Feng Tianlan raised her head and looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of her. She frowned deeply, put away the Ice Soul Sword and said coldly, "State Preceptor, who hasn't gone out for ten thousand years, really has the mood to relax."
Having followed her to this desert of death, it really felt that this State Preceptor is lingering around them.
The State Preceptor's aura was high and mighty. In this desert, it was like a clear stream. He looked at her up and down and then retracted his gaze. "This lord is indeed a little free. Otherwise, he wouldn't only be focusing on her matters.
Feng Tianlan frowned as she looked at her close friend who was casually sleeping. Her heart felt warm because of this. They really made her feel at ease.
"Give me your legendary artifact," the State Preceptor said directly.
