After Cultivating With the Enemy

Hongmeng Academy, meeting hall.

The curfew time has long passed, and the meeting hall is still brightly lit, and the atmosphere is so dignified that it is breathless.

The little disciple kneeling in the hall finished translating the content of the letter, and tremblingly held out a wooden box.

The atmosphere suddenly sank to freezing point.

After a long time, Tianshu let out a long sigh: "They want Feng Qi?"

"Can they give us what they want?" Kai Yang shouted, "Lingyuanhai is too deceptive! Jiangcheng!"

Jiang Cheng's face was very ugly, his eyes were fixed on the wooden box in the disciple's hand, Kai Yang called out again before he came back to his senses: "... Immortal Venerable."

Kai Yang: "Immediately summon all the disciples to go out to search. They first attacked the market town at the foot of the mountain, and then kidnapped Ji Chaoyun and Jun Ruzhuo without anyone noticing. There must be many people. I don't believe they can't find their hiding place!"

"Kaiyang Lord..." Tianshu was about to speak when he suddenly realized something.

At that moment, everyone's movements froze.

They all shifted their sights to the outside of the meeting hall door by coincidence, and the hall door burst open, and a figure stood in front of the hall.

Feng Qi's robe was billowed in the strong wind outside the hall, his expression was extremely gloomy: "I'll go."

Tianshu said in a daze: "You..."

As if Feng Qi had never heard of it, he went straight to the little disciple and stretched out his hand: "Give it to me."

The little disciple who delivered the message glanced at the person in front of him, and then at the Tianshu Immortal Venerable sitting in the hall, and felt that the aura of the headmaster of Hongmeng Academy was a bit inferior to this person in front of him.

He swallowed, and carefully handed over the thing in his hand.

Feng Qi took the wooden box, opened it, and there was a piece of blood-stained dragon scale lying quietly inside.

The dragon scales glowed with silvery light, and under the reflection of the light in the hall, they were radiant and beautiful, shockingly beautiful.

Feng Qi's hand trembled heavily, and he slammed the wooden box shut.

A strong wind blew outside the hall, and the unclosed door of the hall swept in, blowing the utensils in the hall and rattling.

At the same moment, everyone present felt an extremely powerful and breathless coercion.

"Feng Qi!" Bai Qiuyue said loudly, "Calm down."

"I'm very calm." Feng Qi lowered his eyes, carefully put away the wooden box, and walked towards the outside of the hall.

Tianshu asked: "Feng Qi, where are you going?"

"Go find him."

"There are many doubts about this matter, and we need to think about it in the long run." Tianshu said, "Ji Chaoyun is the eldest son of Lingyuan Sea Dragon King. He did not hesitate to hurt Ji Chaoyun to avenge the third prince. This is unreasonable. They must have another purpose to lure you out. Don't fall for it."

"The dragon scale belongs to him." Feng Qi stroked the surface of the wooden box with his fingertips, and said softly, "I can hear him calling me. He is in pain."

"But your Xianli has not stabilized—"

"Uncle, don't worry, I'm fine." There was a golden light in Feng Qi's eyes, as if something deeply suppressed was slowly recovering from those eyes, "I've never felt better."

In a dark cave.

Ji Chaoyun collapsed under the stone wall, his limbs curled up tightly, trembling uncontrollably in the pain.

His whole body seemed to be drenched in cold sweat, and his thick eyelashes were wet, making his complexion even more abnormally pale.Half of his sleeve was stained red with blood, and the blood dripped down the ground between his fingers, leaving a winding trace.

Suddenly, someone approached him.

Ji Zhaoyun's eyes turned black, and he could hardly see who was coming.

He slowly curled up his body, as if he wanted to hide himself with this movement.It was a helpless and feeble protective gesture, but it didn't help, the silver chain rustled, and a hand came out of the darkness and tugged at his wrist.

"Don't..." The silver chain had drawn two deep bloodstains on the slender wrist, which were left by the struggle just now.

Ji Zhaoyun shivered tremblingly, but no matter what, he couldn't break free from the hand holding his wrist.

"Don't be afraid." The man took his wrist with one hand, and gently rolled up his sleeves, revealing the hideous injury on his forearm.A stream of water condensed in the palm of his other hand, slowly covering the wound.

"Ugh!" The sharp pain spread all over his body instantly, Ji Zhaoyun bit his lips tightly, and let out a suppressed sob.

The Dragon King closed his eyes, hiding the trace of reluctance in his eyes: "Father knows that you are in pain, and sea water can relieve the injury, bear with it."

