After Cultivating With the Enemy

Ji Zhaoyun lowered his eyes, clasped his hands on the table and tightened his knuckles.

He remembered that Feng Qi said before that he wanted to touch his dragon horn, since he wanted to do what he liked... so he should like it, right?

Ji Chaoyun lowered his head, and with a heartbeat, he closed his eyes and sent the dragon horn in the direction of Feng Qi.

But Feng Qi still didn't move, the two of them were in such a stalemate for a long time, Ji Chaoyun couldn't stand it anymore: "If it doesn't work, forget it, I'll change to another one!"

Feng Qi suddenly raised his hand, and lightly brushed the dragon horn on the other's forehead with his fingertips.

Ji Chaoyun was unprepared, and immediately went limp.

"Don't open your eyes." Feng Qi put one hand on Ji Chaoyun's shoulder and ordered, "Don't move either."

Ji Chaoyun flinched, and really gave up struggling.His brows were tightly furrowed, the heat on his side face instantly burned up, and his dangling legs stepped on Feng Qi's legs in a daze, slightly weakening.

Feng Qi saw all his reactions in his eyes, and his eyes were faintly red.

Just touch the dragon's horn and that's it. If you touch other places, shouldn't you cry?

A certain longing and desire in his heart was like a fire, which made Feng Qi's brain humming, and his reason was almost on the verge of collapse.

He took a silent breath, closed his eyes, and forced himself to calm down.

No, it will scare him.

It was hard for Ji Chaoyun not to reject him, not to be too impatient, and not to hurt him.

but……

Feng Qi raised his eyes to look at the trembling dragon's horns, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

Now that I have come to my door, I should bully or bully.

Feng Qi raised his hand, and his fingertips landed on the pair of silver dragon horns again.

He had already sneaked around once when Ji Zhaoyun was drunk last time, but that time he was worried about disturbing him, so he touched it extremely carefully.

But this time is different.

This time Ji Chaoyun is unbelievably obedient.

Obviously, he was terribly afraid of that feeling, and would instinctively shrink back when touched, but he still forced himself to obediently send out the dragon horn, even after feeling Feng Qi stopped moving, he took the initiative to send himself to his hand superior.

...too foul.

Ji Chaoyun was trembling finely, he could hardly sit still, if Feng Qi hadn't supported his shoulder, he might have slid off the table.

Feng Qi caressed the dragon's horn on purpose, and after feeling the trembling of the other party, he asked in a low voice: "Is it uncomfortable?"

"..."

"Aren't you trying to coax me?" Feng Qi licked his lips, his voice was low and hoarse, "Xiaolong, tell me, is it uncomfortable... or like it?"

"...No, it's not uncomfortable." Ji Chaoyun replied in a low voice, the end of which was trembling strangely.

"That's why I like it." Feng Qi lightened his strength, fingertips seemed to carelessly fiddle with the soft fluff, and asked patiently, "How about this, do you like it this way?"

Ji Chaoyun suddenly trembled even more, and finally raised his hand and grabbed Feng Qi's wrist unbearably: "Don't..."

Ji Zhaoyun's eye sockets were a little red, and his eyes became clearer and more moist.He glanced at Feng Qi, then lowered his head like a cover-up, his whole body exuded a soft and pitiful aura.

It's like being bullied.

Feng Qi stared at him, feeling that if he didn't stop, the fire in his heart would never be suppressed.

He withdrew his hand and coughed lightly as if nothing had happened: "This time you pass the test."

Ji Zhaoyun finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

Feng Qi said: "Wait for another three days, when my cultivation is completely recovered, we will set off to the world."

"……it is good."

Feng Qi felt itchy when he saw Ji Zhaoyun being rubbed by others, he went back to the seat with dry mouth and sat down, took a sip from the tea cup in his hand: "By the way, do you want to..."

Before he finished speaking, the clothes on the table were empty, and a little silver dragon slipped from among the scattered clothes, and fell lightly to the ground.

