Chapter 102: Night of Terror

Lu Qingqing had a nap in the carriage, her eyes brimming with curiosity as she gazed at Manman on the side. Everything around them felt novel, and the breathtaking scenery along the way had made Manman so delighted that she forgot her homeland entirely. She leaned against the window, unconcerned by the chill of the wind outside.
"Mother, it's so beautiful."
Manman had never left the capital city, and this was the first time she had seen the streams beyond its walls...
Meanwhile, when Wu Hua clashed with those masked cultivators, he noticed that they all practiced the Lingyun Sect's martial arts and possessed formidable strength. This was something he had only just learned: to establish themselves firmly in the eighteen cities, the first step was to secure employment. Many shops within the city were recruiting staff, offering several hundred pure spirit stones monthly along with food and lodging, which remained most newcomers' primary choice.
In the final moments of her life, Nannan had Zejin by her side. She knew Zejin loved her, and she should be very happy.
However, after Ye Feng tasted it, he discovered that besides its own flavor, the dish possessed no other taste at all.
Before three towering buildings, alternating deep blue and dark green glass windows caught the sunlight, faintly reflecting three grand characters: Zhenwu Pavilion.
"My current identity is the vice captain of the Mermaid Mercenary Group, so I will not actively engage with envoys from my own country," Mei Fu explained to Phil first.
Patrick was the first to awaken, his enchanted armor, Dragon Blade, gradually shifting from gray-white to a golden hue. This sight stirred memories in Phil of their fierce confrontation on the Four Directions Arena that very night.
"Fellow Daoist, we share one yuan of co-prosperity—you outside, I inside. Should demonic forces invade, I will naturally expel them. Why, then, would you strike at me now?" Jin Ren opened his eyes, his gaze calm as an ancient well unmoving for ten thousand years, stirring no ripples.
Suddenly, a fierce gale swept through. The arid ground's sandy soil lifted like a vast yellowish curtain of dust, rolling toward them and forcing Yang Chong and Luo Li to instinctively turn their faces, waiting for the sandstorm to pass.
It was not that they could not hold on longer; rather, every extra breath sustained now would diminish their strength by one full point when facing the Bone Evil King.
The intense battle raged on through the afternoon, thick smoke blanketing the sky over Pyongyang City while the air filled with a heavy, acrid stench of blood. The setting sun at the horizon burned like fresh blood, and the thunderous roar of cannons continued without pause.
Today, the municipal leaders—the mayor, deputy mayor, and construction bureau chief—along with a group of five or six others, came to inspect the new port construction project.
More than nine hundred people, torches in hand, had barely covered a hundred meters when Wang Zhenyu, binoculars in grasp, ordered everyone to lie flat and take cover on the right side of the railway tracks, then extinguish all torches.
I dined with Da Mao and my cousin. During the meal, I had a few cups of wine. Though I had been drunk the day before yesterday, I still consumed quite a bit.
"Understood, Captain. This subordinate has learned a message: Aobu's phase appears to be preparing to visit East Asia—that would be the ideal time to act." The middle-aged man shed his timid demeanor, his face now gloomy as he spoke.
Unexpectedly, such an accident had occurred within Hongcheng Machinery Factory. Even renowned international giants like Ling San Heavy Industry and Yishan Group had taken notice.
Uncle Rong was a businessman, and businessmen weighed every problem solely by one question: was there profit to be gained?
Tianyu Village was not his alone, Tie Xue Zhan Ao Tian. As he expanded his influence, other players did not wait idly, and some of them were far larger existences than the Tie Xue family.
I glanced around several times, my gaze sweeping instantly to An Ran and the others waiting anxiously in the distance.
Tang Jian nodded thoughtfully, for he had seen all too clearly! Yet this was merely the first step of his plan, with the rest to unfold gradually as anticipated.
After purchasing the phone, Li Zhuang and Wang Piaopiao wandered about Laizhou City for a while. By the time they reached home, the sky had already turned completely dark.