The voice seemed to have awakened Ji Chaoyun's consciousness. He opened his eyes, glanced at the man in front of him, lowered his eyes, and didn't make any more sound.

After a long time, the Dragon King put away his spell, and the dripping wound finally stopped bleeding.

"I remember, you have been afraid of pain since you were a child." The Dragon King sat on the ground beside Ji Zhaoyun, and his fingertips stroked the blood on Ji Zhaoyun's wrist pitifully, "When you first started practicing, you always came to me for any minor illness or injury. Crying, I need to hug and coax her for a while to get better."

Ji Zhaoyun's eyes were slightly closed, and he ignored it.

"...I've been thinking these years, what would you do if you were sick and injured and no one would hug you after you left Lingyuanhai?"

Ji Zhaoyun's eyelashes trembled slightly, and finally opened his eyes: "...Get out."

Half of the Dragon King's handsome face was hidden in the darkness. After standing for a long time, he finally let go of his hand: "Yan'er, do you still remember what I told you that in the deepest part of Lingyuan Sea, there is a Pearl of Dinghai? Holding the pearl Those who do so will have the right to rule the four seas and become the supreme king of Lingyuan Sea."

"All these years, Jun Jue has been trying to find out where the Pearl is from me. I have never told him or anyone else. Do you want to know where I hid that thing?"

Ji Chaoyun was stunned for a moment, vaguely feeling that there was some deep meaning in these words, but the sharp pain in the wound made him unable to think: "What are you talking about..."

The Dragon King glanced outside the cave, and the light mirror had long since disappeared.He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but held back.

He raised his hand to touch Ji Zhaoyun's long silver hair that had returned to its original shape due to the pain, and sighed: "Let's talk about something else."

"I heard from Ah Zhuo that Feng Qi... treats you very well?" When the name was mentioned, there was an indescribable complex emotion in the Dragon King's eyes, but he quickly hid it away and smiled lightly. , "Although I'm a little unwilling, but this is good, so I can rest assured."

Ji Chaoyun: "You...why are you telling me this?"

The Dragon King smiled without saying a word, and then said softly: "I have two major regrets in this life, and one major regret. I regret that I let you go down to the earth to practice and hurt you so far. I regret not listening to your advice and trusting others. It is a pity that now I have deep regrets. It's too late to regret."

Ji Zhaoyun buried his face in his knees, and after a long time he asked in a trembling voice, "What's the matter?"

The Dragon King looked at him steadfastly, with a look of pain finally showing in his eyes: "I'm sorry...I can't apologize to you personally, father and son are at peace."

Ji Zhaoyun raised his head suddenly, his red eyes were full of disbelief: "What the hell are you..."

"Your son wants to beat you to the bone now, how much more do you have to talk to him?" The glazed mirror flew into the cave and stopped in front of the two of them.

The Dragon King immediately restrained all his expressions, he stood up, and there was no clue on his calm face: "If we can persuade him to use it for me, it will be beneficial to our plan."

"For my use? Your son can't do it. In this world, is there anyone who hates demons more than him?" Guang Jing looked Ji Chaoyun up and down, and a smiling voice came from inside, "I really like you The eyes, let me think about where I saw it..."

The voice paused, and then said: "I remember...it's Feng Xiao. That's how Feng Xiao looked at me back then, it's exactly the same."

The light mirror slowly approached Ji Chaoyun, and the Dragon King stood sideways in front of him: "Didn't I tell you not to come in and disturb me when I was talking to him?"

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in listening to your father and son's gossip. I just came to remind you that it's half an hour."

The Dragon King's expression suddenly changed.

The mirror turned to Ji Chaoyun, and the cloud said lightly: "Peel another piece of dragon scale and send it. If the dawn has not responded, I will also dig out these eyes and send it together. How can I be alone with the things I like?" appreciate?"

The Dragon King's face was extremely ugly, he turned his head bluntly, and his eyes fell on Ji Chaoyun.

Under the gaze of Guang Jing, he squatted down and took Ji Zhaoyun's hand again.

"No..." Ji Chaoyun flinched, only to feel that the other party's fingers holding him were trembling slightly, almost bitingly cold.

The Dragon King looked deeply into Ji Zhaoyun's eyes, and there was a soft light in those eyes, which were exactly the same as Ji Zhaoyun's: "Don't be afraid, close your eyes."

Ji Zhaoyun closed his eyes, and immediately felt a hand land on his forearm, touching a few dragon scales that were still intact.Not far from the original wound, the few dragon scales were tightly attached to the texture, and the edges of the scales glowed with a clear silver light, trembling slightly because of the master's fear.

