After Cultivating With the Enemy

Scenes of shattered images appeared in Feng Qi's mind, flashing quickly like fleeting images, unrecognizable, yet seemingly familiar.

The surrounding environment darkened at some point, Feng Qi lost the blood on his lips, and finally stood up.

In the distance, the red golden light imprisoned in the prison of light still flickered faintly.

Feng Qi stared at the light prison, suddenly felt something strange.

He raised his head, suddenly thousands of hectares of fire fell from the sea of ​​consciousness, he instinctively raised his hand to block it, but found that he was standing on a high mountain.

In front of him were endless mountains, unnamed shrubs growing in the yellow sand, and the sky and the earth were dark.

The sky fire continued to fall, sweeping the earth.

The flames consumed everything, and billows of black smoke swept across the sky.At this moment, the rain and dew finally fell.I don’t know how long it has been raining heavily. The rain soaked the scorched ground, and the sky turned the clouds to see the sun. A ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds and sprinkled on the moist soil. A delicate new sprout grew out of the scorched soil.

The mountains, rivers, and land that were first opened in the world were formed.

Feng Qi stood on the top of the mountain for a long time, when suddenly, there was a slight cracking sound.

He turned around suddenly, and a pure white eggshell rolled out from nowhere.A wet chick poked its head out of a cracked eggshell.

The juvenile has red-gold eyes, and its feathers are sparse and faintly golden.

It struggled hard, and let out a humming hum, but it was too weak, so weak that even the shackles of this eggshell could not break through.

Feng Qi watched helplessly as the eggshell rolled and shattered at his feet, and the baby bird finally crawled out.

It kicked away the broken eggshell and shook the feathers all over its body. The slender and soft feathers fell off quickly during this movement, and beautiful feathers were born again.

The newborn little Phoenix looked up at Feng Qi, blinked her round eyes, and tilted her head in confusion.

Its eyes reflected Feng Qi's current appearance, those eyes faded from their original color, and the red-golden light circulated in both pupils.

The two pairs of very similar eyes looked at each other, and the little phoenix spread its wings and uttered a clear and pleasant song.

——That was the first song of the phoenix when the heavens and the earth first opened.

This crisp sound is like a breeze blowing over the hills, and everything comes back to life.Feng Qi raised his eyes, and the mountains quickly regained their luxuriance in his eyes, and gradually, he finally recognized this place.

This is... Mount Sumeru thousands of years ago.

Colorful clouds gathered in the sky, and amidst the turbulent clouds, there seemed to be a figure of someone standing in it.Feng Qi recognized it instantly, it was the figures of ancient gods.

"Jiujiu!" Little Phoenix was jumping anxiously at his feet, chirping and chirping at what to say to him.

Feng Qi lowered his head, they were clearly of the same kind, but he couldn't understand what it said: "What do you want to say to me?"

"Chirp—! Chirp, chirp!"

Feng Qi frowned slightly, and he wanted to ask again, but the sound of birdsong gradually faded away.

All the pictures quickly receded, and he was pushed away from Mount Sumeru uncontrollably, away from the land, mountains and rivers that had just returned to calm.

"No, wait, what do you want to tell me?!" Feng Qi's heart flashed a little flustered, he shouted, but he couldn't go forward, he could only let those tall but blurred figures surround the newborn baby. little phoenix.

He saw someone holding it in the palm of their hand.

Little Phoenix is ​​still staring at the direction Feng Qi left, and seems to want to fly towards him.The person holding it turned around, Feng Qi couldn't see the person's face clearly, but he could feel the gaze staring at him.

Such sadness, nostalgia, pity.

"See you later." He heard a soft and ethereal female voice in his ears, "Now is not the time."

"...We'll be waiting for you to come back."

After these words fell, all images disappeared, Feng Qi suddenly opened his eyes, and returned to Wenqufeng's bedroom.

He lowered his head, his face was extremely pale, a drop of cold sweat rolled down from his cheeks, and dripped on the cold back of his hands.

In the depths of the bamboo forest, Ji Chaoyun withdrew his sword and pressed the center of his eyebrows sleepily.

I don't know if it's because of the remodeling of the bones, but his physical strength has been significantly weakened in the past few days, and he feels a little tired after training for less than two hours.

Ji Zhaoyun walked to the edge of the stream, picked up the water and washed his face.

He looked down at the stream, and a familiar face was reflected on the clear water.

Recently he was raised very well by Feng Qi, his face finally regained some color, not as pale as before.

