After Cultivating With the Enemy

Feng Qi drew out his sword, Yan Huaqing's body collapsed to the ground.A large stream of blood came out from the wound on his throat, but there was no trace of pain on his face, but he still had a smile on his face.

"Well done, Feng Qi, you didn't disappoint me."

The person who fell on the ground was already speechless, but the icy snake-like voice still rang close to Feng Qi's ears, and even the tone of voice remained unchanged: "Although it's a little different from what I expected, fortunately, the result is similar. Now that my wish has been fulfilled, let's say goodbye for now."

Yan Huaqing's blood-stained eyes moved and landed on Feng Qi, and she smiled: "Feng Qi, look forward to our next meeting."

After these words fell, Yan Huaqing's body turned into a black smoke again, which was blown away by the wind.

The barrier suddenly shattered, and the Dragon King finally exhausted his last breath of strength.

He staggered to the ground, but was caught by a pair of arms.

The Dragon King turned his head and met Feng Qi's expressionless face.Feng Qi pressed his palm against the opponent's vest, and the pure spiritual power poured in slowly, stabilizing the spiritual vein that was gradually collapsing due to the loss of the Dragon Ball.

The Dragon King was as angry as a silk: "You... I deserve what I did, you don't need to save me..."

"If you die here, he will be sad." Feng Qi closed his eyes and said coldly, "I have already killed his brother with my own hands, if I kill his father again, how will I face him in the future."

The Dragon King opened his mouth hesitantly, but didn't say anything, but shifted his gaze to the shattered glazed mirror.

"Yan Huaqing is not dead yet."

Feng Qi's eyebrows sank.

The Dragon King said: "He divided his soul into three parts with magic skills. What is in this mirror is his weakest piece of soul, which is not as powerful as the main body."

Once successful, it is already so difficult to deal with.

Feng Qi's eyes dimmed, and he asked, "What about the other parts?"

"The main body of the soul is now trapped in the Demon Realm. As for the remaining part...no one knows." The Dragon King shook his head and sighed, "That part of the soul is well hidden. He never told anyone, I only know, It should still be in Immortal Domain."

Under the influence of spiritual power, his meridians stabilized and gradually returned to calm.But at the same time, the flow of spiritual power that had been surging in the body for thousands of years no longer existed.

Feng Qi withdrew the spell, and the Dragon King looked down at his hands, and smiled slightly: "It turns out that he always felt this way before."

"Thank you for saving me." He raised his eyes to Feng Qi, and asked again, "How did you know how to repair the broken spiritual veins after losing the Dragon Ball? It was Yan'er who taught you?"

"Isn't he like this in the past—" Feng Qi's words ended here, but there was a pause.

How did he know what Ji Chaoyun did back then?

Ji Zhaoyun never mentioned this to him, where did he know about it?

The Dragon King didn't pay attention to Feng Qi's strangeness, he retracted his gaze, and said softly: "Yan Huaqing never gave up breaking the seal of the Demon Realm, this time the two clans have repaired the seal crack, but they still can't slow down the weakening speed of the seal. There is a remodeling seal."

"This seal was set by Feng Xiao back then, who has the ability to reshape his seal?"

The Dragon King turned his head to look at Feng Qi, as if he wanted to say something, but held back: "It depends on human effort, there will always be someone who can."

"...Over the years, the Lingyuan Sea has been constantly infiltrated by demons, but I was so tired of dealing with the demonic breath in my body that I couldn't even detect it. I didn't realize the clue until Jun Jue died in the Dragon King Temple."

The Dragon King said: "I investigated the cause of Jun Jue's death, Yan Huaqing appeared in front of me, told me all the truth, and offered to avenge me."

"His magic breath has completely penetrated into my body. It is impossible for me to kill him. That's why I set up this trap. I will lend you your hand to help me."

Feng Qi frowned: "Isn't he the Lord of the Demon Realm? How could he trust you so gullibly?"

