Mass Transmigration: I Have an Armory

Tang Chengyun stood on two leaves, looking at the two figures flying from a distance.

"Mr. Tang, are you okay?"

Nanfeng and Xiao Luo landed slowly, staring at Tang Chengyun with caution, fearing that he would suddenly strike again.

"I'm fine now." Tang Chengyun looked slightly frightened, "The dream god is really powerful. He can easily make me fall into a dream and be unable to extricate myself. The spider spirit in the dream is also very powerful, and the silk is so tough that it entangles me. Out of breath."

"Well……"

Nanfeng was silent for two seconds, and then changed the subject: "Let's go home. The matter here has been resolved."

"Did you kill the Dream God?" Tang Chengyun asked.

"No, let her run away, but it's not a big problem."

"It's really impressive that I can escape in the hands of the three of you."

"Old man, you fly in front of me, and I'll take the rear, lest the Dream God comes back to kill you."

"Oh, okay."

The three of them were all slightly or seriously injured, and they did not dare to stay outside for too long, so they flew quickly in the direction of Black Crow City.

…………

The first day of November in the Dragon Calendar.

More than a week has passed since the battle with Soyana.

During this period, Nanfeng has been collecting intelligence on the Wedeka Empire and the Haoyue Empire.

The people of the Haoyue Empire have learned about the death of the Moon Emperor, and there has been considerable turmoil within the empire.

Fortunately, the royal family was not all idiots. They quickly put the prince on the throne and controlled public opinion.

Someone will ask at this time, the Moon Emperor died in battle, and with such a good opportunity, no one wanted to usurp the throne?

Of course no one.

Not to mention that the royal family's background is still strong, the foreign enemies alone are enough to frighten a lot of Xiaoxiao.

The emperor of the Falling Sun Empire and the mysterious woman from the Wedeka Empire. The strength of these two foreign enemies is unfathomable. Ascending the throne means becoming enemies with them. Who dares?

Even the prince doesn't want to sit on this throne. He is only level 43 and is too weak.

But he was held back by the emperor's uncles. If he didn't ascend the throne, he would be dead. There was no other way.

In the Wedekar Empire, Soyana has never shown up, and the group is leaderless.

Interestingly, Emperor Zun also disappeared for a long time. I wonder if he was killed by Soyana long ago.

The kings of the three empires died without any consequences, which also relieved the anxiety of the Three Kingdoms War from the side.

Your Majesty is about to fight to the death, why should your Majesty die first?

Their hometown has been robbed, and the monarch doesn't know where he is. How can they, these little soldiers, fight hard?

In addition, the transportation thoroughfares in the Sun and Moon Mountains have been destroyed. Soldiers have to cross mountains and ridges to enter the battlefield, sleeping in the open air, and may not encounter the enemy.

Why is there any need to fight this battle?

Quickly pack up and go home to rest.

Within a week, the intensity of the Three Kingdoms War cooled down dramatically, and the daily death toll did not exceed three digits.

Nanfeng guessed that this should be related to Soyana's injury.

Now she doesn't have the ability to influence so many people.

"Soyana is indeed seriously injured..."

At the entrance of Nancheng No. 1 Primary School, Nanfeng thought in his heart.

If she hadn't been too seriously injured, she would never have let this world war stop.

This is all her energy.

"Then I can go to the Sea of ​​Formless with peace of mind."

Originally, Nanfeng was supposed to go to the Sea of ​​Formless a week ago.

But he was a little worried, fearing that Soyana would make a surprise attack after he and Xiaonan left.

Now it seems that Soyana should be very seriously injured and unable to do anything in a short time.

It’s time for Nanfeng’s journey to the Formless Sea to begin.

"Dingling bell~"

In the school, the bell rang.

After a while, a group of little kids ran out of the school laughing and gathered around the grocery store in front of the school to buy spicy sticks.

"Brother, it's time for me to finish school."

Among the crowd, Xiaonan jumped towards Nanfeng.

"Let's go home." Nanfeng took Xiaonan's schoolbag and said with a smile.

"Brother, I want to buy..."

"Spicy strips are nutritious, eat less."

"Huh? I didn't say I wanted to eat spicy strips."

Xiao Nan is different from other little kids. She has no interest in spicy strips at all. She only has milk tea in her heart.

She skipped to the milk tea shop nearby and drew a big circle in the air: "Boss, let's have a super big cup of taro mud Bobo milk tea."

The corner of Nanfeng's mouth twitched slightly, and he said thoughtfully: "How about you try the spicy strips?"

Milk tea is not nutritious either.

Xiaonan nodded: "Then I'll have milk tea and spicy strips together."

south wind:"……"

Yes, it’s even less nutritious.

In the evening, after dinner, Nanfeng sent a message to the [Handsome Guys Group], saying that he was going to the Sea of ​​Formless and would be in seclusion for a period of time.

Huang Yuanming: "Retreat? How long will it take?"

Nanfeng: "If it's fast, it'll be three to two months, if it's slow, it'll be one or two years, right?"

Xiao Luo: "So long?"

Nanfeng: "Yes."

Xu Ming: "It's been so long. When you come back, Su Zeran will usurp the throne."

Su Zeran: "?"

Huang Yuanming: "Haha, by the time Nan Shen comes back, my Huang family bath centers will have opened all over the country."

The [Handsome Guys Group] became lively.

Nanfeng closed the group and sent a message to Xiao Luo: "Come outside the city."

Later, Nanfeng left the hut, flew out of Nancheng, and sat on the top of a hill outside the city.

A few seconds later, Xiao Luo appeared behind him.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Luo asked, "What can't be said in the group?"

Nanfeng said: "The other brothers are not at a high enough level. Talking about it will only cause more trouble for them."

Xiao Luo raised his eyebrows slightly. Listening to the meaning of Nanfeng's words, it seemed that he was going to say something very important.

"I know what the problem is with the natal magic weapon." Nanfeng said calmly.

Xiao Luo felt a wave of excitement in his heart.

In Sikong Erxue's last words, there is a sentence that says: The natal magic weapon is a trap, discard it as soon as possible.

Soyana has also been saying that relying too much on the natal magic weapon is courting death.

Taro Sakura was almost attacked by the divine weapon of his destiny.

Nanfeng's natal magic weapon has been devouring his life force.

From these incidents, it is not difficult to see that there must be a problem with the natal magic weapon.

But they don't know what the problem is.

They can't completely give up their natal magic weapons, because giving up their natal magic weapons means destroying their cultivation.

Now, Nanfeng said that he discovered the problem with the natal magic weapon, even Xiao Luo, who had always been calm and calm, became a little excited.

"The divine weapon...what's the problem?" Xiao Luo asked.

Nanfeng did not answer directly, but asked first: "Do you still remember what we talked about before, about my [Questioning Heart Guan]?"

Xiao Luo nodded.

He remembered Nanfeng saying that at the last moment of [Wenxin Pass], Nanfeng needed to make a very difficult choice, either pick up the divine weapon of his destiny and easily pass the level, or stay put and continue to suffer.

"At that time, I suddenly realized." Nanfeng said, "I understood that the problem is not with the natal magic weapon, but with us."

"Xiao Luo, if what you are holding is not [Qing Yao], but a wooden stick you picked up anywhere..."

"Can you still execute Xiao's eight swords?"