After Cultivating With the Enemy

The dead silence spread in the courtyard, Ji Zhaoyun felt as if a boulder had been pressed on his heart, and he was so heavy that he couldn't breathe.

After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "So, the patriarch's wife died at your hands?"

"Yes."

"That's your biological mother!"

Bai Qiuyue looked up at him, smiled slightly, and stood up while leaning on the white wall behind her.As soon as he took half a step forward, he was stopped by several divine soldiers.

Bai Qiuyue stared at the sharp blade in her throat, and the arc of her mouth never fell down: "Who said they were my parents? They just provided a shell for my soul to reincarnate. Their real son died long ago."

"Did Yan Huaqing tell you so?"

Bai Qiuyue smiled but didn't answer: "I've said it, I'm very grateful and admire them. If it wasn't for the Fox Clan's dedication to protect them, if it wasn't for the insistence of the patriarch's wife, how would His Majesty's plan be realized?"

"You..." Ji Zhaoyun tightened his hand hanging by his side, it seemed that only in this way could he suppress the chill that was spontaneously growing in his heart, "You are really a lunatic."

"Yeah, am I just a lunatic?" The chains on her wrists collided with each other, and Bai Qiuyue suddenly raised her hand, grabbing the sharp blade closest to her.

Blood instantly slipped from the blade and dripped into the soft grass.

Bai Qiuyue slowly rubbed the sharp blade with her fingertips, letting her skin be cut by the sharp blade: "Do you know why your fairyland has fallen to such a state? It's because you value love too much. The love of close relatives, the love of best friends... these Useless things are useless except to make people weak and fearful, and self-contained."

Ji Chaoyun: "You really don't think you are a fairy?"

"Immortal clan? Just rely on this pair of Tianhu clan's shell repellent?" Bai Qiuyue said, "I don't want this fairy bone for a long time. If I didn't worry about your lord's plan being exposed in advance, only a few mere magic soldiers, How can you hold me?"

He tilted his head, and a chilling smile appeared on his blood-stained thin lips: "I gave you a chance, Xiaolong, but until now your Feng Qi still hasn't come back. If that's the case, then you can't blame me."

"……excuse me."

After his words fell, a hurricane suddenly set off in the courtyard.

A powerful magic breath suddenly erupted from this body, and nine white fox tails stretched out from behind Bai Qiuyue, sweeping away, shaking away the magic soldiers around him one after another.

The change came too fast, and Shuofeng only had time to protect Ji Chaoyun and retreat quickly.

The two retreated to the bamboo couch, and Shuo Feng stood in front of Ji Zhaoyun with a gun, his throat was so sweet from the shock of the devil's breath.

And the group of magic soldiers who were closest to Bai Qiuyue had already fallen to the ground under the strong coercion.

Shuofeng opened a barrier to protect Ji Chaoyun, and said in a hoarse voice, "This devil's breath...is Yan Huaqing."

Ji Chaoyun couldn't believe it: "How come..."

There was a mess in front of the courtyard, the hustle and bustle dispersed, and a string of shackles fell to the ground.

Bai Qiuyue rubbed her wrist casually, and the wound on her palm healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He didn't even look at the group of magic soldiers who fell to the ground, and stepped out of the crowd: "Xiaolong, we have been delayed for too long, come, come with me to Qingqiu."

Ji Chaoyun's face sank like water: "You and Yan Huaqing...share your cultivation base?"

"How else can it be said to be half-length?" Bai Qiuyue said warmly, "Your Majesty taught me since childhood, taught me martial arts, helped me practice, and now he shares his cultivation with me. Do you think I should repay him?"

While speaking, he had already walked in front of Ji Chaoyun and Shuofeng.

"Now do you know why I still dare to come looking for you knowing that there are traps in Wenqu Peak?" Bai Qiuyue smiled, with a faint red light in her eyes, "In this entire fairyland, except for that Lord God Other than being able to compete with your lord, what are these...?"

He raised his hand into a claw and waved hard.

There was only a sound of the barrier breaking, and before Shuo Feng could resist, he clamped his throat with force and lifted it up.

"Stop!" Ji Chaoyun shouted, and met Bai Qiuyue's playful gaze.

"You're still so kind, Xiaolong." Bai Qiuyue said, "You know what I'm going to say, if you don't want people here to be buried with you, just obediently go to Qingqiu with me."

Ji Chaoyun closed his eyes: "Let him go, I promise you."

Bai Qiuyue smiled in satisfaction, threw away the flushed Shuo Feng, and almost knocked over the small case beside the bamboo couch.

Ji Zhaoyun looked at him worriedly, and Bai Qiuyue said casually: "Don't worry, you won't die, as long as you obediently—"

His voice stopped abruptly, a sharp sword pierced through his waist, blood immediately stained a large piece of plain white clothes.