"Who said he believed me?" Dragon King sneered, "He doesn't need to believe me."

"The scary thing about Yan Huaqing is that this person behaves perversely and badly, which is beyond human comprehension." The Dragon King said, "As you can see, he doesn't care about the life and death of this soul at all, and he doesn't care whether I plot against him. He just wants to I'm using an excuse to lure you out, to see you, and to confirm one thing."

"What does he want to confirm?"

The Dragon King shook his head: "...I can't tell you now."

Feng Qi looked at him suspiciously, seeing that the Dragon King had closed his eyes, he didn't ask any more questions.He stood up, and there were a few sword lights across the sky.

"It's finally here." Feng Qi's frowning brows stretched out, and he turned his head to the Dragon King and said, "I'm going in to pick up Xiaolong now, you won't run away?"

Dragon Dynasty waved his hand: "Go, I look like this, how can I escape?"

Feng Qi nodded, without any further delay, he quickly walked towards the cave.

The bonfire in the cave was beating, and just as Feng Qi walked in, he saw the young man lying down in the depths of the cave.

Even though he had already made preparations, Feng Qi still couldn't help but feel a sharp pain in his heart.

Ji Zhaoyun collapsed in a pool of blood, even his loose silver hair was stained with blood, looking very embarrassed.

The wound had already been numb from the pain, his mind was in a daze, and he could hardly see anything clearly, only shrank back instinctively when he felt someone approaching.

"It's me." Feng Qi leaned down and embraced Ji Chaoyun's trembling body from behind, his throat was dry, "Don't be afraid, it's all right, it's me."

"Feng...Feng Qi." Ji Zhaoyun finally saw the person in front of him clearly, his eyes turned red instantly, "Feng Qi..."

"I'm here, I'm here." Feng Qi's voice was hoarse and choked, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

Yan Huaqing had come for him from the very beginning, if he hadn't been unable to retreat, Yan Huaqing would not have found this excuse to drag Ji Chaoyun in for nothing.

She promised to protect him well, but broke her promise again.

Feng Qi took off his outer robe, carefully wrapped Ji Chaoyun up, lowered his head and kissed his cold forehead: "I'll take you back, it's fine."

Ji Zhaoyun was speechless.

His body was too weak, and this night of torture was enough to exhaust him.He rested his head on Feng Qi's shoulder, and he was still picked up by the other party and jumped onto the tiger's back, leaving the cave.

Outside the cave, the disciples who came after him had detained the Dragon King and began to search for the escaped remnants.Feng Qi didn't even look at those, and drove the white tiger to leap into the sky.

The night wind was cool, Feng Qi hugged the person in his arms tightly, blocking all the cold wind for him.

Ji Zhaoyun's robe was already soaked in cold sweat, icy sticking to his body.Only the warm and familiar heat from Feng Qi's body came through the parts where the two of them were in close contact, and flowed into all the limbs.

I don't know how long it has passed, Ji Chaoyun asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with him?"

He didn't say who it was, but Feng Qi immediately understood.

Feng Qi replied in a low voice: "He's fine, he's already been taken away by the academy disciples."

"I don't think it's right, he said something to me today... very strange." Ji Zhaoyun grabbed Feng Qi's sleeve, his voice was soft, "I don't understand..."

Feng Qi's eyes were sour, he closed his eyes, and said softly: "The matter is a bit complicated, I will tell you slowly after you have rested."

"Go to sleep, we'll be there soon."

"……Um."

At the same time, in the dark dense forest, a faint red light fell into the grass, and was immediately held up by a pair of hands.

"Are you all right?"

The man was dressed in a black robe, most of his face was hidden in the hood, only a small piece of smooth and white chin was exposed, and his true face could not be seen clearly in the dark.

The red light flickered faintly, as if it would dissipate at any moment.

"You shouldn't have come." Yan Huaqing's voice came from the light.

