Sensing Su Yingxia's actions, Han Sanqian also raised his eyes and looked out the window. Under the moonlight, Han Sanqian couldn't help but frown.
Hundreds of meters outside the window, the blood-red clouds on the top of the old city had burned to the point of almost burning the sky, making people feel extremely gloomy and always feeling terrified.
"What's going on?" Qinglong also noticed this difference and asked in surprise.
Pangolin, Su Yan and others also stood up one after another, looking at the red clouds, each with an indescribable sense of foreboding in their hearts.
Su Ziwu frowned, stood up suddenly, looked at the red clouds, and walked quickly to the window. For a moment, Su Ziwu had a solemn expression and was speechless.
I don't know how long it took before Su Ziwu murmured: "That's the King of Youming!"
"King of Youming?" Su Yingxia frowned.
Su Ziwu nodded: "Yes, the absolute master of Youming City, and even the name of Youming City is named after him."
"From what you say, he must be very powerful?" Qinglong looked at Hongyun from afar and said calmly.
"Who can dominate a murderous world like the demon clan? Who didn't step on the corpses of ten thousand people to ascend to the throne?"
Han Sanqian strongly agrees with this point. Just like the road of a lion, you will either be in the position of becoming king or die on the way to become king.
They spend their lives fighting, either challenging others or being challenged by others.
Therefore, in such a world, for Youming City to be still stable to this day, the King of Youming must have his own royal skills.
"Could it be that he is coming to settle accounts with us?" Pangolin frowned.
Su Ziwu shook his head. Hongyun's awakening only meant that the King of Youming was angry, but he was not sure who he was targeting.
Han Sanqian smiled slightly: "If we can let King Youming deal with it personally, it means we are quite capable. Let's rest early. We have to go on the road tomorrow."
After saying that, Han Sanqian closed the curtains, turned around and walked towards his room.
Seeing that Han Sanqian was so relaxed, everyone looked at each other. Maybe Han Sanqian was right. Hongyun's awakening did not mean anything.
"Yingxia, please take Nian'er back to the house to rest first. She has been working hard on the boat and carriage for so long. She is not old and may not be able to bear it physically." Qin Shuang looked at Su Yingxia and said softly.
Su Yingxia frowned, but seeing that no one seemed to take it to heart, she didn't want to delve too deeply into it. After taking a look at Han Nian, who was indeed exhausted, she finally nodded and took Han Nian back to her room.
The remaining people in the living room nodded and went back to their respective rooms.
However, just ten minutes later, several people quickly gathered together in the living room. They looked at each other and smiled awkwardly, and returned to the sofa in silence, as if waiting for something.
In Han Sanqian's room, Han Sanqian was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, but his consciousness had already spread to hundreds of meters outside the entire house. As long as there was any disturbance, it would be difficult to detect it.
The perception of three thousand people who escaped from Korea.
Although he said he was not worried, Han Sanqian understood that the sudden red clouds all over the place and the so-called awakening of the King of Youming, how could it be such a simple coincidence?
Especially in a society where the jungle is strong and the strong eat the weak, if there is a place for toads and turtles, how can there be no nod from stronger people?
They're dead and there's movement over there, isn't it obvious enough?!
It's just that he just wanted to get rid of Su Yingxia.
Almost at this moment, tens of thousands of soldiers had set off from the old castle, rushing like a flood from all the major and small roads towards the houses in the city.
This group of people is so dense and long that even just looking at it makes one's scalp numb.
In this mighty procession, a red ancient wooden sedan caught people's attention. It was not luxuriously decorated, but it was extremely large.
Above, the fat man was lying leisurely, swaying and in good spirits, with a tattered-looking crown hanging on his head...
At this time, Han Sanqian suddenly opened his eyes and slowly stood up...