Bai Qiuyue was taken aback for a moment, then raised her eyes to look.

Ji Zhaoyun's eyes were lowered, and he held a slender fairy sword in his right hand, with a red-gold phoenix pattern painted on the hilt.

"Red Feather Sword." Bai Qiuyue quickly recognized the sword, "So he left the Red Feather Sword to you, but this thing can indeed hurt demons, but your cultivation level is too low, how can you use it like this?" The true power of the sword? Feng Qi won't think that you can defeat me with just this, right?"

"You have the highest level of cultivation in the demon clan, and I am a loose immortal, how can I be your enemy?" Ji Zhaoyun said calmly, "But you made a mistake in predicting one thing."

Ji Zhaoyun raised his eyes to look at him, and said softly, "Do you think that only you can perform the technique of sharing cultivation?"

As soon as his words fell, the spiritual power on Chiyu's sword suddenly increased greatly.A more powerful and extremely pure spiritual power covered the blade.

Bai Qiuyue's expression changed instantly.

He retreated quickly, pulled out the blade from the flesh, and brought out a string of blood beads.Ji Zhaoyun paused slightly, and stabbed at him with his sword.

Ji Chaoyun's sword has always been fierce and fierce, but it is even more fierce with the blessing of divine power.In an instant, he approached Bai Qiuyue's side, Bai Qiuyue drew her sword to block, and the two quickly passed a few moves.

The peaceful courtyard in the past has become a mess, two completely different sword qi are flying in all directions, and the surrounding flower beds are not spared.

Although Bai Qiuyue was wounded by the sword, he possessed Yan Huaqing's demon skills after all, and he did not show any weakness to last Ji Chaoyun.

On the other hand, Ji Chaoyun's movements gradually slowed down under the high-intensity response to the enemy.

The two people who were fighting didn't notice that one of them got up from the ground with difficulty.

"Young master, stay away!"

Shuo Feng shouted loudly, and Ji Zhaoyun felt something flying from behind.He keenly dodged sideways, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the object thrown by the new wind.

It was actually the soup that Shuo Feng brought to Ji Chaoyun earlier.

Bai Qiuyue raised her hand subconsciously to block it, the soup cup was clawed by his left hand, smashed with one claw, and all the unfinished soup was sprinkled on the back of his hand.

"This—!" As if being scorched by a raging fire, Bai Qiuyue looked down. The place where the soup was splashed on his left hand was quickly corroded and scorched black, and even spread.

Even Ji Chaoyun was stunned: "This is..."

Shuo Feng's eyes wandered, his eyes fixed on the small case that he had overturned, as if he was not the one who threw the soup cup just now.

Bai Qiuyue quickly tapped a few acupuncture points on her shoulders and arms, barely restraining the spread of the injury: "Refining medicine with divine blood... He really cares about you."

"Divine blood..."

Bai Qiuyue's face was as pale as paper, and she chuckled lightly: "Forget it, count me as a bad move today, Xiaolong, we will meet again some other day."

After he finished speaking, his figure turned into a puff of blue smoke and disappeared in place.

Ji Chaoyun's tense body relaxed, he staggered a step, and the surging divine breath in his belly caused a sharp shock to his spiritual core, turning into dull stinging pain.

"Hmm..." Ji Chaoyun snorted and was caught from behind.

Shuofeng supported Ji Chaoyun, and walked towards the bedroom: "Master, hold on, God will be back soon."

Ji Zhaoyun was supported by Shuo Feng and lay back on the bed, he grabbed the other party's sleeve: "God's blood...what's going on?"

Shuo Feng's eyes dodged: "Don't talk, you need to rest now..."

"Tell me." Ji Zhaoyun's eyes darkened, and he said coldly, "I made an agreement with Feng Qi, leaving the magic soldiers in ambush, sharing the power of cultivation base, enough to deal with Bai Qiuyue until he comes back, why there is another piece of blood ?”

"This..." Shuofeng hesitated, and suddenly raised his hand to pinch out a formula.

The crimson light penetrated into the center of Ji Zhaoyun's eyebrows, he opened his mouth, and before he had time to say anything, his consciousness fell into deep darkness.

"...You cast spells on him?! You know what's going on with his body now. If he won't wake up, I'll ask you!" Ji Zhaoyun opened his eyes in a daze, and heard a familiar voice from outside the door.

He turned his head and saw clearly the old man with white hair and beard sitting beside the bed.

The medical sage obviously breathed a sigh of relief, and let go of his hand on Ji Chaoyun's veins: "My lord has finally woken up, but what's wrong?"

Ji Chaoyun shook his head.

"That's good." The medical sage said slowly, "Young master, don't worry, the fetus in the womb has stabilized now, rest more these few days, everything will be fine."

