After Cultivating With the Enemy

After a while, Feng Qi got up and went to take a shower behind the house.

Ji Chaoyun was stuck in the soft bed, too tired to move a finger.

He half-closed his eyes, and he didn't need to deliberately feel the breath of Feng Qi's not-too-nearness, peaceful and powerful, which made his mood more peaceful than ever.

After about an incense stick time, Feng Qi came back.

He changed into a bathrobe, wrapped in the smell of green bamboo and spring water, and hugged Ji Chaoyun from behind.

Feng Qi glanced at the scriptures left aside by Ji Chaoyun, and asked in a low voice, "Isn't I going to review my homework, why can't I afford it?"

"I don't want to move." Ji Chaoyun shrank into Feng Qi's arms, feeling a little low for no reason.

Feng Qi laughed and said, "Can't bear me?"

"..." Ji Chaoyun was silent for a long time, then softly replied, "Yes."

I don't want him to go.

I don't want him to retreat for so long.

Feng Qi hadn't expected him to answer, but when he heard him say this, he was taken aback for a while, and his heart suddenly became weak.

"Chaoyun..."

"You don't have to worry about me, I am..." Ji Chaoyun hooked Feng Qi's clothes with his fingers, and his voice was very soft. The longer it gets, the less safe it is."

Feng Qi didn't know the true condition of his body, but Ji Chaoyun knew.

That divine power is in his body, if the danger of losing control is conceivable, no one dares to take this risk.

He understands.

But...

I just don't want him to go.

Ji Chaoyun turned over and buried his head in Feng Qi's arms a little annoyed, unable to tell what he was sulking.

Feng Qi stroked Ji Chaoyun's hair comfortably, a little bit dumbfounded.

Xiaolong has recently been raised by him and has gradually become arrogant, and he has played a little temper.

"Don't worry, I won't go for too long." Feng Qi calmed down, "I'm in the Lingxu Cave in the back mountain, and I can't run away. If you don't worry, you can come and see me at any time."

Ji Chaoyun whispered: "I'm not worried..."

"I know."

Those three hundred years have left too many bad memories for Ji Chaoyun. He became afraid of parting, became concerned about gains and losses, and wished to guard each other all the time.

Now is the last time Feng Qi should leave.

"Sorry, I don't want to leave now either." Feng Qi said, "But I can't let myself stay by your side. In case I can't control it like before, I really bully you..."

"I'm not worried about this either." Ji Chaoyun interrupted, "I stopped being angry about what happened that day. What you do to me, I will..."

"Hush, you want me to rest assured, don't say these things now." Feng Qi pressed her fingertips on the opponent's lips, her voice a little helpless, "Let me go, Xiaolong, you don't know how much willpower I used Just restrain yourself."

"..."

Ji Chaoyun shrank his neck and said nothing.

Feng Qi smiled and hugged Ji Chaoyun tightly. The latter suddenly said, "Then you read the Taoism for me."

"……Ok?"

Ji Chaoyun crossed Feng Qi, fetched the scriptures he had thrown beside the bed, turned over the page he was memorizing, and handed it to Feng Qi: "The Taoist scriptures can clear the mind and concentrate, which is beneficial to practice."

Feng Qi hadn't read the Taoist scriptures other than the day before the Taoist test. He was silent for a moment, his sight touched Ji Chaoyun's bright eyes, and he couldn't say anything to refuse.

He sighed and said, "Well, I'll read it to you."

The afternoon sun bake everything comfortably and lazily. For a while in the room, only the low sound of Feng Qi's reading and the soft sound of flipping the pages of the book can be heard in the room.

The sounds of insects, song and birds outside the house one after another, intertwined into a quiet and peaceful picture.

The next day, Feng Qi began to retreat and Ji Chaoyun officially resumed classes.

During the two months of Ji Chaoyun's experience in the lower realm, a lot of things happened, and the disciples of the academy also heard about it.The academy had long spread the story of the Demon Race, but the academy Xianzun did not allow his disciples to discuss the matter. Everyone had no source of information and knew very little about it.

Now that Ji Chaoyun finally came back, all of them couldn't hold back, and as soon as they finished the Taoism class, they surrounded the people.

"I heard that you broke into the holy land left by the ancient gods and got many secrets and treasures?"

"You really met the demon army and killed the demon guardian?"

"Why did your Royal Highness Feng Er suddenly retreat? Was he injured while fighting against the Demon Race? The Demon Race is so powerful that even Feng Qi couldn't retreat all over?"

...

Everyone's questions one after another, surrounded Ji Chaoyun's table case.

Ji Chaoyun glanced helplessly at the people, and before he could say anything, Ye Chenxing took the lead in blasting people: "Go and go, all go to class. Tianshu Immortal Venerable said that he should not be allowed to discuss this matter, what can be asked. "

Bei Ran also said: "That's right, today's afternoon class Kaiyang Xianzun will personally come to take the exam, but you can't be late!"

