230 Eight-bearer Ghost Sedan

Five days later, Yan Zhi Village.

"Screech~"

In front of an imposing ghost mansion, Lu Ran stealthily pushed open the mansion gate and sneaked towards the courtyard.

Jiang Ruyi and Si Xianxian followed closely behind, both tiptoeing.

Both were strong warriors from the River Realm, one a hot-headed and fierce Sister Xian'er, the other a gentle and enchanting Jiang beauty.

As a result, being with Lu Ran, they all deviated from their path, behaving as if they were thieves...

"Truly such infatuation," Lu Ran inwardly sighed.

He stood in front of a window, looking through the punctured paper, at the figure dressed in red sitting in a Taishi Chair inside the house.

Over these days, Lu Ran had witnessed this scene many times.

Just as team leader soldier Li Ming said, when the Yan Zhi found a good house, they would very likely sit beside the Eight Immortals Table and don a veil.

Sadly, they could not wait for their true love.