When the job was robbed...

The so-called darkness does not mean that Qiao Ting is in a coma, but that the surroundings are pitch black without any light.

The most deceitful thing is that Qiao Ting is falling at the moment, and the falling time is not short. According to the law of gravitational acceleration in the distant heaven, Qiao Ting feels that if he really allows his body to fall freely, he will definitely turn into flesh cake.

Qiao Ting began to save himself.

He snapped his fingers, and a gleam of crystal green light flickered on his fingertips. The green light was very faint. With the faint light, he still couldn't see the surrounding area clearly. Bless the feather fall technique by yourself.

The falling speed of the body slowed down, and Qiao Ting narrowed his eyes slightly, looking around carefully, trying to find some abnormalities.

Suddenly, there was a ray of light flickering under his body. Qiao Ting looked at it with wide eyes, but he couldn't see clearly. He tensed his face, flipped his hand, and took out the crossbow...

I wipe! ! !

As soon as he took the bow and crossbow, Qiao Ting regretted it. He is petite now, and his pink and tender hands are even more delicate and soft, his fingers can barely touch the machine, you bastard!

With blood on his face, he put away the bow and crossbow, flipped the Hidden Blade in his hand, and at the same time took out a necklace made of purple-blue spar from the storage ring, and put it on his neck.

Each spar in this string of spar necklaces is a triggering contract magic circle, which can be used only by using his mental power to trigger it, which is very suitable for his current state of a group.

Everything was ready, and as the body floated down, a pure white light gradually radiated from the surroundings. In just a few breaths, the surrounding darkness disappeared completely, replaced by a dazzling white crystal wall.

There are countless people sleeping in the pure white crystal wall, there are knights charging with spears, mages singing with their staffs high, barbarians, and even bright priests... They all closed their eyes and slept peacefully on the white In the crystal wall.

Qiao Ting took a deep breath, and the white crystal wall under his feet was cold to the touch, with a hint of chill. He didn't know what it was. There was a passage in front of him, and the passage was surrounded by people in the crystal wall. These people were so real, It seemed as if they could open their eyes in the next second, making people tremble with chills.

Qiao Ting stood up slowly and walked forward slowly. He held the Hidden Blade tightly in his hand and was always vigilant, but the white crystal walls around him were too dazzling. His eyes were already sharp, but at this moment The irritated eyes are sore.

However, the danger lingering in his head reminded him that it was not time to relax, and the female grimace on Fei Wen when he fell also fully demonstrated that the cliff was not safe here.

By the way, where did Fei Wen's black skin go?

Qiao Ting walked forward while thinking in his heart, his eyes flicked across these people, trying to find clues to leave.

At this moment, his footsteps stopped, and his face suddenly changed.

In the pure white and pure white crystal wall, there is a person wrapped, oh, no, it is wrapped with a black skin.

I rub!

Why is this black skin so watery? !Was it just swallowed by the crystal wall? !

Qiao Ting stood in front of the crystal wall tangled, and Feiwen was wrapped in the white crystal wall like a deep sleep. Should he save him or not?

After thinking for three seconds, Qiao Ting made a decision.

Well, it's decided, but I still can't save it.

Qiao Ting blinked, and took a step back to leave, but before leaving, he looked at Fei Wen's sleeping face again, and secretly sighed, tsk tsk, quiet black skin is really rare.

Silver-white long hair scattered around his body, Fei Wen's face was as calm as water, and his blood-red eyes that were shining with murderous intent were tightly closed, which gave him an extra calm temperament, but the curved corner of his mouth He can still reveal his evil and crazy temperament.

Qiao Ting shook his head regrettably, what a good skin, but it's a pity that he is a bastard when he opens his eyes and opens his mouth.

Even though Fei Wen's impression of Qiao Ting has improved a bit, Qiao Ting still can't forget the arc drawn by the silver moon scimitar on the magma.

That was the closest moment in his life to death, so it was naturally unforgettable.

After reading and feeling over, Qiao Ting turned around and left, his movements were crisp and neat.

Behind him, Fei Wen, who was sleeping originally, opened his eyes, the blood red pupils were cold and ruthless.

Qiao Ting only felt the creeps on his back, suddenly he rushed forward, a strong wind blew past his back, a gust of coolness passed by, in a flash, Qiao Ting's right hand shone brightly, "I am in bond with you!"

The cold and white silver moon scimitar was tightly stuck in front of Qiao Ting's neck. Qiao Ting's left hand was pressing the blade tightly, and his right hand was pressing on Feiwen's chest heart. The other scimitar was deeply pressed Stabbed into Jotin's chest.

Qiao Ting grinned, showing a slightly satisfied but murderous smile, "Yo, sober?"

Feiwen looked at his blade expressionlessly. Even though the tip of the blade pierced Qiao Ting's chest deeply, there was no bone-piercing touch, as if what he hit was not a person, but air.

The heart that was suppressed in his chest was beating slowly, he looked at Qiao Ting fixedly, and smiled, but his blood-colored eyes were cold and indifferent, "Why did you turn around?"

Qiao Ting blinked, feeling that Fei Wen's question was very strange, "What do you think I should do?"

"...Haha." Fei Wen suddenly felt that the question was really stupid, he raised his eyebrows, "How about we stop fighting in a dangerous place?"

Qiao Ting grinned, "Dare you not obey?"

