After Cultivating With the Enemy

Ji Zhaoyun only felt hot and cold all over his body, and he didn't even notice when he changed back to his original shape.

The little silver dragon rolled painfully under the water, stirring up waves on the water surface.

After an unknown amount of time, the raging water finally calmed down.

"Chaoyun!" Feng Qi dived into the water, and Ji Chaoyun, who had changed back into a human form, fell to the bottom of the water, his eyes were tightly closed, and he seemed to have lost consciousness.

He carried him out of the water, wrapped him in a piece of clothes, and quickly took him back to the bedroom.

Ji Zhaoyun's body was still a little hot, Feng Qi put him back on the bed, pulled the quilt to cover him, and whispered: "Chaoyun, how do you feel?"

no respond.

Feng Qi probed into his spiritual veins, and noticed that the other party's spiritual power had returned to normal.

But his frowning eyebrows still did not relax.

He raised his hand and landed on the core of Ji Chaoyun's heart, driving a little spiritual power in again.

In Ji Chaoyun's body, the pure power slowly flowed from the core of the pill into the limbs and bones, and then returned to the core of the core.The spiritual power in his body is constantly changing, annihilated and reborn, completely washing away the original half-demon body.

The root of all power, the core of the pill slowly running, is a newborn panacea.

That's... a Dragon Ball.

Feng Qi's whole body seemed to have let go of his strength, he knelt and sat beside the bed, and after a long time, he let out a long and slow breath.

Dragons will only form one dragon ball in their life, which is innate, and it is absolutely impossible for them to form pills for the second time through acquired cultivation like ordinary people.

Naturally, the dragon ball in Ji Zhaoyun's body did not regenerate.

Where did this Dragon Ball come from? The answer is self-evident.

Feng Qi is so transparent, as soon as this dragon ball appeared, he had many doubts in his heart, those inexplicable scenes, the weird attitude of the Feng family towards him, Ji Chaoyun's hesitant to speak several times, all had answers.

But when the truth appeared in front of him, he was not as shocked and confused as he expected.

Feng Qi straightened up, gently stroking Ji Chaoyun's eyebrows and side face with his fingers, and said with a wry smile: "No wonder your cultivation has progressed so fast these days, no wonder you are always preoccupied, but dare not tell me. Fool..."

Ji Zhaoyun, who was sleeping soundly, was ignorant, his face was calm, and as the dragon ball gradually stabilized, his face gradually turned rosy.

The process of reshaping the spirit pill and root bone lasted for a full day and night, and Ji Chaoyun didn't wake up until the next night.

He opened his eyes and noticed the changes in his body almost instantly.

He raised his hand and pressed it on his heart, where the long-lost Dragon Ball was running, warm and steady, as if the twists and turns of these years were just a ridiculous dream that never existed.

Ji Zhaoyun's eyes suddenly turned red.

There was a noise outside the door, Ji Zhaoyun wiped his eyes quickly.

Feng Qi pushed the door in with a bowl of soup and medicine, walked quickly to the side of the bed, put the soup and medicine on the small table beside the bed, leaned over and touched his forehead.

"Finally it's not hot anymore." Feng Qi said, "You burned for a day and a night, I helped you find some nourishing elixir that can help strengthen your cultivation, drink it first."

Ji Zhaoyun opened his mouth hesitantly, but Feng Qi didn't give him a chance to speak.He picked up the decoction, scooped up a spoonful of it to cool down, and handed it to his lips.

Ji Chaoyun had no choice but to drink it obediently.

Feng Qi fed Ji Chaoyun spoonfuls of medicine, finished drinking the medicine, wiped his lips with a silk handkerchief, and after tidying up, he went back to the bed and sat down: "Do you want to sleep for a while, but is there any discomfort?"

"No."

Feng Qi looked gentle and natural, and asked patiently: "Then... what do you want to do now? Have something to eat, or should I read to you?"

"Feng Qi..." The more he behaved like this, the more guilty Ji Chaoyun felt.He hardly dared to look at the person in front of him, stretched out his hand to fawn on the other person's fingers, and whispered, "Did you... guess everything?"

"Guess what, guess I've been jealous for months?"

"..."

Feng Qi sighed, and rubbed the corners of Ji Zhaoyun's lips with his fingertips: "Look at your aggrieved appearance, I was kept in the dark by you, I am the one who should be aggrieved, okay?"

"I..." Ji Chaoyun said, "I'm sorry, don't be angry."

Feng Qi didn't answer, but asked again: "When did you know?"

"Mount Sumeru."

Feng Qi frowned: "Because I opened the seal?"

