The Merry Man

Wang Juntao asked curiously: "Have you thought of what kind of weapon to condense?"

Wang Chen nodded and said: "Think it over, this time I will condense a gun out."

"gun?"

Wang Juntao was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and said: "Yes, it's really cool. I thought you were going to condense some kind of death scythe. Hehe, gun, there seems to be nothing cool in the world. Gun, have you thought about what kind of condensate? Is it the kind of Changshan Zhao Zilong or Lu Bu? Or if you condense a gun like Nezha, when the time comes, with a gun in your hand, I have it in the world, Dora! "

Wang Chen had known for a long time that the old man of his family had a terrifying appearance in front of outsiders, making everyone in the world frightened, but he looked like an old urchin in front of familiar people.

The gun Wang Chen wants to condense this time is naturally not a gun in the traditional sense, otherwise, how can he show his unique style?I saw Wang Chen yelled softly, and the three artifacts in mid-air all turned into liquid. Wang Chen carefully controlled the viscous liquid, which was constantly changing under his exquisite control.

"What is this?" Wang Juntao looked more and more confused, and couldn't help asking curiously.

Wang Chen said inscrutablely: "You will know when the time comes."

Wang Juntao curled his lips and said, "Okay, I'm still a little curious about what you can make for me."

Wang Chen stopped answering, but focused on controlling the viscous liquid. These liquids were constantly twisting and changing, giving people a rather weird feeling.Wang Chen originally wanted to get a gun, but his so-called gun was naturally not the gun of Zhao Zilong and Lu Bu that his father said. As a good young man who grew up in modern times, how could our Wang Chen have such outdated ideas?What he wants is naturally the kind of awesome long guns that the American soldiers in the movie hold.

However, just halfway through, Wang Chen suddenly had a new idea in his mind. In this era of ever-changing times, no matter how awesome a spear is, it can't be called cool, so Wang Chen trembled his fingers and began to construct Starting with a new thing, Wang Chen is confident that if he really succeeds in making it this time, it will be regarded as a rapid change in this ever-changing era.

Ri is changing with each passing day, which is one of Wang Chen's favorite idioms, because this idiom can be dissected to the point that it fits the love spirit of today's teenagers. ri new means that ri must be new every time, changing patterns, changing every month, means changing a person ri every month, this idiom is simply the endorsement of a world of stallions, completely tailor-made for the protagonist of.Under Wang Chen's careful control, those viscous liquids gradually moved towards the appearance of fireworks.

Wang Juntao frowned slightly. Could it be that his little grandson wants to make a firework?This thing is more than cool, but not powerful enough. After all, this is a bit too creative?Which rivers and lakes do you see fighting for fun?Isn't this obviously making people in the world laugh?

Although Wang Juntao was a little confused in his heart, he still suppressed these confusions in his heart. He still wanted to see what his grandson wanted to do.

"Dandan, what do you think Xiao Chenzi is doing?" Bao Lulu asked worriedly from the side. Since Wang Chen woke up, she seemed to have taken a reassurance and finally stopped worrying, and finally had the mind to think about other things. something happened.

Xie Dan shook his head and said, "I don't know either, but what Grandpa Wang said is that he is going to make a special magic weapon, but I don't know what he is going to do."

Bao Lulu stroked her chin and said, "This...he won't be working on a bazooka?"

"Bazooka?"

Xie Dan was taken aback for a moment, the thing Wang Chen made looked a bit like a bazooka, could it be that what he was going to make this time was really a bazooka?A man from the rivers and lakes, when the time comes, he will hold a bazooka to see who doesn't like it, and he will shoot it with a single shot. This... is it too creative?

Xie Dan conceited that after so many years of being in the modern society, his acceptance has increased a lot, but obviously he has not yet risen to the level where he can accept the appearance of a bazooka magic weapon.The bazooka is a magic weapon, it is no longer against the sky, it can be played outside the city.

This time it was really guessed by Bao Lulu, what Wang Chen made this time is really the legendary bazooka!This was also a flash of inspiration in Wang Chen's mind just now. Since he wanted to play, he would naturally play the second largest one, so he directly enlarged the appearance of the gun several times and transformed it into a bazooka.

Of course, such a popular name for the bazooka naturally couldn't match the appeal of this magic weapon in Wang Chen's hands. Wang Chen thought of the name when he was making it, and it was called "Yan Luo Zhiju"!The slogan is: The Chrysanthemum of Yan Luo, the first explosion will open the world, the second explosion will make ghosts and gods cry, the third explosion will be invincible in the world, and the chrysanthemum of Yama will know whoever explodes!

With such a cool name and such a cool slogan, this is the legendary coolness!

It lasted for a full half an hour, and all the parts of Wang Chen's Yan Luo Zhiju finally condensed. I saw Wang Chen's eyes turned cold, and he pointed his finger through the air, and said softly: "Coagulate!"

Those parts were like shooting stars, converging towards the place Wang Chen pointed at from all directions. Wang Chen silently recited a spell, and a light yellow mist floated around this magic weapon. Under the influence of the mist, even Wang Chen's old man, Wang Juntao, could only vaguely see something in the shape of a cannon barrel floating there, but he couldn't really see what it was.

Wang Juntao frowned and asked, "Is it done?"

Wang Chen nodded, and said happily: "It's done, Yan Luo Zhiju, show me!"

Following Wang Chen's soft drink, the yellowish mist around the Yan Luo Zhiju gradually dissipated, and a cannon barrel about three feet long and as thick as a thigh appeared in everyone's sight.Wang Chen laughed wildly, put the chrysanthemum of Yan Luo on his shoulders, his clothes danced without wind, and a monstrous evil spirit shot straight from the top of his head into the sky, penetrating the sky!

It's really a shot in hand, I have it in the world.

Not to mention anything else, Wang Chen's current appearance and momentum are enough to make people frightened.

"Damn it! What are you doing?" Wang Juntao's eyeballs were almost down, and he asked with a trembling arm pointing at the cannon on Wang Chen's shoulder.

Wang Chen chuckled and said, "I gave it a pretty cool name, Yan Luo Zhiju, how is the old man?"

"Yan Luozhiju? Pfft! Haha, Yan Luozhiju, haha, you are worthy of being my own son, Wang Hao. This name, as expected...hahaha..." At this moment, there was a burst of obscenity, Yin Dang A silvery voice floated over from mid-air, and accompanied by the voice, a middle-aged man with a rather cool appearance walked over. This man was Wang Chen's old man, Wang Hao.

After Wang Hao got the news that Wang Chen had suffered a catastrophe, he rushed over without stopping, but his journey was a bit far away. Although he was in a hurry, he still missed the scene of Wang Chen fighting against the catastrophe, but he just happened to hear Wang Chen gave his cannon barrel such a catchy name, so he couldn't help laughing out loud for a while.