After Cultivating With the Enemy

Under the calm mountain spring, the undercurrent surged, and Ji Zhaoyun's body kept sinking, and soon he couldn't see clearly what was happening on the water surface.The breathless magic breath spiritual pressure disappeared, and the killing roar also disappeared.

He was surrounded by a gentle current, like a pair of warm and soft hands, supporting him to slowly sink to the deepest point.

Deep in the spring is a cave.

There was no water flow here, and Ji Chaoyun jumped onto the shore, dripping water from his drenched clothes and hair, and soon formed a puddle of water at his feet.

But he didn't feel cold at all.

The interior of this cave is dry and warm. Deep in the cave, a red-golden flame is burning on the stone platform. Even after hundreds of years, it still has not been extinguished.

"Feng...Feng Xiao..."

Ji Zhaoyun walked two steps quickly to the side of the stone platform, stared at the long-lasting flame, and said softly: "You let me in, did you feel me coming?"

The flame danced slightly, like a faint response.

Ji Zhaoyun's eyes reflected the appearance of the flames, and his voice trembled: "What happened 300 years ago... Where did you go? Did you really...have you really returned to God's Realm?"

The only answer to him was the sound of ding-dong water flowing in the cave, and the light and shadow of the flame dancing slowly.

Ji Chaoyun lowered his eyes, took a deep breath, and said calmly: "The demons are here, Feng Xiao. I want to take your magic weapon away. I can't let them get it. Give it to me, I will protect it." good for it."

The phoenix flame light in front of him suddenly dimmed, and then slowly extinguished, revealing the contents inside.

It was a long sword, the blade was narrow and slender, and a red-gold phoenix was painted on the scabbard, as if it was about to fly.

Ji Zhaoyun had seen this sword before.

During the three months they spent together, Feng Xiao would take it out and wipe it from time to time.

This is his portable sword.

The ancient god's sword is connected to his life and soul. Even if it is lost, it will automatically return to the owner and never leave.

unless……

Unless, the master is already dead.

Ji Zhaoyun stared blankly at the sword, tears streaming down his face.

"You lied to me……"

"You said you would come back, you promised..."

"I've been waiting for you for 300 years..."

For 300 years, he never thought about this ending in his heart, but he never believed it, and he couldn't believe it.

He would rather let himself believe that Feng Xiao left him and returned to God's Domain alone.He would rather believe that Feng Xiao was alive and well in that unreachable God's Domain, and he didn't want to think about the one in ten thousand possibility that that person didn't survive the war.

Until this moment, those countless days and nights of self-paralysis and deception were finally torn apart by the cruel truth.

Ji Chaoyun clasped the edge of the stone platform with both hands, and almost exhausted all his strength to force himself to take off the sword.

Feng Qi is still outside, with so many demons, there is no time for him to be sad now.

His thin body trembled uncontrollably, and his hands were so weak that he could hardly hold the sword.

He carried the sword into his arms, raised his hand and wiped his eyes with his sleeve, then turned his head and walked out of the cave.

As soon as he walked to the edge of the pool, the calm water suddenly began to tremble violently, and spots of blood smeared in the clear water.

Ji Chaoyun paused, and several sharp black blades pierced through the water and stabbed at him.

The accident happened too fast, he instinctively took a few steps back to protect the sword in his arms, and only had time to avoid the vital points, but the sharp blade still drew a few bloodstains on his arms and legs.

The sharp blade sank deeply into one end of the stone wall, and at the same time, a black figure slowly emerged from the bottom of the water.

Xi Shen.

He looked much more embarrassed than before, his clothes were cut several times, a slender sword mark on his forehead was still bleeding, and half of his face was stained red with blood.

He walked ashore step by step, and Ji Chaoyun quickly hid the sword in his arms behind his back.

"Find the magic weapon so quickly? Chaoyun is really powerful." Xi Chen said softly, and stretched out his hand to Ji Chaoyun, "Give me the thing, and I don't need to kill you."

Ji Chaoyun looked at him coldly: "Where is Feng Qi?"