Just as Ji Zhaoyun was about to say something, the door was opened, and three figures walked into the room.

Feng Qi walked in front, Shuo Feng and Tian Shu followed closely behind.The medical sage stood up and bowed to Feng Qi, then quickly backed away to make room.

Feng Qi strode to the bed and asked anxiously: "Finally woke up, how do you feel, will you still feel uncomfortable?"

Ji Chaoyun looked at him silently, without answering.

The atmosphere in the room became strange for no reason. Several people looked at each other in blank dismay. Only the medical sage said calmly: "The old man will go outside and prescribe some elixir for the young master."

He took the two of them and closed the door to leave. Feng Qi sat down beside the bed and held Ji Chaoyun's hand: "Xiaolong, I'm very worried."

Ji Chaoyun turned his head and didn't look at him: "God has put in several layers of protection, so there is nothing to worry about."

"..." Feng Qi swallowed, and said with a dry smile, "You already know."

Ji Chaoyun sat up suddenly, Feng Qi was so frightened that he hurriedly supported him.

"Feng Qi!" Ji Chaoyun said angrily, "You want to use your heart's blood to refine medicine, why don't you discuss it with me?"

Feng Qi looked at him innocently, but in the end he couldn't match Ji Zhaoyun's sullen expression, and said in a low voice: "If I discuss with you, will you agree?"

"You know that I won't agree, but you still do this?" Ji Chaoyun said, "Do you know how much your cultivation will be damaged if you take the painstaking effort?"

Feng Qi knew he was wrong, lowered his eyes and said softly: "But I'm worried about you."

"If it weren't for the situation, how could I agree with you and uncle's suggestion and use you as bait." Feng Qi said, "I can put all my troops on Wenqu Peak, or I can give you all my divine power, but I Still don't worry."

He stroked Ji Chaoyun's side face with his fingertips, and said softly: "If something happens to you, wouldn't it be my life?"

Ji Zhaoyun's heart suddenly softened, and his voice slowed down a lot: "Then you can't do this..."

He grabbed Feng Qi's sleeve and asked, "Has your injury healed? Will your cultivation be greatly affected?"

"No, don't worry."

Feng Qi was about to say something when someone knocked on the door suddenly.

He thought for a moment, and said: "I'll go out first, you lie down for a while, the current situation... I'll tell you when I come back."

"it is good."

Feng Qi lowered his head and kissed Ji Chaoyun's forehead lightly, got up and left the bedroom.

He stepped out of the door, and the three of them were still waiting there, all silent, especially Tianshu's expression was particularly dignified.

Feng Qi asked: "What?"

Tianshu sighed, and said in a low voice: "I just received the news that Bai Qiuyue falsely spread the news of the fairyland alliance gathering. Now more than half of the fairy families in the fairyland have arrived in Qingqiu, and there has been no trace since then. All the people who have gone so far They are high-status or rising stars in various sects, if something really happens to them..."

"Bastard!" Feng Qi said with a low spit, "Uncle first contact elder brother, we have to take measures as soon as possible to rescue everyone trapped in Qingqiu."

Tianshu nodded: "I'll go right away, but your body..."

Feng Qi quickly stopped his words.He subconsciously glanced into the room, and saw that there was no movement in the room, so he raised his hand to hold his heart, his lips turned pale.

"I'm fine." Feng Qi said, "It's just that my vitality is a little damaged, it will recover in a few days, it's not a problem."

Tianshu hesitated to speak for a moment, and finally just sighed, turned and left.

The medical sage drew up the elixir prescription and handed it to Feng Qi. Feng Qi wanted to let Shuo Feng send him away, but the medical sage said, "God, I have to remind you. Take the blood of your heart and your vitality to cultivate. These days , I'm afraid you can no longer transmit spiritual power for the young master."

"...The battle is imminent, so don't be careless."

Feng Qi was startled.

He silently walked out of the courtyard facing the medical sage, and only after he walked out of the courtyard gate did he whisper: "But Zhaoyun's body... I can't just ignore it."

The medical sage dodged his eyes for a moment, as if he was a little embarrassed to say: "Actually... there is another way to replenish spiritual power."

Feng Qi quickly asked: "What should I do?"

The medical sage's expression seemed to freeze for a moment, and then he gave Feng Qi a reproachful look.

He lowered his head and rummaged in his cloth pocket, found a thin booklet, stuffed it into Feng Qi's arms, and said solemnly: "Just do it like this, it's good to move lightly, this old man needs to be taught by me..."

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After finishing speaking, without waiting for Feng Qi to react, the medical sage turned around and muttered something in a low voice, and left quickly.

Feng Qi was confused, and opened the book.

After a while, Feng Qi closed the book, his ears turned red quietly.

The author has something to say:

Medical Saint: Do you have to ask about everything? ? ?I'm afraid this god can't do it.