thoughts.

Thinking of the current situation of Cheng Long, the previous head of the Operations Department, he didn't even have the mind to discipline Wang Ping'an.

It is said that the fire poison on Cheng Long's body has not been eliminated so far, and it will attack every day, and the pain will be miserable - there is this living alarm bell, which always reminds some people that Wang Ping'an can live so freely and happily, no matter what he does, no one will come to bother.

Wang Ping'an doesn't know what others think of him, and even if he does, he won't care.

Ascension, or the completion of tasks assigned by the system, is the meaning of his current life.

When he was about to walk near the village, Wang Ping'an was still sighing that it was really difficult to find the magic weapon, and it was even more difficult to complete the task assigned by the system.

In the current aura recovery environment, it is simply embarrassing to want to find more than three magic weapons for yourself.

If the magic weapon is really as overflowing as radish and cabbage, the system will not issue such a task.

Wang Ping'an understands Master's hard work (bad taste), that is, he can't see himself idle.

If he hadn't gone back and forth three or five times in order to find the magic weapon, he wouldn't have been happy, and he wouldn't have given the corresponding good prizes.

As soon as I thought of this, I heard a miserable howl in front of me, and then there was a breath of aura overflowing, which was an anomaly that only came from the death of a cultivator.

"Who is so unlucky to be destroyed? This river and lake is becoming more and more dangerous. ”

Wang Ping'an muttered in his heart, and was hesitating whether to change direction and bypass the murder scene.

As a kind five-good young man, if you can not cause trouble, you should not cause trouble.

The most important thing is to take this magic basket and obediently return to the orchard and let it be accompanied by the bronze lamp.

If someone robs the fruit basket because of being nosy, it will be more than worth the loss.

It's just that at the scene of the fight, there was a strange foreign language conversation with a hint of familiarity, much like the language of an action romance movie that I accidentally clicked on some time ago.

At this moment, the tone of these verbal conversations is very arrogant, although Wang Ping'an can't understand a word, it does not prevent him from being unhappy with this tone.

With a burst of smug laughter, someone cursed angrily.

"You ghosts can't die well, my Huaxia family's magic weapon, even if it is destroyed, you can't get your hands on it!"

Then, a terrifying aura explosion sounded, and the entire hillside shook suddenly, and the dense forest in front of it seemed to have encountered a twelve-level gale, and a clearing with a radius of more than ten zhang appeared in an instant.

The three black-clothed masked cultivators got up from the rubble of debris of the debris in great embarrassment, and while vomiting blood, they tore off the masked toggles on their faces.

"Baga! these flower people are so strange, just now they were still fighting and robbing treasures, and the two masters killed each other, why did they join forces to fight back as soon as we appeared, and even would rather blow themselves up than cheapen us?"

"Maybe I've watched too many anti-Japanese dramas, and when I see us appear, my hands itch. Sigh, it's a pity, as soon as Gray Plains-kun and Fuji Erjun grabbed the magic weapon, they were blown to pieces!"

"Fortunately, we escaped quickly, so we didn't die—but this magic weapon is really strange, like a kitchen knife, it has no luster at all, and it is rusty, it can't be fake, right? After all, I've heard that this country likes to fake!"

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

Maybe he suffered too badly beforehand, or was blown up too hard, and at this moment he didn't have the dignity of a magic weapon, and he was pinched in his hand to look at it, and he had no strength to resist at all.

Wang Ping'an didn't understand what they were saying, but he saw the magic weapon light from the kitchen knife in their hands, so he walked over with a ghost.

"You three, why did you snatch my kitchen knife? Put it down immediately!"

Wang Ping'an spoke righteously, pointed to the kitchen knives in their hands, and scolded them very seriously.

In any case, these people have just killed one or two compatriots, and it doesn't matter whether they rob the magic weapon or not, the important thing is that they must avenge their compatriots.

The fruit basket was suspended above Wang Ping'an's head, and he shook his head thoughtfully, and he emitted a light at the kitchen knife, which seemed to be a polite language between magic weapons, and the two sides were communicating amicably.

When the kitchen knife received this light, it emitted a similar glimmer of light, but it was extremely faint.

"???" Wang Ping'an was stunned, even if he couldn't understand the language of foreigners, even the magic weapon had his own language, this was too sadistic, right?

The life of a scumbag deserves to be so miserable?

If you don't know one or more foreign languages, you deserve to be so lonely, lonely and cold?

There is not even a word to talk about!

"I told you to put down the kitchen knife, you don't understand? Hehe, it seems that you didn't take my warning seriously!

As he spoke, Wang Ping'an approached them step by step, ready to do it at any time.

The three neon people, when they saw the fruit basket above Wang Ping'an's head, their eyes lit up like light bulbs, and countless little stars flashed in an instant, which was a greedy gaze.

"Magic weapon, another magic weapon, this trip to the flowers, the harvest is rich, it is beyond my expectations! God bless, this must be the blessing of God!"

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

"Don't talk nonsense, quickly draw your knife, this damn guy is a master at a glance, and the fruit basket next to him seems to have recognized the master...... It's not good, he dares to take the initiative to attack us?"

Poof, poof, poof.

Three clouds of smoke rose, and the three men in black disappeared in an instant.

Wang Ping'an slashed the air, a little stunned, with the current degree of aura recovery, someone has practiced the escape technique to this extent, it is really powerful.

There was a bad wind behind him.

Wang Ping'an didn't turn around and cross the knife, because the magic weapon basket, with a snort, sucked a swirling light from the basket, and sucked the narrow knife into the basket.

"Nani?" A man in black, maintaining the posture of raising a knife and slashing people, appeared behind Wang Ping'an, his expression stunned, and he didn't even know that his stealth escape technique had failed.

"It's so long-winded, I can't understand a word. Wang Ping'an was furious, and cut the stunned man in black in half with a knife.

Then he flew into the air, and at the same time two knives slashed down.

Where I was standing, stone chips flew, and two knives crossed and shattered the area.