"I know." The visitor held the red light in his hands, and there was some kind of eagerness in his voice, "...But if I don't come to see you today, I don't know when I should wait."

"Nonsense, what have I taught you?" The voice was gentle and cold, but there was a trace of accommodation, "Don't be emotional, if someone finds a flaw, you know what the result will be."

The black-robed man's eyes narrowed, and he seemed a little depressed: "I understand."

The red light floated into the air and circled around him, with a deceptive power in his voice: "This ray of my soul is about to dissipate, if you want to see me, complete the task I gave you as soon as possible."

"...I'll be waiting for you in Demon Realm."

After he finished speaking, the faint light completely dissipated in the night sky without a trace.

The man in black stared at the direction where the soul disappeared for a long time, his eyes hidden under the hood were clear and bright, and seemed to have some kind of burning desire and expectation.

After a while, he retracted his gaze, turned around and disappeared deep in the dense forest.

For the remaining two days, Ji Chaoyun was recuperated by Feng Qiguan at Wenqu Peak.

Feng Qi pushed the door in with the medicine in hand, Ji Chaoyun was leaning on the bed, holding a book in his uninjured left hand and reading.

"Didn't I tell you not to move around?"

The descaled wounds of the dragon clan are extremely difficult to heal, and only when the scales are regenerated can they be considered complete recovery.Before recovering, not to mention practicing kung fu with a sword, even a slight movement may cause the injury to recur.

And Ji Chaoyun may be too weak physically, and his spirit has not been very good these days, Feng Qi simply refuses to let him out, and rests in the house to recuperate.

Ji Zhaoyun put the book aside and said in a low voice: "You're not here, and you won't let me get out of bed, I'm bored."

Feng Qi put down the wound medicine, lowered his head and kissed his forehead: "Well, my fault, how do you feel today?"

"It's much better." Ji Chaoyun stretched out his hand obediently, asking Feng Qi to help him remove the bandage on his forearm to change the dressing, and then asked, "What does the Immortal Venerable want you for?"

Feng Qi paused for a moment, and said with a normal expression: "Several major clans in the Immortal Realm have united to complete the thorough investigation of Lingyuan Sea. It is confirmed that the Dragon King has colluded with the demon clan and endangered the safety of the Immortal Realm."

Ji Zhaoyun narrowed his eyes slightly: "What's the conclusion?"

"The Dragon King has admitted that the collusion with the demon clan was done by him alone, and has nothing to do with the Lingyuan sea dragon clan. Several major clans in the fairyland thought that their cultivation base was exhausted, and they had done a great job in helping to kill the demon king, so they decided to suppress him in the extreme north." From the abyss of extremes, you can never leave."

Ji Chaoyun's fingertips trembled slightly, and after a long time, he said slowly: "You deserve what you deserve, that's good."

Ji Chaoyun started to have a fever after returning to Wenqu Peak, and the fever didn't subside until yesterday, and Feng Qi finally had a chance to explain the matter to him clearly.

After hearing the truth of everything, Ji Zhaoyun didn't say a word, his attitude was unexpectedly calm.

His injury was gradually improving, leaving only a semicircular scar that had scabbed over on his smooth skin.

Feng Qi carefully changed the medicine for him, re-wrapped it, and then heard Ji Chaoyun ask: "When will he leave?"

"Shenshi today." Feng Qi said, "Uncle came to me just now, just to ask... do you want to see him one last time?"

In the dark and quiet prison, the Dragon King sat on the ground by the wall, bound by iron chains.The chain outside the door slammed, and the heavy iron door was pushed open.

Feng Qi helped Ji Chaoyun walk in.

The Dragon King raised his eyes, and his tired eyes lit up slightly: "I thought you would never want to see me again."

Ji Chaoyun looked at him fixedly, without answering.

Feng Qi said: "I'll go out and wait for you."

"Don't." Ji Zhaoyun grabbed his hand and begged, "It won't be too long, don't go."