The Dragon King took a deep breath, brushed the trembling dragon scales lightly with his fingertips, and suddenly heard a voice say: "Wait—"

It's Yan Huaqing.

The light mirror turned the mirror to face the direction of the cave entrance, and the joy in the voice could not be hidden: "He is here, he is finally here..."

The night was heavy, and the roar of tigers resounded through the mountains.

A hurricane blew up in the open space outside the cave, and a huge body covered the moonlight and descended from the sky with the strong wind.

Before the attendants guarding the cave had time to see who was coming, they were sent flying with a strong force, knocking down a thick tree trunk.

The white tiger folded its pure white wings, Feng Qi's eyes fell on the deep hole, and his voice was cold: "Get out."

A glazed light mirror flew out of the hole.

Feng Qi narrowed his eyes: "What are you?"

"You don't know me anymore? That's right, you don't remember anything." The blurred mirror surface seemed to be blown away by the thick fog, and the water waves stirred and rippling away, revealing a face of a strange man.

That face was extremely deep-lined, with handsome features and a hint of bright red in his eyes.Unlike the demons I have seen before, there is no evil in his eyes.He smiled, his smile was elegant and calm, but there was a chilling coldness in it.

He looked at Feng Qi with such a smile, and said in a gentle voice, "No matter what, I'm still very happy to see you again."

Feng Qi's expression was gloomy, and he asked each word in a cold voice: "Where are my people?"

The man seemed dissatisfied with his answer, and tilted his head slightly, but he still patiently explained: "It's safe in the cave with his father."

Feng Qi's face didn't soften, and he said again: "You send a letter to Hongmeng Academy, saying that I will release him when I arrive. Now that I am here, let him out."

Slight footsteps sounded at the entrance of the cave, Feng Qi raised his eyes and saw that it was the Dragon King who came out.

This was the first time Feng Qi saw the Lingyuan Sea Dragon King, even in such a tense atmosphere, he still felt a little strange.

When the Lingyuan Sea Dragon King was young, he led the aquarium to pacify the four seas, eliminate water monsters, control floods, and save countless Liming people. He has developed Lingyuan Sea to this day with his own strength.

But the person in front of him didn't seem to be as gracious as the rumors said.

He seemed to have aged many years this night, with an easily detectable tired look on his brows, he looked at Feng Qiyao.

Feng Qi stared at the face that was three points similar to Ji Chaoyun, before he could say anything, Yan Huaqing said: "It's natural to let him go, but, His Majesty the Dragon King wants to ask you a few questions."

Feng Qi said: "I killed Jun Jue, come to me for revenge."

The smile in Yan Huaqing's eyes deepened, and he said with a smile: "Did you hear that, His Majesty the Dragon King, he said that if you want revenge, go to him."

The Dragon King smiled slightly: "I thought that the Lord would not be willing to hand over this person's life to me."

Yan Huaqing said: "Wherever it is, you should avenge your revenge with your own hands."

"That's right." The Dragon King's eyes drooped, and the cold light in his palm condensed, turning into a slender fairy sword.

The edge of his sword lightly drew an arc in front of him, with him as the center, a silver-white light array suddenly rose in the open space.

Beams of light rose from around the two of them, swept into the air, interweaved into a net above their heads, and gathered together tightly.

Bai Hu roared anxiously, and was comforted by Feng Qi.

"This formation is one of the trapped formations that Lingyuanhai never spreads. When this formation falls, no one can escape from it unless the cultivation of the formation is exhausted." The Dragon King raised his sword and pointed at Feng Qi, and said calmly, "Today you I'm doomed to lose one of my lives here."

Feng Qi's eyebrows tightened, he jumped off the white tiger with his toes, and also pulled out a sword from the void: "That can only be you."

The swords of the two men glowed with spiritual power, and the dark clouds in the sky pressed down on the formation. The powerful spiritual pressure formed by the confrontation stirred up in this open space.

But at this moment, Yan Huaqing suddenly said: "No, please wait."

The light mirror floated between the two, for some reason, Feng Qi vaguely felt that the Dragon King's expression was slightly relaxed.But that feeling was fleeting, as if it was just an illusion.

"I naturally hope that His Majesty the Dragon King can fulfill his wish and kill the enemy with his own hands, but this person has been entangled with me for a long time, and I am really reluctant to let him die in the hands of others. So... I changed my mind. "

While he was speaking, wisps of black smoke slowly seeped out from the mirror, forming a slender figure in front of the mirror.

The man in red took half a step forward, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes: "It's such an interesting thing to kill you, I still have to do it myself."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Feng Qi stretched out his long sword, and said coldly, "You can come one by one, or together, move quickly, don't waste time."