"..."

Xiao Yinlong nimbly jumped onto the table, put the map pearl hairpin into the spirit storage ring, quickly packed the things like packing a small package, and then looked up at him: "What did you just say?"

Feng Qi swallowed the "Do you want to stay for something to eat" that came to his lips, and said calmly: "It's nothing, you go back, I'll send someone to Chang Yuanxie to buy some pastries for you later."

"Oh, yes." Xiaolong grabbed the spirit storage ring and jumped off the table, turned his head and said, "Order more sweet-scented osmanthus cakes."

Feng Qi smiled: "Yes, I know."

Satisfied, Xiaolong quickly slipped away from the window with his little baggage.

Feng Qi looked at the direction Ji Chaoyun was leaving for a long time, then lowered his head and glanced under the table inexplicably, with a complicated mood: "Why does he run away like me after coming to prostitute..."

Three days later, Feng Qi's cultivation was restored, and he and Ji Chaoyun left Fengming Valley for the human world.

On the winding and rugged mountain road, a carriage moved forward slowly.

Ji Zhaoyun lifted the curtain of the car and looked out, and there was already a little bit of blue sea in the distance, which almost merged with the sky.

They have been out looking for several days, but they have found nothing.

There are dotted villages here, all of which are built by the mountains and the sea.Due to the complicated terrain, if the two of them are found by Yukong, there will be some omissions.I had no choice but to pretend to be a business traveler, rent a carriage, and in the name of buying goods, find a guide to lead a search from village to village.

In the carriage, Feng Qi looked down and focused on something.

Ji Chaoyun asked: "Still looking at the merit book?"

"Yes." Feng Qi beckoned to him, "You also come and have a look."

It has been more than a month since they left the academy. They came here for training, but after being involved in the conspiracy of the demons, they put the matter on hold.

Ji Chaoyun hasn't read the merit book since Mount Sumeru, it's not that he forgot about it, it's just that there are priorities, even if he really missed an assessment to investigate the demons, he has no other choice.

Hearing what Feng Qi said at this moment, he stepped forward and took the merit book handed over by the other party.

In order for them to take care of each other, when Tianshu Xianjun gave the merit book to the two, he cast a spell so that the two of them could share the merit, but the value of each person's accumulated merit was different.

This time Feng Qi is going down to the realm with Ji Chaoyun, and he doesn't care how much merit he has accumulated.

He threw his book aside, pointed to the merit book in Ji Chaoyun's hand, and said with a smile, "See how many you have already?"

Ji Zhaoyun moved his eyes to the bottom of the book, and a strange number came into view.

Total merit value: 130 and [-] points.

Ji Zhaoyun was startled: "How could it be..."

"Mount Sumeru." Feng Qi explained, "Don't forget, you not only killed monsters in Mount Sumeru, but also killed a demon protector, so naturally it can be counted as merit."

Ji Zhaoyun's eyes brightened slightly: "That is to say——"

"As long as we can successfully wipe out the demon stronghold during this trip, your merits will be full of three thousand."

According to Hongmeng Academy's regulations, if the lower realm experience merit points have accumulated to [-], they can be directly counted as the first grade in the assessment.

Ji Chaoyun read the merit book carefully again, and put it away carefully.

Seeing his actions, Feng Qi felt a little sore in his heart.

Feng Xiao's portable sword is still on Ji Chaoyun's body. It is impossible for him not to understand what this means, but from Mount Sumeru to now, he has not shown too obvious sadness.

This is completely different from what Feng Qi thought at the beginning.

Feng Qi couldn't figure out what Ji Chaoyun was thinking in his heart now, and he didn't dare to ask rashly, lest he would be irritated.

But judging from his performance today, Ji Chaoyun still wants to pass the promotion assessment, and one day leap to the Heavenly Gate and go to God's Domain.

Feng Qi was a little unhappy, but fortunately, the carriage finally stopped after a while.

They arrived at a small fishing village called Linhai Village.