Fei Wen and Qiao Ting looked at each other for a long time, but Fei Wen pulled out his own knife first, and the blade slowly pulled out from Qiao Ting's heart, but there was no trace of blood flowing out, like jelly, Qiao Ting's body was miraculous automatically closed again.

Fei Wen praised, "Good method."

Qiao Ting's small face was extremely pale, and he slowly retracted the hand that was pressing on Fei Wen's heart, although the green light was still shining.

"It's not worth mentioning." He tried his best to suppress the cough in his throat, and said calmly, "So did you find anything?"

Feiwen retracted the knife, straightened his body, looked at the limp little man who didn't even reach his knees, a strange light flashed in his eyes, he said condescendingly, "I found a lot."

Jotin's eyes lit up.

"But I don't want to say it."

Qiao Ting sighed deeply, why did this black skin suddenly go crazy?

He pondered for a while, then suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Feiwen's trouser legs, raised his head, and tried to open his eyes wide, "Are you sure you won't tell me?"

"..." The corners of Fei Wen's mouth twitched, he ground his teeth, "Let go!"

As soon as Qiao Ting saw the door, she immediately let go, then opened her hands, with a sullen face, "Hold me."

"... = mouth =" Fei Wen was stunned.

Qiao Ting glared at Feiwen, "I can't walk anymore."

Fei Wen felt that he couldn't understand Qiao Ting's brain. If the boy had been slower just now, he would have stabbed the Dawn Elf to death, but why did he reach out to him in a few minutes and beg for a hug? ? !

"Do you want to die?"

Qiao Ting looked at Feiwen like an idiot, "...Didn't you hear what I said just now that I am a bond with you?"

"...What do you mean?" Fei Wen looked at Qiao Ting blankly.

Qiao Ting said contemptuously, "Stupid black skin." It's terrible to be uneducated.

Then he didn't bother to explain, and continued to reach out, "Hold me."

Fei Wen frowned, stared at Qiao Ting for a while, and finally lost. He hugged Qiao Ting, feeling very soft.

The little elf sat on his arm, the little arm wrapped around his neck, and the little face rubbed against his cheek, Fewen felt that something was broken in his body.

"Okay, tell me, what's going on?"

Fei Wen pursed her lips, not wanting to speak.

Qiao Ting tilted his head, leaned close to Fei Wen's face, his big eyes flickered, "You really don't want to tell me?"

Feiwen held back for a long time before he said, "This should be the underground complex of the ruins of the temple."

Qiao Ting pointed to the white crystal wall next to him, "Then what is this?"

Fei Wen's eyes were complicated, "This should be the endless Rubik's Cube refined by the dark necromancer with the help of the silver dragon soul."

Qiao Ting was stunned, "...that's really unlucky."

Unfortunately, the endless Rubik's Cube forms its own space, in which time and space are infinite, as if a traveler in the desert will never reach the oasis.

In it, the magical elements will slowly disappear, and the fighting spirit will also be turned into nothingness. In the end, the blood will become stiff and dry, the life will disappear into ashes, and the soul will be imprisoned as food for the spirit of the Rubik's Cube.

"Since we are all trapped here, why did you get so nervous just now?!" Qiao Ting said dissatisfied, "The magic power disappears a little bit, you are wasting it!!"

Fei Wen pouted, "Do you know who this spirit of the Rubik's Cube is?"

Qiao Ting is big, "How do I know?!"

"...Remember that little female dragon?"

"Ahem...Of course I remember!"

Feiwen hehe said, "I escaped from the breath of the little female dragon, and I was marked with the anger of the dragon clan, so I was imprisoned by the spirit of the Rubik's Cube as soon as I came in."

"...What exactly do you want to say?"

"The spirit of the Rubik's Cube is the mother of the little female dragon."

"...I just learned that a silver dragon can give birth to a fire dragon."

"That's because the father of the little female dragon is a fire dragon."

Qiao Ting said softly, "I don't think this is the point of the discussion."

Feiwen grinned, her teeth straightened, "I'm just talking about the cause and effect."

Qiao Ting, who used the female dragon to cheat Fei Wen, said with a guilty conscience, "Oh, you continue."

"Not long after I fell in, you fell in." Fei Wen held his breath a little, "The dragon soul said, if she is right, then I will help her escape from the Endless Rubik's Cube."

An ominous premonition rose in Qiao Ting's heart.

"She said, you and I have been hostile for generations, and you will definitely not come to save me." Fei Wen stared at Qiao Ting fixedly, "I said, you will help me."

"Then, I lost."

Looking at Fei Wen's blood-red eyes, Qiao Ting's heart suddenly jumped a few times.

Then Feiwen sighed, "It's a good thing you didn't come to save me."

"……what?"

"I was very angry when you turned around. When I got angry, I broke free from the imprisonment of the silver dragon." Feiwen said triumphantly, "I think I should thank you."

Qiao Ting smiled, "So you want to kill me?"

"Well, I don't know much about the Endless Rubik's Cube, I thought I might be able to get out after you die!" Fei Wen was full of regret.

"..." Qiao Ting immediately fed all the sympathy that had happened before to the dog——

The author has something to say:

...Well, Fei Wen is a very complicated person. On the one hand, he thinks that Qiao Ting can be his side-by-side friend, on the other hand, he is wary of Qiao Ting, subconsciously wanting to kill someone who is stronger than him...

If there is a chance, he will kill Qiao Ting, if there is a chance, he will help Qiao Ting again...