"I'm all standing here, where do you think he can be?" Xi Chen smiled and said leisurely, "This Second Highness of the Feng Clan is much worse than your old face. What is the so-called descendant of the ancient gods? His innate talent and cultivation base are only enough to show off in the academy where the younger generations of the Immortal Realm gather. Facing the orthodox demons, he can only be cut by the sword."

Ji Zhaoyun's face turned pale instantly.

Xi Chen drew out a long sword, and pointed the blade at Ji Chaoyun: "Chaoyun, let me say this one last time, give me the thing in your hand, and the phoenix golden feather, and I will let you live."

Ji Chaoyun was forced to retreat step by step by Xi Chen, and his back quickly reached the cave wall.

After the phoenix flame was extinguished, the temperature in the cave gradually cooled down.His whole body was bitingly cold, but his thoughts gradually calmed down in the cold.

Ji Chaoyun looked at Jianfeng who was close at hand, and asked softly: "How do you know that what Feng Xiao left for me is the Phoenix Jinling?"

Xi Chen's eyes darkened.

Ji Chaoyun said: "Phoenix's golden feathers are protected by a divine deed, and even the senior officials of the Feng clan only speculate that there is something left by Feng Xiao in my hand, but they don't know what it is. Why do you know, who told you ?”

"Is there any point in asking these questions now?"

"You don't want to say, but I can guess." Ji Chaoyun closed his eyes, his voice was cold, "Jun Jue, the third prince of the Lingyuan Sea Dragon Clan, right?"

Xi Chen looked at him steadily, the corners of his mouth slowly curling into an arc.

"You deserve to be the Dragon King Prince. To be honest, if you hadn't lost the Dragon Ball and got entangled with Feng Xiao, I would be more willing to cooperate with you." Xi Chen said, "It might as well be like this, you submit to me and help the demons to calm down the immortals." How about attacking God’s Domain, I’ll kill Feng Xiao for you with my own hands, and retrieve your Dragon Ball?”

"...At that time, I will help you become the Sea Dragon King of Lingyuan, and let those who look down on you kneel down in front of you one by one, and let you dispose of them."

Ji Zhaoyun's fingers trembling slightly behind him, his expression showed no flaws, and he even bent his mouth: "Oh? Is there such a good thing? What about Jun Jue, didn't you agree to him too?"

"That person is far inferior to you in terms of cultivation, talent, and conduct. Why should I care about his life?" Xi Chen took another half step towards him, with a faint smile on his blood-stained face. Smiling, looking particularly scary, "Chaoyun, I really like you, don't you consider my suggestion?"

Ji Zhaoyun had no way to retreat, his eyes reflected the sparkling light on the water, making his face pale.

His eyes seemed to sweep the calm water subconsciously, then he turned his head and said with a sneer, "Thank you for your love, but I don't like you."

Xi Chen's expression darkened.

"Also, do you think I'm easy to deceive?" Ji Chaoyun said, "If it's really what you said, Feng Qi is not your opponent, you won't be hurt like this by him, and you won't enter here alone."

"You didn't believe me from the beginning? You are delaying time!" Before he finished speaking, the cave suddenly trembled violently.

The momentary change distracted Xi Chen, a flash of sword light flashed in the cave, and there was only a thud——

Ji Chaoyun drew Feng Xiao's sword, and pierced Xi Chen's waist and abdomen with one sword.

This matching sword is a magic weapon of the gods, and it pierced through the demon armor on Xi Chen's body with one blow.With horror on his face, he shouted angrily, grabbed Ji Chaoyun's arm and violently threw him to the other side of the stone wall.

Ji Zhaoyun bumped his back against the stone wall, he tasted the smell of blood in his throat, and his eyes turned black.He fell to the ground weakly, trembling and curling up in the corner of the stone wall.

The tremors in the cave became more and more severe, and the stones continued to collapse and fall.Deep in the water flow, eddies are rolled up, and the water splashes in all directions.

Ji Zhaoyun tried his best to raise his head, but saw that the bottomless cold pool suddenly parted on both sides, and a white tiger jumped out of the water.

Feng Qi rode on the white tiger, wearing a golden brocade robe that was almost stained red with blood, it was hard to tell whether it was his or someone else's.He knew at a glance that he had gone through a very difficult battle, his face was stained with blood, and there was a tinge of sternness between his brows.

