When the job was robbed...

In view of Fei Wen's racial characteristics, the two can only lie down at night.

Quanduscanbei is not far from the holy mountain. It is impossible for all the people who come to worship the holy mountain to live in the holy mountain every year. Those who can live in the holy mountain are nobles with status, money and connections. Live in Scandinavia.

Going forward along the main road, with Fei Wen's speed, it only took half a night to reach Scandinavia.

In the middle of the night, Scandinavia is also brightly lit. The guards at the gate stand in front of a box. Everyone who enters the gate will consciously put gold coins into the box. Of course, the amount of gold coins depends on the individual. Possibly received in person by the Cardinal who resides in Scandinavia.

Feiwen was wearing a cloak, covering his silver hair and red eyes. He threw a gold coin casually, and Qiao Ting followed closely behind. Due to mental exhaustion, he only had deformed ears, and he was dressed in white with blond hair and golden eyes. He is like a messenger of the gods.

——At least the soldiers guarding the city did not ask him to pay, but let him enter the city very respectfully.

Qiao Ting and Feiwen walked into Cheng, and found that there were people coming and going in the city, and there was no feeling of silence in the middle of the night.

"Let's find a place to rest first." Fei Wen looked at Qiao Ting with unusually gentle eyes, "Your injury is not healed yet."

Qiao Ting sighed, to be honest, he was a little uncomfortable with Fei Wen's appearance.

——He subtly felt that Fei Wen, who was full of murderous aura, looked pleasing to the eye...

"Do you have money?" Qiao Ting looked at Fei Wen suspiciously, "You can't soak in hot springs casually." After a pause, he added, "I don't want to soak in the same pool with other people!"

Fei Wen tilted his head, took out a bag from his arms, and said softly, "Ild's money bag."

"..." Qiao Ting turned her head silently, "Then where should we go for a soak?"

Feiwen took out another piece of paper from her arms, "Anser recommended it friendly, saying that the spring water here is of the best quality."

"Since it's the best, if you don't have access, you can't get in." Qiao Ting wondered.

Fei Wen twitched the corners of her mouth and looked at Qiao Ting quietly, "Anser said, you can go."

Qiao Ting was taken aback, what does this mean?

Fei Wen added, "You take me there."

Qiao Ting narrowed his eyes slightly, and he took the paper in Feiwen's hand, the address on it was actually written in Bi Ruifa code word.

It turned out to be Bi Ruifa's stronghold in the Holy Empire.

"Okay, let's go here."

Although Anser said that he can sort out the information, Qiao Ting also needs to understand the current situation in the mainland. After all, the Feilu Empire and the Seaman Empire are at war, and he is involved in it, and there is still the matter of Jolai that has not been dealt with. It is not possible to take a leisurely vacation now Time!

The address Anser gave was very remote, and Qiao Ting and Fei Wen walked around for a long time before finding the shop at the end of an alley.

Knocking on the door, the guy who opened the door said lazily, "The hot spring pool in the shop is full, please go to another place."

Qiao Ting pondered for a while, and handed over the piece of paper Anser had given to him. The clerk was taken aback when he saw it, and then looked Qiao Ting carefully before bending down to invite the two of them in.

"You two honored guests!"

He led the two of them through the small courtyard, walked to a door, pushed the door open, but there was nothing inside.

Qiao Ting looked at the ground. On it, a magic circle was engraved on the stone slab, which looked like a teleportation circle.

The buddy took out six sixth-order magic crystals, his face full of heartache.

He murmured, "If you don't come, it's fine. Once you come, you will be a great god. What a heartache..."

Fei Wen narrowed his eyes slightly, he looked up and down the guy, Qiao Ting frowned, grabbed Fei Wen's hand, and said helplessly, "We're here to rest."

Fei Wen paused, he looked down at Qiao Ting holding his hand, and slowly smiled, "Okay."

This time it was Qiao Ting's turn to be entangled. He wanted to let go of his hand, but Fei Wen held it tightly.

The teleportation array emitted a light blue light, and in the blink of an eye, the two came to a row of rocks, and a person who looked like a housekeeper said respectfully, "This way, please."

He led the two of them into a stone cave, and a loft was built inside the cave. The hot spring was inside the cave, and some plants were planted around it, which looked extremely delicate and comfortable.

"You two, if necessary, you can ring this bell."

He handed Qiao Ting a slap-sized bell, and retreated respectfully.

Fei Wen looked around, and was more satisfied with the dim light. He pulled off the hood on his body and jumped onto the corridor next to the attic with his toes.

Qiao Ting was taken aback, and he hurriedly followed. As soon as he reached the door, Feiwen turned around, "There is no one here, and there is no magic pattern, so it should be safe."

Qiao Ting glanced at Fei Wen with a complicated expression, and said lightly, "Well, I'm a little tired."

Feiwen immediately said, "There are three master bedrooms inside, go and rest!"

Qiao Ting twitched the corner of her mouth, found a room at random, and closed the door, blocking Feiwen's focused sight.

Leaning against the door, he took a deep breath, and then smiled wryly, cutting and arranging things in a mess, what should I do?

Outside the door, Feiwen turned and left the attic. There were hot spring pools under the corridor outside the attic. He counted them, and there were five pits in total. It smelled of sulfur, and it reminded him of some loli dragon's hometown.