This Linhai village is considered rich among the neighboring villages. Most of the local people make a living by fishing and are self-sufficient. There are also many foreigners who come here to buy goods.

"Our Linhai Village is rich in products, and the seafood we produce is also the best in this area. You two, come here with me..." The guide introduced Feng Qi and Ji Chaoyun earnestly while leading Feng Qi and Ji Chaoyun into the village.

Feng Qi casually asked: "Since this place is the best, why didn't you bring us here in the first place?"

"This..." The guide was nearly fifty years old, hunched over, paused, and smiled apologetically, "Isn't it a long journey, and I want to save you two troubles. Unexpectedly, you two have unique eyesight, and you can see at a glance... ..."

"That's enough, that's enough." Feng Qi gave him the ingot and silver, and said, "Let's go and see the goods first."

"okay."

As soon as the two entered the village, they attracted many villagers to watch.

There are actually quite a few foreigners who come here, but few are as handsome as these two.Especially Feng Qi, his handsome eyebrows are always smiling, and his eyes roll when he speaks, fascinated by the young women watching from the side laughing.

Ji Chaoyun followed behind him, his face suddenly darkened.

Feng Qi didn't realize it, and walked and chatted with the guide, and was directly led to the largest house in the village.

This is the residence of the head of Linhai Village.

Naturally, the homes of the common people in the village cannot compare with those in the big city. The furnishings in the houses are simple, and there is a faint smell of fish in the air.Only in front of the house was a statue of a god made of gold.

There was a young woman in the house who was mending fishing nets. The guide gave her a few simple instructions and then went to the back room.

The woman put down her needlework and poured two cups of tea for the two.

Feng Qi took it smoothly and said with a smile, "Thank you."

"No, you're welcome!" The woman's cheeks were flushed, she put the teapot down, turned her head and ran away.

Ji Chaoyun: "..."

There were only the two of them left in the room, Feng Qi's eyes could not stop drifting towards the god statue, the more he looked at it, the more amusing he became, and finally he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Ji Chaoyun was upset and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Feng Qi walked to the side of the altar, frowned and looked at the god statue: "They made your father...cough, they made the Lingyuan Sea Dragon King too ugly."

"..." Ji Chaoyun said sourly, "It's not as good-looking as you."

"?"

Feng Qi didn't know where he had offended this ancestor again, he blinked blankly, and before he could ask, the sound of footsteps came from the back room.

The guide helped an old man out.

The village chief is over half a century old, with gray hair and a cane, and he can't stop coughing after taking two steps.

The village chief sat down in front of the two and asked, "Are you here to buy?"

Feng Qi said: "Yes, we want to take a look first..."

"What's there to see!" The village head suddenly changed his face, and interrupted without explanation, "We don't have the goods you want here, please go back."

Feng Qi pretended to be a wealthy businessman and traveled all the way, he was used to flattery and salesmen, but he had never seen anyone who pushes business outside.

He smiled and said, "Old man, I saw a lot of seafood piled up in your backyard just now, why don't you have any?"

The guide didn't seem to expect the village head to be so unkind. He leaned over to his ear and was about to say something, but the village head suddenly stood up and shouted, "If I say I won't sell it, I won't sell it. Why can't I keep it for myself? Want to sell it to you?!"

Ji Chaoyun and Feng Qi looked at each other, and when they were about to speak, Feng Qi pulled him from behind.

Feng Qi shook his head at him calmly, at this moment, another person suddenly pushed the door in: "Father, why are you making old mistakes again?"

The person who came was a man in his early thirties, with a strong figure and dark skin. He looked like a local fisherman.

He smiled at the two of them, and said: "My father has often been insane recently, and he rushes out whenever he sees people. Don't be surprised, my lord. Uncle Li, help my father in."

"I, I'm not sick! I just don't want to sell him—" The village chief was dragged by the guide to the backyard, and he tried his best to turn his head and yell at Feng Qi and the two, "You foreigners, get out, get out!"