But when his eyes touched Ji Chaoyun, he softened: "Chaoyun, how are you?"

Ji Zhaoyun's heart was full of anger and blood. He propped up his upper body and shook his head with difficulty: "You came so late, and you said you would take me out."

"It can't be my fault!" Feng Qi shook a long knife in his hand, and said aggrievedly, "I didn't know that the weapons of Immortal Realm couldn't kill a demon of his level, so I can only snatch the one from the demon race." Use it, it’s too inconvenient.”

"..."

Feng Qi winked at him with a smile: "Don't be afraid, I'll take you back right away."

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Xi Chen on the other side of the cave.

Xi Chen seemed to have been seriously injured by Ji Zhaoyun's sword. He pressed his waist and abdomen hard, panting lightly with his back against the stone wall.Seeing Feng Qi walking towards him, he didn't dodge or dodge, and looked at him calmly.

Linghu slowly came to Xi Chen, roaring lowly, revealing his blood-red jaw and fangs.

"Are you injured?" Feng Qi frowned, looked back at Ji Chaoyun, and said in astonishment, "Did you hit him?"

"...It's not him, it's Feng Xiao." Xi Chen pressed the bleeding wound and sneered softly, "I never thought that Feng Xiao's magic weapon sealed here was actually his personal sword."

Feng Qi was startled, and finally realized something.

"I received a sword from the magic weapon of the gods. It seems that I can't escape today, but I also died unjustly." Xi Chen's eyes were bloodied, and his laughter was low and piercing. "Here is the sword of the ancient gods, which proves that Feng Xiao...is dead and gone."

Feng Qi shouted angrily: "Shut up!"

"Are you afraid?" Xi Chen smiled even more, "Yes, you should be afraid... Feng Xiao is dead, and God Realm has abandoned you, and Immortal Realm... is over!"

Feng Qi swung the long knife in his hand, and chopped off Xi Chen's head with one blow.

The head rolled weakly on the ground a few times, and fell into the deep pool with a plop.

The cave finally returned to calm, Feng Qi casually tossed the long knife aside, jumped off the spirit tiger, and walked quickly to Ji Chaoyun's side.

He bent down and squatted down, his voice was very soft: "Chaoyun, it's okay...I killed him."

Ji Chaoyun did not respond.

He was lying on the ground, curled up, unable to see his expression clearly.

"Chaoyun, you... don't listen to him, what happened to Feng Xiao, he is still waiting for you in God's Domain, you... what's wrong with you?"

Feng Qi frowned, and finally realized something was wrong.He hugged Ji Chaoyun into his arms, only to find that his body was trembling slightly: "What's going on, where did you get hurt, let me see—"

"No... no need..." Ji Zhaoyun's face was pale, the severe pain raging in the viscera and meridians made him almost speechless, "I know what this is..."

It felt the most familiar to him.

In the three months he spent with Feng Xiao, he had witnessed the appearance of the other party's poisonous hair countless times.

The poison of the demon race.

He raised his head to look at the sharp blade embedded in the stone wall, still glowing with coldness, and smiled slightly: "So you felt this way at the beginning..."

Ji Chaoyun soon became unconscious, and in a trance, he felt Feng Qi holding his wrist and poking into his spiritual veins.

"Don't be afraid, the poison is not deep, I can help you."

……what are you going to do?

This is demonic poison, how could you possibly be able to cure it.

Ji Chaoyun struggled instinctively, but Feng Qi held down his hands and feet and pulled him into his arms forcefully.

Feng Qi lowered her head, leaned into his ear and said softly:

"Do you still remember what you promised me just now, I killed those demons, you want me to kiss you."

"There's nothing you can do if you don't like it. You can't move now, so you can only let me take advantage of it."

"Close your eyes, I'm going to kiss you."

Before completely losing consciousness, Ji Chaoyun felt a cool and soft touch from his lips.

The smell of blood spread in this long kiss, and the turbulent demonic poison in Ji Zhaoyun's body was transferred into the other's body bit by bit along with this kiss.

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感谢在2019-12-0919:09:32~2019-12-1017:48:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Xiaoxi, Lili, and a little raccoon;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 15 bottles of Yuge; 2 bottles of Jiujiu and Xiaochao;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!