Several pools were separated by low bushes, and Feiwen leaned against a main pole, and suddenly remembered that under Xingyue Lake, the magma flowed up, and Qiao Ting's shocking fall.

It must have been at that time that the ultimate beauty was deeply embedded in his soul, making him never forget this elf again.

Fei Wen smiled softly, he stretched out his hand, and his fingers brushed across the water, as if he was stroking Qiao Ting's cheek, tenderly.

He said to himself, step by step.

After a night's sleep, Qiao Ting's spirits improved a lot. Early the next morning, when he opened the door, he was stunned as soon as he walked into the corridor.

Fei Wen was soaking in a pool under the corridor, drowsy.

Qiao Ting frowned, he walked down the corridor, came to Feiwen, squatted down, and patted Feiwen, "Anyone else in the pool will catch cold."

Fei Wen slowly opened her eyes, blinked vigorously, and then realized, "Are you up?"

"Well, why are you sleeping in the pool?"

"A little tired." Feiwen stood up, splashing water, revealing his dark skin.

Qiao Ting casually threw the towel next to Fei's tattoo, "Go and rest."

"Yeah." Fei Wen surrounded her lower body, walked out of the bath, and suddenly said to Qiao Ting, "Help me tie my hair."

"……what?"

Fei Wen went directly to the corridor, and he sat on the wooden corridor chair, with his back to Qiao Ting, "My hair has been loose, help me to tie it."

Qiao Ting asked suspiciously, "Why do you suddenly think of hair buns?"

Feiwen smiled lowly, "Does the hair look messy?" He turned his head, a lazy and wanton smile appeared on his slightly drunken face, "I want you to like it."

Qiao Ting was silent for a long time before slowly saying, "My hair is loose."

"Well, so when you're done soaking, I'll tie it up for you."

"..." Qiao Ting took a step back involuntarily, leaning against the pillars of the corridor, his fists clenched tightly, not knowing what to say.

"Ah!!" Fei Wen seemed to know that Qiao Ting was confused, he suddenly sneezed and attracted Qiao Ting's attention.

"You'd better go to rest quickly, don't catch a cold."

Feiwen smiled inwardly, he has been to places even colder than this, this is nothing at all.

But if this is the only way to shake Qiao Ting, then he doesn't mind pretending to be weak.

"Help me tie my hair." Feiwen said stubbornly, "No one has ever helped me."

Qiao Ting was taken aback for a moment, he looked at Feiwen's slightly sad side face, struggled for a while, and then said stumblingly, "I'll help you..."

Fei Wen immediately flipped his hands, and found a silver ring out of nowhere, he looked straight at Qiao Ting, "Use this!"

The corner of Qiao Ting's mouth twitched. This was obviously premeditated. Otherwise, if he went to the hot spring with his body exposed, how could he be wearing a silver ring for binding his hair?

He took the silver ring angrily, only to find that the silver ring was cold to the touch, and the material could not be seen. There were two buckles on it, one ring inside the other, which looked very unique.

"Where did you get it?" He carefully looked at the pattern on the silver ring, it seemed to be a pattern, but Qiao Ting didn't recognize it.

Fei Wen thought of Old Hei Pi in the Arcatraz, and suddenly felt that he was very lucky, at least the person he loved was standing in front of him, alive and well.

He said leisurely, "It was given by an elder in the clan."

Fei Wen turned her head and looked at Qiao Ting fixedly, "It is said that it will bring good luck."

Qiao Ting was taken aback, then laughed and said, "Is this to fool you?"

The corner of Fei Wen's mouth was slightly raised, he turned his head, turned his back to Qiao Ting, and said softly, "I just believe it."

Qiao Ting reached out and gently wrapped Fei Wen's long silver hair. Fei Wen's hair was of good quality, soft and silky, and felt cool to the touch, "I don't have a comb."

"It's okay, just put my hair back and make a scorpion tail."

According to Qiao Ting's words, he gently divided the silver hair into three strands, and loosely tied it into a scorpion tail braid, "Is the silver ring at the end?"

"Well, put it at the end."

Qiao Ting carefully buckled the silver ring at the end, and with the crisp clicking sound, Qiao Ting's hand suddenly felt a pain.

He froze for a moment, only to find that there was a small thorn on the other side of the buckle, and it was this that stung his finger just now.

"Are you injured?" Fei Wen's nose was very sharp, he smelled Qiao Ting's blood, and immediately asked, "Where is the injury? What's going on?"

"It's okay, there is actually a thorn on your silver ring, I accidentally touched it." Qiao Ting suppressed the strangeness in his heart, always feeling that something was wrong.

"It's done." Qiao Ting patted Feiwen's shoulder, which felt smooth to the touch. He kept telling himself that it was because of the water...

Fei Wen stood up, looked at Qiao Ting, and smiled.

Qiao Ting didn't understand, so, "What's wrong?"

Fei Wen raised his finger and pointed at Qiao Ting's ear. The elf's ears were always sensitive and would faithfully reflect the mood of the master.

Fei Wen said softly, "It's red."

Qiao Ting barely calmed down, "It's smoked in hot water."

Feiwen said slowly, "...Oh."