The man who came was a handsome man in a blue robe, and he carried a man in his arms, who had always been happy and pure, but now his robe was no longer clean by the wind and sand.

His robe was also tattered, but the man's robe he was holding in his arms was still there, as clean as if he had just been bathed, which showed how much the man cherished him and couldn't bear to let him be stained a little.

The man he was holding in his arms was no longer breathing, and he had obviously been dead for a long time, but he still held him, using his fighting spirit to turn into a barrier to protect him.

"Master Beauty!" Mu Xiaofeng wanted to cry in pain.

He seemed to hear Xiaofeng call him just now, and Lance's dead eyes finally had ripples, and he looked around with the man in his arms, but what he saw was a desert, no one, nothing......

"Xiaofeng, why don't you open your eyes? Why do you want to sleep all the time, didn't the master tell you, can't you waste time, and even more taboo laziness, you can't do it like this!

So, Xiaofeng, don't sleep anymore, get up and ......" The desert sun was very strong, and Lance used all his fighting energy on the body of the man in his arms, who himself was roasted to the point that his skin was already open.

"Master Beauty, wait for me! I'm not dead, I'll be back. Mu Xiaofeng floated in the air and shouted at Lance in a hurry.

"Xiaofeng, the master raised you since you were a child, and I have never taken you to the mountains and rivers, this time we threw away all the trivial matters, and the master will take you to swim through the mountains and rivers......"

Suddenly, the wind blew the sand towards them, Mu Xiaofeng was blown and didn't know where to go, this is the mountain forest, Lance is still holding the man in his arms, his face has also been scratched by thorns, and red blood is flowing.

He walked in the forest, and none of the demonic beasts dared to approach him, and they all avoided him when they saw him from a distance......

On a sailboat, Lance held the man in his arms and let her rest on his chest, Lance stroked the piano with his hand, and a pleasant music flowed from his fingertips.

"Xiaofeng, you said that you like to see the master caress the piano the most, but the master is a cultivator, how can he stick to this piano every day? Now, is it okay for the master to stroke the piano for you every day? But why don't you show something else? No matter how much you have to praise the master for playing well, it's ...... You've always had that look......"

The man in Lance's arms has been dead for a long time, but I don't know what method Lance used, there is no ice coffin, the body of the man in his arms is not decomposed, and there is still blood on his face, as if he is really just asleep, but his chest has not risen and fallen......

"Master Beauty!" Mu Xiaofeng floated down from the air and wanted to touch him, but his fingers passed through his body.

Lance was stunned, he seemed to really hear Xiaofeng calling him, and he could feel that it was his Xiaofeng's breath just now.

"Xiaofeng, Xiaofeng, is that you? Where are you? Like a child, Lance exclaimed excitedly.

Mu Xiaofeng wanted to scream, but she couldn't make a sound in her throat, and her figure gradually dissipated and slowly disappeared.

She didn't know, Lance seemed to have sensed something at that time, and had already used his divine sense to search nearby, Lance was the most powerful existence in the Eastern Continent, his divine sense could step into the heavens and the earth, and he could feel objects that did not exist in the middle of things.