"No." Ji Chaoyun said, "Because you sucked the devil's poison for me."

Feng Qi understood in an instant: "Did the power of the Dragon Ball neutralize the demonic poison?"

Ji Zhaoyun lowered his eyes and responded softly.

"I..." Feng Qi cursed in a low voice, thinking of the situation at that time, he felt dumbfounded, "I thought I was very talented, so I detoxified myself."

Ji Zhaoyun didn't dare to speak, but suddenly he hugged him forcefully.

Feng Qi said softly: "It turns out that it's not because of my extraordinary talent, it's because someone has been secretly guarding me."

"...Aren't you angry?"

"Why are you angry?" Feng Qi stroked the other party's hair, and whispered in his ear, "I'm angry that you hide it from me, it's fun to watch me jealous, or angry that you want to make peace with the past in order to reassure me now. I cut it in two?"

"I'm not……"

"I understand." Feng Qi interrupted, "You don't want me to know the truth, you don't want me to take those great righteousness and missions back on my shoulders. Similarly, I also don't want to be angry with you."

Feng Qi affectionately rubbed Ji Zhaoyun's cheek with his side face, looked into his eyes, and said solemnly: "I will never be angry with you."

"Feng Qi..."

"And ah," Feng Qi smiled slyly, and bit Ji Chaoyun's lips lightly, "Didn't someone fall in love with me before knowing my identity? We are destined to be together, and it's too late for me to be happy." .”

"I……"

Feng Qi continued: "Oh, a certain person cried and made a scene in front of me because he didn't know how to face it, and I don't know what he thinks now."

"..." Ji Zhaoyun felt ashamed, and said weakly, "Don't...don't say it."

Feng Qi asked with great interest: "Hey, is my temperament really different from the previous me, then who do you think is better, it should be me?"

"…………"

Feng Qi seemed to be very concerned about this issue, and urged in a low voice: "Speak, who is better?"

"You, it's you." Ji Chaoyun pressed his eyebrows and said helplessly.

He originally thought that after Feng Qi knew the truth, he would no longer be obsessed with eating his own jealousy.

who knows……

"One matter is another matter." Feng Qi said solemnly, "Even if I am Feng Xiao's rebirth, what he did has nothing to do with me. How can the things of the previous life be blamed on me?"

"Also, no matter who I am, it doesn't prevent me from hating him."

"..."

Ji Chaoyun looked at him silently, and decisively decided not to discuss this matter with him anymore.

Acknowledging that they are predestined fate in the previous life, but not admitting that the past life has something to do with him, let him take advantage of it, domineering and unreasonable.

There is no such thing.

Ji Zhaoyun was thinking resentfully in his heart, and suddenly remembered something, and was about to speak, but Feng Qi stretched out his finger and pressed his lips.

"Hush." ​​Feng Qi said softly, "I know what you're worried about, let's not talk about that for now."

His fingers slowly moved down and landed on the core of Ji Chaoyun's heart: "I haven't congratulated you yet, I have recovered the Dragon Ball and restored my cultivation."

"Welcome back, Dragon."

Ji Zhaoyun stared at him blankly, his eyes suddenly turned red.

Feng Qi said: "From now on, you can continue to travel in the sky, use spells as you like, and bring your cultivation to the peak again. Everyone will praise your proud talent, no matter what your background is, they will respect you, admire you, and envy you you."

"You may not get used to it at first, but it doesn't matter, I will accompany you to adapt. I will accompany you and get back everything you should have bit by bit."

Feng Qi lowered his head and kissed the back of Ji Zhaoyun's hand reverently: "My little dragon deserves the most beautiful things in this world."

Ji Zhaoyun finally couldn't help it, tears rolled down his face.

Feng Qi pressed his head into his arms, and smiled softly: "Crying bag... When I first came to the academy, I was like a little hedgehog, whoever bumped into someone, now, count how many times you cry in front of me gone."

Ji Zhaoyun's voice trembled: "It's not your fault..."

"Okay, blame me." Feng Qi said, "Cry, cry whatever you want, it's okay to bite me if you don't understand, make sure you won't fight back or scold—"

Ji Zhaoyun didn't wait for him to finish, and bit his collarbone with his head tilted.

When he looked up again, there was already a bright red tooth mark under the loose skirt of the other party.

Feng Qi gasped in pain, and laughed: "Bite people like a puppy."

Ji Zhaoyun ignored him, he lowered his head, and licked the other person's wound lightly: "You were wrong just now."

"what?"

Ji Zhaoyun licked and kissed the small area soothingly, and said softly: "I have already owned the most beautiful thing in this world."