Ji Chaoyun's appearance is actually no different from that of 300 years ago.After losing the Dragon Ball, his appearance didn't change any more, but the temperament that had been imprinted into the marrow of his bone marrow by the long experience couldn't be washed away no matter what.

When there is no expression on that face, there will be a lingering indifference and coldness between the eyebrows, which looks rather lifeless and not pleasing at all.

Ji Zhaoyun wiped the water from his face, and frowned slightly at himself in the water.

It is far worse than it was 300 years ago.

Ji Zhaoyun sighed, for some reason, he felt a little worried and disappointed from the bottom of his heart.

"You have become younger..." He muttered in a low voice, sitting cross-legged on the bluestone by the stream, meditating.

The mountains are quiet, the sun is warm but not strong, and the breeze blows through the bamboo forest to send a quiet bamboo fragrance.

Ji Zhaoyun fell asleep not long after.

When Feng Qi looked for him, he saw Ji Chaoyun curled up on the bluestone, fast asleep.

Feng Qi sat down beside Ji Chaoyun, and played with the hair on his forehead, "Wake up, don't you want to practice swords, why are you lazily sleeping here?"

Ji Chaoyun frowned, but did not wake up.

In the past few days, Ji Zhaoyun has become more and more lethargic, and even wakes up later than Feng Qi every day, that diligent little dragon who can get up early and read in the morning has completely disappeared.

Feng Qi got closer, lowered his head and kissed Ji Zhaoyun's eyelid lightly: "Wake up quickly, or you will be snatched away by the bad guys."

Ji Zhaoyun muttered something in a low voice, instead of waking up, he closed his eyes and began to crawl into Feng Qi's arms.

He changed back to his original form and liked to trick people, and he couldn't get rid of this habit when he was a human.Rubbing hands and feet together, she wrapped her arms around Feng Qi's waist, found a comfortable position in his arms, and continued to sleep peacefully.

"..." Feng Qi shook his head helplessly, resigned himself to his fate, bent over to pick him up, and walked back.

His body was suspended in the air suddenly, and Ji Chaoyun finally woke up slowly.

He didn't open his eyes, and rubbed his head against Feng Qi's shoulder and neck, his voice was soft and sleepy: "So sleepy..."

"Just let you rest for a day, don't come to practice, you just don't listen." Feng Qi trained, "It's so cold by the stream, you don't have to worry about catching cold."

Ji Chaoyun: "It's not cold... I just slept for a while."

Feng Qi snorted coldly, noncommittal.

Feng Qi carried Ji Chaoyun back to the courtyard, put him back on the bed in the bedroom, and Ji Chaoyun finally came to his senses.

Feng Qi asked: "Aren't you sleepy? Seafood porridge should be ready, do you want to drink it now?"

"Not hungry yet." Ji Chaoyun rubbed his eyes, vaguely aware of something wrong with the person in front of him, "Why is your complexion not so good, today's luck is not going well?"

"No."

Feng Qi sat down by the bed, played with Ji Chaoyun's fingers, but didn't continue to explain.

"Feng Qi, you have something on your mind." Ji Chaoyun took his hand and asked in a low voice, "Can you tell me?"

"...No." Feng Qi lay down on the bed, and hugged Ji Chaoyun into his arms, "There's nothing I can't tell you, it's just... I saw something, and now I'm still a little confused, I don't know how to say it."

Ji Chaoyun leaned on Feng Qi's chest, and asked patiently: "Why is there such a mess? Is it a nightmare?"

"Maybe it was a nightmare."

Feng Qi let out a long sigh, and said slowly: "I dreamed that the heavens and the earth were just opening, I dreamed that the fire would destroy the world, I dreamed...the first phoenix in the world was born."

Ji Zhaoyun was startled.

"That's Feng Xiao." Feng Qi said, "I don't know why I saw this, but I can be sure that he is Feng Xiao."

Ji Zhaoyun's fingertips trembled imperceptibly, and asked again: "What else?"

Feng Qi: "The first phoenix in the world was born in response to disasters and catastrophes, and saved the land from barrenness. This is the reason why he came to the Immortal Realm in the first place. He was born to save the world. fate."

"Born to save the world..." Ji Zhaoyun trembled slightly at the end, "It turns out...that's how it is."

"Besides, I have a feeling." Feng Qi looked down at Ji Chaoyun, his voice was hoarse, "I think he is in this world and has not left."

Ji Zhaoyun was stunned, and he shook his head after a long time: "Feng Qi, his sword has left the master, he is gone."

