Looking at Han Sanqian leaving, the pangolin glanced at the remaining three people and said, "Let's go back first."

The three nodded, followed the pangolin, and returned to the earthen house.

To prevent safety, the door of the wooden house was closed very hard, and the three of them squeezed everything that could reach the door behind the door.

After confirming that, the group of four people had only one thing left, waiting for Han Sanqian to come back obediently.

At this time, Han Sanqian had already returned from the ground to the ground as the light spot disappeared and when he opened his eyes again, he shook his eyes.

Although the bench was unavailable, it still walked in the air, with red phoenix floating by in front of it, which looked very beautiful.

However, Han Sanqian naturally had no time to see it, both because he was not interested in other women and because Han Sanqian was busy feeling his physical condition at this time.

What made Han Sanqian a little disappointed was that it had been nearly three hours. Although the warm current in his body was indeed flowing, the speed was not fast.

This should be what Xia Ran told himself before leaving. This thing cannot be used too much, the effect will decline every time, and the amount required will increase greatly.

It’s like a person who takes a medicine for a long time to treat diseases, and the body will always develop corresponding drug resistance.

Depressed.

Han Sanqian sighed and turned around, but under the guidance of Hongluan, he had already looked in the direction of the city. Then, he slowly stopped in front of an old house.

The old house is dilapidated, but it is also considered a mansion in such a ruined Demon Cloud Ghost City. At least, it is still quite complete overall, and although its style is old, its former majesty can still be barely revealed.

At the gate, two women stood there.

Both of them were bowing down, and each wore light red clothes. The clothes were not very beautiful, but they showed a word alone.

dew!

Everything you should see can be seen, and what you should not see is almost faintly visible.

"VIP, please come in."

Seeing Han Sanqian arrive, the two women's bodies became even more bent, and naturally, they could not be blocked and were about to emerge.

Han Sanqian just looked at the gate without looking sideways. After getting off the bench, he slowly walked into the old house under the guidance of Hongluan.

As soon as he entered the house, Han Sanqian was stunned and his eyes were full of shock.

The whole house is magnificent, and the Buddhas are guarded everywhere, just forged with exquisite jade and top-notch gold. From beginning to end, even the inlays in the corners of the wall are made of gold.

Han Sanqian was completely shocked. Not to mention the various places of wealth that he had seen, even in his imagination, there was absolutely no such luxury.

The key is that such a luxurious place is located in a desolate and almost like a ruined Demon Cloud Ghost Town.

The comparison between the two cannot even be said to be a very different difference, it can be said to be a satire.

How desolate it is outside, how luxurious it is for the convenience of this place.

"Ba, bha!"

Almost at the same time, as Han Sanqian entered, two candlelights were appropriately lit up in the front of this huge palace-like palace.

The extravagantness is almost crazy. Even the two candles on the table are made of gold powder.

As for the table under it, there is no need to say more. It is about two meters long and one meter wide, made of all gold, and various jewelry is inlaid on the table.

Just this thing, cut into a corner, probably it is a big camel's thick gold and countless jewelry inlaid.

And as these two candlelights lit up, a black shadow suddenly flashed on one side of the two-meter-long table.

Who else can this person besides that Ghost Lord?

When he saw Han Sanqian, he raised his hand slightly and applauded: "Welcome."

Hongluan also smiled slightly, smiled at Han Sanqian, and invited Han Sanqian to take her seat.

Although the golden table was big, there were only two seats. As Han Sanqian stood up, Hongluan pushed the chair slightly over and waited for Han Sanqian to sit down. She did not leave, but instead stood obediently beside Han Sanqian.

The Ghost Lord also sat down slightly, looked at Han Sanqian, and smiled: "I'm really sorry for letting the VIP wait for three more hours, but I believe you will feel it's worth it after watching it."
Chapter completed!