He raised his head, water drops were still hanging on his wet eyelashes, he couldn't fall.

Feng Qi closed his eyes and begged for mercy with a smile: "Don't seduce me again, it really won't be serious."

Ji Zhaoyun was beaten up by Feng Qi the day before yesterday, and now thinking about it, he still feels terrified, so he quickly shrank back, pulled the quilt to wrap himself tightly: "My cultivation is not stable yet, I can't practice spiritually."

"Well, not spiritually cultivated, to scare you." Feng Qi wiped away the wet marks from the corners of his eyes, and said, "Didn't you just want to ask me, what should I do next?"

Ji Zhaoyun nodded: "Yes."

Feng Qi didn't rush to answer, but asked again: "You knew my identity when you were in Mount Sumeru, but you never told me, did my elder brother tell you something?"

"You guessed it too."

"It's not difficult to guess." Feng Qi sighed, "The legend of Phoenix's Nirvana has never been seen since ancient times, and no one knows what the result will be. Can I restore Feng Xiao's memory, identity, divine power, no People know, it may not be a good thing to say it rashly."

"I, I originally... promised His Majesty Feng Jun to keep it a secret." Ji Chaoyun pursed his lips, stretched his fingers out of the quilt, and entangled with Feng Qi, "But I can't hide it, and I can't lie to you either."

"You have done well enough." Feng Qi said, "If you and I switch identities, I will not care about the overall situation or safety. When I find out your identity, I should rush over and grab your collar and question you. Why did you forget me."

Ji Zhaoyun blinked: "Then... what if I can't remember?"

"If you still can't remember..."

Feng Qi lowered his head and moved close to Ji Chaoyun's ear, whispering softly and clearly: "Then I will lock you up and take you to a place where no one is around, and practice spiritually day and night. While bullying you, I will tell you everything about our past. You, let you repeat it bit by bit, and repeat it again if you make a mistake, until those things are engraved in the bone marrow, and you will never forget them."

Ji Chaoyun shuddered, and couldn't help shrinking in, but a secret expectation suddenly appeared in his heart.He pulled up the quilt, covered half of his face, and muttered something in a low voice.

Feng Qi narrowed his eyes: "What are you secretly scolding me for?"

"...No." Ji Zhaoyun said nonchalantly, "It's business, what should we do now?"

Feng Qi raised his eyebrows to look at him, not caring that he changed the subject so bluntly, and said: "I can't remember what happened before Nirvana."

"Even if I know my identity now, I still can't remember anything." Feng Qi said, "The memory and divine power belonging to Feng Xiao seem to be sealed in my sea of ​​consciousness by some powerful force. The power of it is not strong enough to open it."

"Then is there any way to open it?"

Feng Qi said with a smile: "Don't you want me to remember? You wanted to throw away the Chiyu sword yesterday."

"I..." Ji Chaoyun whispered, "I really don't want you to know this, but who knows..."

Who knew that the two of them cultivated so intensely yesterday. Under the stimulation of spiritual power, Ji Zhaoyun's dragon balls were actually aroused to condense in advance.

The concentration of Dragon Ball can't hide anything.

Ji Chaoyun asked: "Do you have any way to restore memory?"

Feng Qi pondered for a moment, then said with a smile: "There is indeed a method, maybe you can try it."

"what?"

Feng Qi didn't answer, but looked at Ji Chaoyun with some dissatisfaction.

Ji Chaoyun: "...what's wrong?"

"I just realized that you are really incomprehensible." Feng Qi propped his chin, shook his head and sighed.

Ji Chaoyun: "?"

Feng Qi leaned down, pressed against Ji Chaoyun's forehead, and said softly: "Xiaolong, I can't remember anything about the past, so aren't you angry, sad, or sad?"

Ji Zhaoyun was inexplicably uncomfortable being watched by him, and turned his head to avoid the other party's sight: "I...Of course I will be sad, so I asked you how to recover."

"Wrong." Feng Qi hated iron for being weak, "I told you what to do just now, are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid?"

Ji Zhaoyun was stunned for a moment, remembering what Feng Qi said just now, his ears turned red instantly: "I, I, I... You said you were not spiritual!"

"It's not spiritual cultivation." Feng Qi slowly untied his belt, tilted his head and smiled, "So, I will remember to seal your spiritual power and mine, don't worry, it won't affect you."

He bowed his head and rubbed Ji Chaoyun's hair affectionately, with a gentle voice: "We still have a lot of time, enough for you to tell me everything about the past slowly and carefully, don't worry, I will definitely not forget this time."