Since that night, Ji Chaoyun's dependence on Feng Qi has intensified, to the point where he can't leave him even for a moment.Feng Qi stroked Ji Chaoyun's hair, and replied: "Okay, I'll accompany you."

The two walked in front of the Dragon King, but the Dragon King couldn't get up, so he could only raise his eyes and look at him gently: "Does it still hurt?"

Ji Zhaoyun turned his gaze away and said in a hoarse voice, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"That's good, so I can rest assured." The Dragon King said, "Elder Changhong of Lingyuanhai is my confidant. He is a little irritable, but he has always liked you very much. He watched you grow up since he was a child. remember?"

Ji Zhaoyun didn't answer.

The Dragon King said to himself: "Before I left, I told him everything. Before you go back, he will take good care of the Dragon Clan."

"I didn't come here to talk about these things." Ji Chaoyun interrupted him softly.He squatted down and looked at the father who had been gone for a long time, "You said that day that you have a regret in your life, and I came to make this wish for you."

"I came to see you to tell you that I accept your apology."

"But I won't go back to Lingyuan Sea."

"I am no longer Jun Yan, and I don't want to be Jun Yan anymore, let alone inherit your position as Dragon King."

His body has not fully recovered, his voice lacks breath, and the end of his voice trembles slightly.

"Your temperament has not changed at all." The Dragon King smiled lightly and said, "If you don't want to go back, then don't go back. You can do whatever you want, and I won't force you."

"...As for Lingyuan Sea, you don't have to worry. Remember I told you that the Lingyuan Sea Dragon Race has existed for thousands of years. It may grow stronger because of someone's existence, but it will never be because of someone's departure. And destruction, so am I."

After a while, Feng Qi helped Ji Chaoyun stand up and walked out the door.

"A boy from the Phoenix clan." The Dragon King suddenly called out loudly, "Take care of him, if you dare to bully him, be careful that I will crawl out from the abyss of extremes to settle accounts with you."

Feng Qi paused slightly, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't give you this chance."

The Dragon King was temporarily imprisoned in the dark prison of the Discipline Hall, and the two left the dark prison and went out of the Discipline Hall, only to see Jun Ruzhuo waiting outside the door.

Jun Ruzhuo's expression was more haggard than before, Feng Qi's expression darkened when he saw him, and he walked around him with his arms around Ji Chaoyun.

"Brother, elder brother..." Jun Ruzhuo took two quick steps and stopped them behind him.

Feng Qi stopped in his tracks, and said angrily: "Young Master Jun, don't mistake relatives here, who is your elder brother?"

"I..." Jun Ruzhuo lowered his head, Feng Qi was about to walk away with his arms around Ji Chaoyun, he quickly said, "I'm here to apologize!"

"It's my fault, I shouldn't trust others, I shouldn't have led brother into a trap, I..." Jun Ruzhuo said quickly, "I know it's useless to say anything now, but I... I'm sorry brother."

Ji Zhaoyun lowered his eyes and said nothing, Feng Qi said coldly: "It's over? Can we go after we're done?"

"I have invited myself back to Lingyuanhai, and have been thinking about it behind closed doors for a hundred years." Jun Ruzhuo said, "I heard what I said that day. I will return to Lingyuanhai to help the elders clean up the clansmen who have been infiltrated by the demons. I will Guard Lingyuan Sea for uncle and elder brother."

"I hope you will do what you say." Ji Chaoyun tugged at Feng Qi's sleeve without looking back, "Let's go."

Two hours later, the celestial chariot that detained the Dragon King left Hongmeng Academy and flew towards the extreme north.

As the sky gradually darkened, Ji Chaoyun leaned on the bamboo chair in the courtyard, looking at the stars in the sky, wondering what he was thinking.Going out for a trip today made him even more depressed, and his eyes were full of exhaustion.

Feng Qi pushed open the gate of the courtyard, with his hands behind his back, he walked over quietly: "Guess what I bought for Xiaolong?"

