Bennett, the son of Snow Mountain,

opened his eyes.

"You're awake, just in time for the sunrise."

The early morning sun kissed the red-haired boy's hair, the golden hair crown reflected the exotic style, and the wide sleeves of the robe were held up by the grass, covering up the layers of bandage.

He seemed to melt into the sunlight.

Bennett scratched his head in embarrassment and suddenly reacted, "Why did you knock me out yesterday?"

Phoenix looked serious, "It was obviously a passing Qiuqiu man who knocked you out with a stone."

Bennett was a little confused. He hesitated and touched the back of his head, "Really?"

"Of course!" Phoenix nodded affirmatively.

"Look, the sun is out."

Phoenix looked at the red sun, his eyes blurred, as if he would fall asleep in the next second.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had seen the sunrise. The battle in Kanria had changed too much. From the moment he opened his eyes to the moment he fell asleep, he never put down the weapon in his hand.

When people face desperate situations, they can pray for the attention of gods. Then, when gods face desperate situations, who should they pray to for mercy?

He is never the maintainer of heavenly principles.

When the traveler and Paimon found Phoenix, he was lying on his side with his head propped up on the palm of the statue of the God of Wind, eating an apple. His soft, fluffy red hair was spread out behind him, looking peaceful and relaxed.

"The brewer! Come down quickly!" Paimon put his hands to his mouth. The traveler beside him grabbed the shoulders of the statue of the God of Wind and shouted to the red-haired boy who pretended not to know that they were coming up.

Both of them had some guesses about the boy's identity, but as of now, there is no evidence.

"Want an apple? I just picked it." Phoenix turned over, lazily sitting cross-legged in the palm of the wind god's hand, and threw an apple towards Paimon.

Paimon hurriedly hugged the apple and stamped his feet angrily, "I almost fell!"

"Hahahahaha, I believe Paimon will catch it." Phoenix showed a hearty smile, but this clear smile The laughter was so penetrating that, as expected, it attracted an angry nun.

"Mr. Amberlet, this is the third time this month!" The nun put her hands on her hips and was completely unmoved by the cute and delicate face of the red-haired boy. "If you can't afford to stay in a hotel, there are guest rooms in the church."

Paimon quietly leaned into the traveler's ear, "If I remember correctly, today is the third day."

The traveler nodded and glanced sympathetically at the red-haired boy who was teasing the nun with a smile on his face. I have some doubts about the speculation about gods.

The God of Wind is a drunkard, could it be said that the God of Fire is a slut? Other gods wouldn't have the same image.

After finally getting rid of the nun, Phoenix approached the traveler and asked, "What do you want from me?"

"We would like to invite you to go on an adventure together in the Dragon's Back Snow Mountain." Paimon said expectantly.

Please, if there is a better snow mountain adventure partner in the world than the holder of the Fire Eye of God, it must be the God of Fire. Although Phoenix did not hang the Eye of God outside, they have all seen this person use fire. Elemental power.

Phoenix shook his head and refused naturally, "No, I'm afraid of the cold."

In fact, it was just to prevent the remnants of the abyss on his body and the heart reaction of the dragon from attracting some people underground.

"But you can take this with you." Looking at the two frustrated people, Phoenix thought for a moment, took off the tail ring on his right hand, put it in the traveler's hand, and added, "If you encounter danger, inject elemental power into it. Among them, I will pick you up."

"This is an ordinary ring." Paimon took the tail ring and looked at it curiously. In the end, he had to admit that this was an ordinary ring, at best it was pretty.

Phoenix blinked, "Maybe?"

The traveler put the ring away properly and waved to the red-haired boy, "Thank you very much, let's set off first."

"Be careful on the road." Phoenix also waved.

After watching the traveler and Paimon leave, Phoenix turned around and caught sight of the bard who suddenly appeared.

Wendy looked at his right hand that was missing the ring, shrugged, and teased, "Wow, you are really willing to give up, just because he is a blood relative of...?"

Phoenix sighed, pretending to be helpless and spread his hands, "Li There is an old saying in Yue: "A house is like a bird."

"So, you really don't want to go?"

"No."

When he felt the traveler's elemental power, Phoenix was taking a nap in the tree in Fengqi. He likes the wind, so he is particularly fond of the statue of the God of Wind and the big tree where the wind rises. However, the adventurers passing by always regard him as a helper trapped in the tree.

"Something happened?" Phoenix jumped up, his eyes flashing red, and muttered.

At the adventurer camp at the foot of Longji Snow Mountain, many people saw the birds flashing across the horizon under the setting sun. Like an illusion, they disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only afterimages in their eyes.

"Wake up, don't sleep, get up quickly!" Paimeng pushed the unconscious traveler tremblingly, with a cry in his voice.

She couldn't break the crimson chalcedony, nor could she make a fire. The snow rolling down from the mountain flooded the entrance of the cave. As the oxygen gradually depleted, the one-handed sword seemed so heavy.

By the way, the ring.

Paimon struggled to find the ring from the traveler's backpack, put it into the hands of the blond boy, and urged: "Traveler! Elemental power! Elemental power!"

The blond traveler moved his fingers sleepily, the beautiful and exquisite ring There was a slight flicker, but only for a moment, that glimmer disappeared like an illusion.

The sound of rapid and weak breathing echoed in the small snow cave. Just when Paimon was about to cry, a West Wind sword wrapped in red flames penetrated the snow and pierced the frozen soil.

"It's really ugly. It almost turned into an ice sculpture." Phoenix said with a smile while melting the snow around him. The snow water soaked into his clothes and was dried by his body temperature. The hot sword body was slightly red, and the fallen snow was evaporated almost immediately.

"Arvid! That's great!" Paimon wiped away his tears and exclaimed in surprise, "That's right, Traveler!"

"Don't worry, he's just hypoxic. We have to leave quickly."

Phoenix said He carried the unconscious traveler on his back and took a look at the sky. It was going to be dark soon, and it was too late to go down the mountain now.

"I remember there is an abandoned camp near here. Let's spend the night there today." Phoenix lifted the traveler up, looking back from time to time to see if Paimon had fallen behind.

"Thank you. Speaking of which, Arvid, aren't you cold?" Paimon held the ring that radiated heat and looked at it curiously. Even on the snow-capped mountains, it was just a loose hooded white robe, walking barefoot. A red-haired boy in the snow.

"Thank you for your concern, I'm not cold." Phoenix said.

There are many adventurer camps on the Dragon's Back Snow Mountain, many of which are occupied by the Qiuqiu people. Phoenix has no interest in sending the Qiuqiu people back to the ground, so he found an uninhabited camp.

The pine wood picked up on the road was frozen hard, and after drying it became excellent firewood. Phoenix placed the traveler on the open space beside the bonfire covered with hay, took off his loose white robe with a hood, and covered the traveler with it. On the body, it can barely be regarded as a blanket.

"Paimon, please keep it a secret." The red-haired boy, half-body covered with bandages, looked at Paimon with a smile. He took out the West Wind sword with his backhand and smashed it heavily on the ground.

"Wait, Arvid, you want to..." Before Paimon could finish his words, a one-handed sword suddenly stabbed out from Fenix's side, pointing directly at his throat.

"Chalk?"