Mass Transmigration: I Have an Armory

The spray roared.

Crow King's little head exploded, and colorful liquid splashed everywhere.

Huang Yuanming curled his lips: "You are such a Southern God, but you actually have a K-head?"

Nan Feng looked calm: "I don't have K."

Nanfeng did not have a K-head, because the system did not report the death of the Crow King.

The Crow King is not dead yet, so he is not considered a K-head.

But what surprised Nanfeng was that Crow King's head was exploded, so why wasn't he dead?

How strong is his vitality?

Nanfeng calmly put away the spray gun, then quickly switched out the Desert Eagle and fired at the Crow King's body.

Ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta.

Crow King, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, shook in pain.

He could no longer pretend, and his whole body instantly transformed into a headless crow, soaring into the sky with a hiss.

"Want to run?"

"Chase!"

Everyone knows the principle of letting the tiger return to the mountain. How could Nanfeng and others let the Crow King leave?

But the speed of the headless crow was astonishingly fast. It drew an arc in the air like a meteor and flew back to Black Crow City.

Crow King burned a full ten years of his life in exchange for such a terrifying speed in a few seconds!

Nanfeng waved his hand: "There are no masters left in Black Crow City, catch up and kill him!"

The others nodded and rushed towards Black Crow City as quickly as possible.

Inside Black Crow City.

The headless crow fell from the sky.

It twisted on the ground a few times and transformed back into the Crow King.

His head, which had been blown out, was healing rapidly.

"Damn it, the injury is too serious..." Crow King said to himself through gritted teeth.

He burned ten years of his life, which was enough for him to fly back to Black Crow Peak as quickly as possible.

It's a pity that his head was blown open. If he didn't burn part of his lifespan to heal the injury, he would definitely die even if he could fly back to Black Crow Peak.

The Crow King struggled to hold up his upper body and looked toward the outside of the city with a vicious look on his face.

He could feel that those damn chosen ones were coming to kill them fiercely!

"No one in the city can stop them. I must escape back to Black Crow Peak to survive..."

But in his current state, his body seemed to be hollowed out, his whole body was weak and weak, and it was difficult to stand up.

How easy is it to escape back to Black Crow Peak?

The Crow King looked around and found that he was in the alley behind the Zui Sheng Meng Death Building.

There is still a long distance from the city lord's palace, and it is impossible for the Crow King to walk back alone.

Someone must be found to pick him up!

When the Crow King raised his head, he found a pair of eyes in the Zui Sheng Meng Death Building peeking at him through the crack in the window.

"Hey, that kid who peeked at me, get out of here."

"I am the Crow King. It is not convenient for me to move now. You go and call the military advisor Wencheng."

"When I go back, I will give you glory and wealth, and make you the second-in-command of Black Crow City!"

The Crow King made a big promise, but only he knows whether he will fulfill it.

And the person who peeked at the Crow King in the room was none other than Wang Defa, who was left by Nanfeng and the others in the Drunken Life and Dreams of Death Building!

He just heard a loud noise, so he secretly opened the window and took a look. Unexpectedly, he was discovered by the Crow King.

"It's terrible, it's terrible. Why is the Crow King here? I'm dead..."

In the room, Wang Defa was so frightened that his legs became weak.

He was once a member of the Black Crow City. Although he was just a small boy, his fear of the Crow King was already engraved in his soul.

After hearing what the Crow King said, Wang Defa's mind went blank, and he climbed out of the window tremblingly without even having time to think.

"Is it you? The closed disciple of a famous hero?" Crow King saw Wang Defa's face clearly, and his eyes suddenly flashed, "Hahaha, if God doesn't kill me, he actually sent me a hostage!"

Wang Defa's voice was trembling: "Lord Crow King, I'm really not familiar with the famous hero..."

"Huh, not familiar? If you're not familiar with it, he would risk huge risks to come back to save you?" Crow King sneered, "Even your injuries have been almost healed by him. Is this what you call unfamiliar?"

After rescuing Wang Defa, Nanfeng stuffed a handful of [Qi and Blood Fruit] into his mouth.

He had been raped in the dungeon before and was already more than half recovered.

"This, this..."

Wang Defa didn't know what to say for a while.

The Crow King stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air, and a huge suction force sucked Wang Defa over.

Since Crow King was sitting on the ground, his palm just happened to touch Wang Defa's trouser pocket and he touched something hard.

Crow King said in a deep voice: "What is this? Take it out!"

Wang Defa's expression changed: "Lord Crow King, this, this is..."

Without giving Wang Defa time to explain, the Crow King reached in and took out a small bottle forged from fine iron.

Opening the bottle cap, the Crow King saw that the bottle contained a colorless and odorless liquid.

"The workmanship of this bottle doesn't look like a product from our world..." Crow King looked at it for a while and sneered, "Is this given to you by a famous hero?"

Wang Defa swallowed, and a bold idea suddenly came to his mind: "Yes... yes, this is the holy water that Master gave me to heal my wounds."

In fact, where is the holy water for healing?

This is obviously the bottle of poison Xiao Luo gave him!

"Oh?" Crow King raised his eyebrows, "It's for healing?"

He is very seriously injured now and needs this kind of thing!

Crow King asked: "How effective is this thing?"

Wang Defa said tremblingly: "Master, Master said that this thing can revive the dead and turn bones into flesh!"

Good stuff!

The Crow King was delighted and looked at Wang Defa: "Drink a sip first."

Wang Defa: "..."

The Crow King's eyes were fierce: "What? Don't dare to drink? Are you lying to me?"

Wang Defa's face was ashen: "I, how dare I lie to Lord Crow King, I will drink it now."

He took the bottle tremblingly, took a sip, and then raised his thumb: "It tastes great."

"It tastes good, then you drink more." The Crow King sneered, "Do you really think I will believe you? You are too naive, right?"

Wang Defa was stunned on the spot.

He originally wanted to use his own life as a price to trick the Crow King into drinking this bottle of poison.

Who knew that the Crow King never believed him from beginning to end?

The Crow King said coldly: "If you still want to live, go find military advisor Wen Cheng for me. I have a way to help you expel the toxins in your body."

Wang Defa was hopeless and stared at the sky blankly: "Do you think I will still believe you?"

As the saying goes, a dying man is brave.

At this moment, Wang Defa's fear of the Crow King from the depths of his soul has disappeared.

I'm about to die, why should I be afraid of you?

Seeing this, the Crow King raised his hand and punched Wang Defa on the knee.

The knee was shattered, and Wang Defa fell to the ground groaning in pain.

The Crow King roared: "Go call someone! Otherwise I will beat you to death!"

Beads of sweat appeared on Wang Defa's head and body. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words from his teeth: "Come on...beat me to death, I..."

"My master...will avenge me..."