"...Maybe." Feng Qi seemed to hesitate for a long time before he said softly, "But I have a hunch in my heart that he may appear again soon. When the disaster of destroying the world comes, when everything is at the end of the road."

Ji Zhaoyun's eyes widened, and an ominous premonition suddenly appeared in his heart: "You mean..."

Feng Qi: "The demons have invaded."

Ji Zhaoyun didn't speak for a long time.

Feng Qi looked at Ji Chaoyun's expression, the other's eyes were lowered, his lips were tightly pursed, it was not a happy expression.

He asked in a low voice, "Chaoyun...don't you want him to come back?"

"I……"

No one wants Feng Xiao to come back more than him.

It's fine now, but it's always been different.

The meeting and acquaintance 300 years ago, the promises made, everything the two of them have experienced, Ji Zhaoyun always hopes that he can remember.

But if it is true as Feng Qi said, the price for his return is that the world will be robbed again...he doesn't want this.

In this way, he will face a worse situation than 300 years ago.

300 years ago, he had the allies of the Immortal Realm to help him, and tens of thousands of soldiers brought from the Divine Realm, but now, he has nothing.

Now, the elders of the Immortal Realm have died, and the Divine Realm has been closed again, unable to be rescued.If he really woke up, besides sacrificing himself for the world again, would he have any other choice?

If the demons invade sooner or later, they can fight together, or escape to the world to avoid disaster.He didn't want this person to wake up during the demon invasion and sacrifice for the world again.

That's not fair to him.

He would rather this person be his second prince of the Feng clan forever, and live a life of peace and joy forever.

Ji Chaoyun suddenly felt very wronged, he couldn't even tell where his grievance came from.Feng Qi saw that his condition was getting worse and worse, and said: "Chaoyun, don't think too much, I just—"

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly blocked by the other party.

Ji Zhaoyun pressed the person on the bed, and kissed the other person's lips forcefully.

There has never been a kiss between them led by Ji Chaoyun, so Feng Qi froze in place: "Chao, Chaoyun..."

"I don't want him to come back." Ji Chaoyun muffled.

"Feng Qi, I don't care what you see, it's all fake." Ji Chaoyun raised his head, his eyes were slightly red, "It's impossible for the demons to invade, and it's impossible for him to come back."

Feng Qi smiled reassuringly: "Okay, no."

He hugged him back into his arms, and stroked his hair one by one: "Obviously you wanted to ask, why are you so angry all of a sudden?"

"I'm not angry." Ji Chaoyun whispered, "I don't know why, but suddenly I feel uneasy... very scared. 300 years ago, I really wanted to participate in the war and do my part for Xianyu. But now , I just want to have a good time with you, and I don't want you to take any more risks."

Feng Qi's eyes darkened, but he calmed down quickly, and coaxed: "It's okay, maybe this is just a nightmare, I'm the one scaring myself."

"...En." Ji Chaoyun responded softly, leaned on Feng Qi's body and stopped talking.

After calming down, he felt a little strange.Was my previous mood swings that big?

...that's not very good.

The atmosphere gradually eased, and Ji Chaoyun yawned, feeling sleepy.

"Tired again?"

Ji Zhaoyun blinked, only to feel that his eyelids were too heavy to open: "Well, I don't know what's wrong."

Feng Qi turned over, put Ji Chaoyun on his side on the bed, tucked in the quilt, and put his arms around him again: "Go to sleep, in two days, I must let the Immortal Doctor come to help you to see what's going on with your body."

"Well... I listen to you."

Ji Zhaoyun's voice quickly weakened, and he stopped talking.

Feng Qi looked at him fixedly, and sighed silently.

He didn't actually finish his sentence.

What you see in the sea of ​​consciousness is actually not the only ones.

In that sea of ​​consciousness, when he saw that young little phoenix, a very absurd idea suddenly appeared in his mind.

He felt that he was that little phoenix.

But if he was that phoenix, wouldn't he be Feng Xiao?

This idea was so absurd that he didn't even dare to mention it to Ji Chaoyun.

"Impossible, how could such a thing happen." Feng Qi whispered to himself, "If I were him, then what I did before..."

Thinking of something, Feng Qi's teeth were sour, and he shivered uncontrollably, almost waking Ji Chaoyun up.

He hurriedly hugged him tightly, coaxed him softly, and then let the person in his arms fall asleep.

It should be...impossible.

Looking at Ji Chaoyun's sleeping face, Feng Qi thought bitterly in his heart.