It wasn't until those two people left the main room that Feng Qi asked: "I don't know why the village chief rejects foreigners so much?"

"Before, I was deceived by a few people from other places who came to do business. I was a little stimulated and felt that no one could be trusted." The man sighed and added, "I'm not talking about the two of you. , of course it won't be like this, my father..."

Feng Qi said: "We understand."

"It's fine if you don't mind." The man smiled apologetically, "My surname is Xu, and you can call me Third Brother Xu. Shall I show you the goods?"

"Xu San...Brother? Okay." His Royal Highness Feng Er has lived for more than 300 years, and this is the first time someone asks him to address him like this, which is a little strange for a while.

He smiled and shook his head, seeing Ji Chaoyun wanted to follow, he quietly gave him a hand.

Ji Chaoyun asked: "What?"

Feng Qi said softly: "You must be very tired after sitting in the carriage all day, go outside and wait first, I'll go and see the goods."

Ji Chaoyun raised his eyes to meet Feng Qi's gaze, and with a thought, he nodded: "Okay."

Feng Qi followed Xu San to the backyard, while Ji Chaoyun came out from the front door and stopped in the front yard.Earlier, the woman was squatting in front of the yard washing a handful of dried shrimps. Looking far away, she could vaguely hear the sound of hawking in the market in the distance, and the sound of waves approaching from the coast further away.

Ji Chaoyun released his spiritual power to investigate around, but found nothing.

The people here live peacefully and seem to be normal, but for some reason, Ji Zhaoyun feels that everything here is weird.

What is wrong...

Ji Chaoyun was in a daze, when he suddenly felt someone approaching, he turned around suddenly.

Fifteen or sixteen years old girl looked at Shang Ji Zhaoyun's cold gaze unsuspectingly, let out an "ah" in fright, and subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Sorry." Ji Zhaoyun looked down, only to see that the other party was holding a low stool in his hand, "For me?"

"En." The woman was still in shock, and quickly put down the low stool, "Sir, sit down and wait."

Ji Chaoyun sat down as promised, and the woman went back to wash the sea rice.

He looked at it quietly for a while, then suddenly asked, "Have any strange things happened to you here recently?"

"Strange thing?" The woman stopped and blinked in confusion, "Young master, what strange thing are you talking about?"

Ji Chaoyun said: "Anything is fine. For example, someone disappeared, died in a strange way, or... a big change in temperament?"

The woman frowned and thought for a moment, then shook her head: "I haven't heard of it. However, in the past few months, many fellow villagers have gone fishing. I heard that they have found an island far away from here. It is good to go there every time. For a long time. My elder brother and second elder brother also went with them, sending many fish back every day, but no one came back.”

She closed her eyes and said in a low voice: "Earlier, they would come back from time to time, but for some reason, they haven't come back recently. I haven't seen them for almost half a month."

half moon.

Ji Zhaoyun frowned slightly, his eyes darkened.

Half a month ago, it was the time when they were attacked on Mount Sumeru.

Ji Zhaoyun fell silent and did not speak for a long time.

The woman looked up at him, and after a long while, she finally plucked up her courage: "My lord, I answered your question, can you answer my question?"

"You said."

The woman glanced in the direction of the backyard, turned her head, and asked in a low voice, "Is the young man who is walking with you ever married?"

"..."

Linhai Village is located in a remote place, and the folk customs are simple and civilized, which is very different from the Central Plains.

The woman showed a shy face, and explained hesitantly: "No, it's not that I want to ask, but many people asked me to ask, everyone wants to know..."

Ji Zhaoyun looked at the girl silently, his heart broke, and he replied: "He is married."

The woman was startled.

Ji Chaoyun closed his eyes and said softly, "With me."

"I have met my parents, relatives and friends, and I have worshiped the world."

"He is my husband."

There was a loud bang behind him, Ji Zhaoyun suddenly turned his head and met Feng Qi's surprised gaze.

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