Ji Chaoyun looked away, and asked doubtfully, "Buy? The market town at the foot of the mountain has not been rebuilt yet. What can you buy?"

Not all the market towns at the foot of Hongmeng Mountain were wiped out. After searching the barren mountain where Ji Chaoyun was kidnapped, the academy disciples quickly found many dazed loose immortals in the mountain.

But even so, the market town still needs time to rebuild, and all shops have not yet reopened.

"Without the Changyuan Pavilion, is there no other place? You underestimate me too much." Feng Qi smiled mysteriously, took out two bunches of candied haws from behind, and handed a bunch to Ji Chaoyun, "Here, I went to the world to buy them. "

Ji Zhaoyun's eyelashes moved slightly: "Human world?"

"Yeah, Xiao Hua was exhausted." Feng Qi sat down beside him, and bit down a piece of candied haws, "But the divine beast is different, it's much faster than me going down to the mortal world by myself."

Ji Zhaoyun looked at the candied haws in his hand, and said softly, "...Thank you."

"Thank you, as your husband, shouldn't I buy you delicious food?"

Ji Zhaoyun responded lightly and took a small bite.

The sweet and sour taste spread between his lips and teeth, Ji Zhaoyun smiled: "It's very sweet."

Feng Qi looked at him thoughtfully, then suddenly leaned forward and kissed his lips.

Ji Zhaoyun was caught off guard by someone's attack, and even forgot to resist, he just opened his mouth blankly and let the other party take advantage of him.

After a while, Feng Qi straightened up and said seriously: "Your skewers are indeed sweeter than mine, and they were all bought from the same store. What's the reason?"

Ji Zhaoyun blinked, subconsciously said: "Then I will trade with you?"

"No need." Feng Qi put one hand on his side, with a smile in his eyes, "I don't think it has anything to do with the candied haws, but you are sweeter."

Ji Zhaoyun was startled, and turned his head: "You're teasing me again."

Feng Qi smiled and said nothing, the two quickly finished eating the candied haws, Feng Qi took a silk handkerchief and gave it to Ji Chaoyun to clean his hands.After finishing all this, Ji Chaoyun moved in and asked Feng Qi to lie down beside him.

Feng Qi hugged him into his arms, and tested the temperature of his forehead with his lips: "Why is it a little hot again, isn't it uncomfortable?"

"No, maybe I'm a little tired."

"I'll cook the side medicine for you later." Feng Qi brushed back Ji Chaoyun's hair that was scattered on his forehead, and the latter took the initiative to paste it, and rubbed it against his palm, "Do you feel better?"

"I do not have……"

"Don't lie to me." Feng Qi played with his hair, and said in a gentle voice, "You don't have to hide it from me, you can tell whether you are happy or unhappy, and I will bear it with you."

Ji Chaoyun buried his head in his arms, his voice was hoarse and difficult: "I'm really fine, I'm just... I'm just wondering if I shouldn't talk to him like that today."

"You can't accept it for a while, I understand." Feng Qi comforted, "You don't need to force yourself."

"But I will never see him again." Ji Chaoyun leaned on Feng Qi's shoulder, closed his eyes, and whispered, "Feng Qi, I don't have a father anymore."

If there is still time, they can gradually dilute the past conflicts and make everything return to its original appearance.But the reality didn't even give him time to accept and reconcile, and the hasty coming and going caught him off guard.

Feng Qi hugged Ji Chaoyun silently, feeling the body in his arms trembling slightly, and the fabric on his shoulders was soon wetted a little.

Feng Qi sighed lightly, caressing Ji Chaoyun's vest with his palm, and was about to say something when he suddenly smelled a sweet breath.

The smell is somewhat familiar, faint, but it smells extra sweet and greasy, which makes people feel irritable.

Feng Qi was stunned for a moment, and immediately remembered when he had smelled this smell.

He lowered his head in astonishment, feeling the temperature of the body in his arms rise again.