"But it's disrespectful."

In the silver-white light array, two figures were fighting fast.

The Dragon King stood beside him quietly, looking at the two figures with deep eyes, as if he was quietly waiting for something.

"Too weak...or too weak..." Yan Huaqing had a smile in his eyes, even in such an intense fight, he still seemed to be able to handle it with ease, "Your appearance is not even one ten-thousandth of what Feng Xiao was back then, what face do you have?" stand right here."

Feng Qi's eyes sank, and the light of spiritual power on the sword suddenly increased.

"Yes, that's right." Yan Huaqing's voice was gentle, with a hint of encouragement, "This is what it should be, continue."

There was a golden light in Feng Qi's eyes, and the movements of swinging the sword became stronger and stronger each time.

He hasn't finished his retreat yet, and hasn't learned how to control his power, so he shouldn't be using Xianli at this time.Forcibly mobilizing his spiritual power, his heart and blood surged, and the meridians all over his body issued a warning of danger, as if he was about to collapse due to the unbearable power.

But he didn't back down, but urged his spiritual power again and again.

almost.

It's almost done.

The power hidden in the deepest part of the sea of ​​consciousness, which has been sealed for nearly 300 years, trembles wildly under the call of the master, and is almost about to come out majesticly.

Pfft——!

Yan Huaqing's body suddenly paused.

A slender fairy sword pierced out from behind him and pierced his chest.

Faced with Feng Qi's increasingly domineering sword intent, even Yan Huaqing had to go all out, and finally revealed a fatal flaw.

Yan Huaqing looked down at the sword that pierced her chest, and at the same time, Feng Qi's sword had already landed on Yan Huaqing's throat.

"just kill me."

Yan Huaqing smiled softly. Behind him, the Dragon King's figure suddenly flickered, and a mouthful of blood gushed out from his mouth.

——As if he was the one who was stabbed by the sword.

Feng Qi frowned suspiciously: "What's going on?"

The Dragon King shouted: "Don't ask, hurry up!"

"I'll tell you what's going on." Yan Huaqing raised her hand, pointing to her heart pierced by the sharp sword, "The ones that are placed here are the dragon balls of this old thing."

Feng Qi was startled: "How come..."

"Who made this old thing stupid. When Jun Yan lost his dragon ball, Lingyuan Sea Dragon King searched everywhere for a cure but failed, so he wanted to dig out his own dragon ball and give it to him."

Yan Huaqing seemed to have thought of something extremely interesting, and smiled softly: "Dragon San coveted the position of Dragon King for a long time, and he even did not hesitate to cooperate with the Demon Race. But since Jun Yan lost the Dragon Ball, the Dragon King wanted to break off the cooperation with Demon Realm .For the sake of one son, he forced the other son to die. Long San was desperate, so he sent a letter to me and betrayed his biological father."

"Long San helped me infiltrate the Dragon King's body with the magic breath when he cut the pill. In this way, this dragon ball became my property before it could be given to Jun Yan."

"After being invaded by the devil's breath and failing to dissect the alchemy, the Dragon King didn't even suspect his son. Instead, he listened to Long San's words and thought that there were spies in Lingyuan Sea. So, according to Long San's suggestion, he drove Jun Yan out Ling Yuanhai, send him to the world to avoid disaster. Tell me, how can there be such a stupid person in this world?"

"Shut up!" the Dragon King sternly shouted, "Feng Qi, Yan Huaqing practiced magic skills and was able to separate the three souls. The one hidden in the mirror is one of his souls. I set up this game to lure him out of the mirror. Come out, kill him quickly, don't let him escape."

"But you—"

"He didn't dare to kill me." Yan Huaqing said softly, "My spirit and your dragon ball have already merged into one. If you kill me, won't your dragon ball be broken?"

"You..." Feng Qi's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and hatred welled up in his eyes.

"Feng Qi, Yan'er is still waiting for you."

The Dragon King said calmly: "Yan Huaqing controls my Dragon Ball, I can't kill him, only you can."

"I have done too many wrong things in this life. One wrong step, one wrong step. Before coming here, I have made arrangements. After my death, all the truth will be revealed, and all the responsibilities will be borne by me."

"Yan'er will restore the status of the Dragon King Prince. I don't care if he is a fairy or a demon, he is my child."

"I didn't want to hurt him, but I hurt him the most. If you want, wait for him to heal and apologize to him for me..."

"Go ahead."

The next moment, Feng Qi swung his sword down, piercing Yan Huaqing's throat.