Noticing Su Yingxia's movement, Han Qianqian also raised his eyes and looked out of the window, and under the moonlight, Han Qianqian could not help but frown.
Hundreds of metres away from the window, the blood-red clouds on top of the old city had burned to the point of almost burning the sky, giving people an incomparable feeling of gloom and a creepy feeling.
"What's wrong with that?" Green Dragon also noticed the difference and said in a strange voice.
The mountain-people, Su Yan and the others also got up and looked at the red clouds, each with an unexplainable feeling of uncertainty in their hearts.
Su Ziwu frowned, fiercely a rise, looking at the red clouds, quickly walked to the window, a time Su Ziwu expression gloomy, speechless.
I don't know how long it took before Su Ziwu murmured and opened his mouth, "That's the King of the Yu Ming!"
"The King of Youming?" Su Yingxia's brow furrowed.
Su Ziwu nodded, "That's right, the absolute lord of the Youming City, even the name of the city, Youming City, was named because of him."
"From what you're saying, he should be very powerful?" Qinglong looked away from the red clouds and said lightly.
"Whoever can dominate a killing world like the Demon Race has not stepped on the corpses of ten thousand people to ascend to the throne?"
This, Han Qianqian very much agreed, just like the path of the lion, one was either in the position to claim the throne or died on the way to do so.
They spend their lives in battle, either challenging others or being challenged by others.
So, in such a world, if the city of Youming can remain peaceful to this day, the King of Youming must have his art of being king.
"It's not possible that he's coming to settle accounts with us, is it?" Pierced Mountain Armour frowned and said.
Su Ziwu shook his head, the red clouds had awakened, which only meant that the King of Youming had become angry, but who exactly was he targeting, he wasn't sure about that.
Han Qianqian smiled faintly, "If we can make a King of the Phantom Ming deal with it personally, that means we're quite capable too, get some rest early, we have to be on our way tomorrow."
After saying this, Han Qianqian pulled the curtains closed and turned towards his room.
Seeing Han Qianqian so relaxed, the crowd looked at each other, perhaps Han Qianqian was right, the Red Cloud awakening really didn't mean anything either.
"Yingxia, take Nian'er back to her room to rest first, the boat ride has been so long, she's not too old, she might not be able to take it physically." Qin Shuang looked at Su Yingxia and said softly.
Su Yingxia frowned sadly, but seeing that no one seemed to have taken it to heart, she was not in a position to look too deeply into it. After glancing at Han Nian, who was indeed exhausted, she finally nodded and took Han Nian back to her room.
In the living room, the remaining few people, also nodded their heads and went back to their respective houses.
Only, only ten minutes later, several people quickly met again in the living room. Several people looked at each other with an awkward smile, and each returned to the sofa in silence, seemingly waiting for something.
In Han Qianqian's room, Han Qianqian was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, but his divine sense had already spread to hundreds of meters outside the entire house.
Although he said he wasn't worried, Han Qianqian understood that the sudden red clouds and the so-called awakening of the King of the Darkness could not be as simple as a coincidence.
Especially in a society where the weak are strong, how could the Toad and Turtle Man have a place without the nod of someone stronger?
Is it not obvious enough that they are dead and that side has moved?
It was just that he wanted to detach Su Yingxia.
Almost at that moment, tens of thousands of armour-bearers set off from the old castle, and like a flood, they poured frantically from all the major and minor roads towards the houses in the city.
The group was so dense and long that even just looking at it, one's scalp was already tingling.
In this vast procession, an ancient red wooden palanquin drew great attention, not luxuriously decorated but extremely large.
On it, the fat and greasy man was lying leisurely, the whole person was swaying, still in good spirits, and a tattered-looking crown was hanging on his head ......
And at this time, Han Qianqian, also snapped open his eyes and slowly stood up...