Mass Transmigration: I Have an Armory

Combined with the recent events in Liuyun City, Sikong Boxue must be secretly planning something big.

This big thing is likely to hypnotize the whole city! Control the whole city!

This made Nanfeng very uncomfortable.

"This idiot, can't he go somewhere else to do things? Liuyun City is my territory..." Nanfeng cursed all the eighteen generations of Sikong Boxue's ancestors in his heart.

With the help of Nanfeng, Yan Nujiao is about to become the lord of this term. You Sikong Boxue are doing things at this time?

Then don't blame me for messing with you.

Nanfeng threw the mahjong out and it happened to fall into Yan Nujiao's hands: "This thing is unlucky, you'd better not carry it with you."

"Is that so?" Yan Nujiao put the mahjong under the candlelight and looked at it, frowning slightly, "I think it looks good, wearing it can also help sleep, my sleep quality has improved a lot recently."

"..." Nanfeng was speechless.

Sometimes, helping sleep is not necessarily a good thing.

But Nanfeng didn't plan to continue talking about mahjong. Yan Nujiao wouldn't listen even if he said it.

He brought the topic back: "By the way, have you asked Sixth Uncle what the assassin looks like?"

Yan Nujiao nodded: "I did. Sixth Uncle said the assassin was a woman, and her strength was very average, but for some reason, Sixth Uncle just couldn't catch up with her."

Female?

Nanfeng frowned: "Why did the female assassin come to your room? Is there something wrong with her sexual orientation?"

"What are you talking about." Yan Nujiao snorted, "That's not an assassin at all, but a thief. She stole the sword my mother gave me."

Yan Nujiao's sword?

Nanfeng remembered that sword. At that time, in the town of despair, Nanfeng borrowed that sword and fought with the weird in the town.

That sword was quite sharp, but compared with the natal magic weapon, it was too bad.

Strong people with a little strength looked down on that sword.

"Your sword is not a magic weapon. That thief took a huge risk to sneak into the Yan family just to steal a sword?" Nanfeng was a little confused.

"Do you look down on my sword?" Yan Nujiao pouted her rosy lips, "That was given to me by my mother. If anyone can help me find it back, I will give him 10 million yuan."

Nanfeng closed the door and left.

Yan Nujiao was stunned: "Lu Xiaobu, where are you going?"

Nanfeng's voice came from a distance: "I'm going to find the sword..."

Walking out of the Yan family's gate, Nanfeng glanced at the guard who was guarding the gate and found that he began to doze off again.

Nanfeng shouted: "Sixth Master is back!"

Then he rushed out in two steps and disappeared into the depths of the dark street.

Hey, that's the trick.

"Sixth Master? Meet Sixth Master!"

The dozing guard suddenly woke up and was so scared that he didn't even dare to raise his head.

After more than half a minute, the guard carefully raised his head and looked around.

No one, no one on the street.

"Which bastard dared to play a trick on me?" The guard cursed inwardly.

Thinking of his appearance just now, the guard was so angry that he couldn't sleep and stood guard all night with full energy.

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After leaving the Yan family, Nanfeng found a dark alley and opened the panel.

Helping Yan Nujiao find the sword can be put aside for now, no rush.

He has a more important thing to do now, which must be done immediately.

In the chat channel, Nanfeng clicked on Long Wudi's avatar.

Nanfeng: "Brother Long, I haven't seen you for many days, I miss you so much, I wonder if you are in good health recently?"

Long Wudi: "???"

Long Wudi: "What do you want?"

Nanfeng got straight to the point: "Where are you now? Can you come to Liuyun City when you have time?"

Long Wudi: "Since Brother Feng invited you so kindly, I must be free."

Kind? I'm not very hospitable...

Nanfeng: "I'm in the sixth alley on the left side of the snack street in front of Yan Mansion. When can you come?"

Long Wudi: "10"

Nanfeng: "Ten minutes?"

Long Wudi: "9"

Nanfeng: "..."

Damn, aren't you in Liuyun City?

A few seconds later, Long Wudi came to Nanfeng quietly.

"Brother Feng, what's the matter that makes you so anxious to find me?"

Hearing Long Wudi's voice coming from behind, Nanfeng was startled: "Fuck, why are you walking silently? I'm sweating because of you."

Since he got the [Tactical Headset], this is the first time that Nanfeng has been quietly touched from behind.

He stared at Long Wudi in surprise, and suddenly took a breath: "Brother Long, you... you are level 40?"

Long Wudi smiled: "I hunted several dying ancient beasts in the Gray Sky Prison before, and my level has reached 39 (99%). This time I came back and retreated for a while, and I reached level 40."

"Damn!"

I was wondering, why is there no beast in the Gray Sky Prison, it seems that you, Long Wudi, killed them all?

You, Long Wudi, have taken all the good things, how can others live?

Nanfeng felt sour as if he had eaten two tons of lemons.

"Brother Feng, why did you ask me to come here?" Long Wudi avoided Nanfeng's cannibalistic eyes and asked with a smile.

Nanfeng took a deep breath and shared with Long Wudi what happened in Liuyun City during this period.

Long Wudi frowned: "Hypnotize the whole city, control the whole city? Does Sikong Boxue have this ability?"

Nanfeng shook his head: "I don't believe he has such a strong ability, but besides him, who else can hypnotize and play mahjong?"

"It seems that there is a master behind him." Long Wudi's face became slightly solemn, "Brother Feng, don't forget that you killed him once. The strong man behind him can even resurrect the dead!"

Nanfeng whispered: "Resurrect the dead..."

Long Wudi raised his eyebrows: "Why? Do you know someone who can do it?"

Nanfeng nodded. He did know that there were two people who could resurrect the dead... No, not two "people", but two gods.

——The God of Creation, and the God of Dreams Suoyana.

Perhaps Xiaonan in his prime can also be counted as one?

Among these three people, Suoyana is the most suspicious.

But no matter who is behind Sikong Boxue, they are not someone they can provoke now.

"If, I mean if..." Nanfeng's brows twisted into a ball, "If it's really the same as I think, then we have to leave Liuyun City and develop somewhere else."

Long Wudi shook his head: "We have just made a name for ourselves here. If we leave now, wouldn't it be a waste of time? Moreover, you can't be sure who the strong man behind Sikong Boxue is. What if he is not the one you think of?"

Nanfeng looked at Long Wudi: "If it is really the one I think of, we won't even have a chance to leave Liuyun City."

As the dream god, Suo Ya Na can silently make people sink into dreams and never wake up.

Nanfeng even began to doubt whether everything he is experiencing now is a dream.

"Is there a possibility..."

"The moment I stepped into Liuyun City tonight..."

"I have already fallen into the world created by the dream god and can't extricate myself?"