The two relieved the siege in time and sent away most of the students in the classroom. Ji Chaoyun just stood up and said, "Thank you."

"It's okay, it's a trivial matter." Ye Chenxing took Ji Chaoyun's shoulders familiarly, and smiled, "However, I am also very curious about what happened to you in the past two months."

Ji Chaoyun said: "No rumors are so mysterious, I will tell you later when I have time."

"Okay, I will invite you to drink while you are in Xiumu to catch the wind for you."

When the three of them walked out of the classroom together, Ye Chenxing suddenly remembered something, and said in a low voice: "By the way, you have to be careful of being alone these few days."

"Who?"

"Jun Ruzhuo."

Ji Chaoyun was startled, and heard Ye Chenxing say again: "He insisted that Feng Qi killed his cousin, and he has to face Feng Qi life and death. Now Feng Qi is in retreat, but you and him are in the lower realm together. If you don't get to Fengqi, I will inevitably come to trouble you."

"He..." Ji Chaoyun eyelashes moved slightly, "has he not returned to Lingyuanhai?"

Ye Chenxing: "I heard that Ling Yuanhai didn't let him go back. We don't know the details."

"A few days ago, I saw him making a big fuss at Tianshu Immortal Venerable, wanting to ask the Feng Clan for an explanation." Beiran said, "I heard that Jun Ruzhuo was taken care of by the third prince of the Dragon King when he was young, and his relationship is close. Brotherly, no wonder he is like this."

"Anyway, it doesn't hurt for you to avoid him." Ye Chenxing sighed, "We can't afford their clan with a superb status in the fairyland."

Ji Chaoyun was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Does he know that I am back?"

Ye Chenxing: "Not many people know about you when you came back yesterday, but the resumption of classes today, it is estimated that news will spread soon."

Ji Chaoyun said quietly: "Then he will come to me soon and can't hide."

As soon as his voice fell, all three of them had a meal.

Not far in front of the pine forest path, a slender figure stood there, pale and haggard.

Jun Ruzhuo.

Ye Chenxing and Beiran subconsciously stood in front of Ji Chaoyun, but they were held back by Ji Chaoyun: "It's okay, you go to class first, and I will have a chat with him."

Even though the two were a little uneasy, they had to leave according to their words.

At this time, just after the morning class, there are still disciples passing by in the Pine Forest Trail from time to time.Jun Ruzhuo glanced at Ji Chaoyun, turned his head and walked towards the depths of the path.Ji Chaoyun sighed softly and followed.

Jun Ruzhuo walked to the depths of the pine forest path.

Seeing that there are no more outsiders here, Ji Chaoyun said: "A Zhuo, if you have something to say, don't go inside anymore."

Jun Ruzhuo paused suddenly and turned his head: "I thought that you should have something to say to me."

Ji Chaoyun closed his eyes and said softly: "I understand your feelings, and I'm sorry that things will turn out like this."

"Are you sorry?" Jun Ruzhuo walked a few steps back to Ji Chaoyun, grabbing his collar, "Okay, then tell me, did Feng Qi do it?"

Ji Chaoyun held the back of his hand: "You calm down."

"How do you want me to calm down?" Jun Ruzhuo's eyes were red, and he sneered. "You don't know, Ling Yuanhai has already concluded that the third cousin died at the hands of the Demon Clan. The Feng Clan helped to fill it. Well, Ling Yuanhai also sent someone to thank you for the rift in the demon realm of the temple. Heh... ridiculous!"

"You just found me on the front foot to find the Lingyuan Sea Temple, and within a few days the third cousin died in the temple. It happened that Feng Qi was on the scene and you were not there. Brother, I am not a fool.

Jun Ruzhuo took a deep breath and tried to keep his voice steady: "I didn't tell anyone your identity. I just want to ask, who on earth killed the third cousin. Is it you or Fengqi?"

Ji Chaoyun stared into his eyes and said calmly: "If I said it was me, what would you do?"

Jun Ruzhuo shook his head: "No, it can't be you. With your current cultivation base, you simply—"

Ji Chaoyun said: "Jun Jue's talent is not high, and his body style is far behind me. Besides, I have Feng Qi to assist him. He is not an opponent."

"But you have no reason to do this, why would you..."

"He had a murderous intention on me three hundred years ago, and he drove me to death with all his heart. When I re-enter the fairyland, naturally I should have revenge."

Jun Ruzhuo lowered his head, his fingertips trembling so that he could hardly grasp Ji Chaoyun's clothes: "It won't be like this, it can't be like this... Jun Yan, tell me the truth!"

"Then what do you think is the truth?"

Jun Ruzhuo froze.

Ji Chaoyun broke off Jun Ruzhuo's hand bit by bit, adjusted his clothes, and said calmly: "I was not there when Jun Yue died. Feng Qi has been confirmed to have nothing to do with this matter. The third prince of the Dragon King died of entanglement with the demon clan. In the fight, this is the truth."

"A Zhu, no matter what you have guesses in your heart, it is meaningless. You cannot get any so-called truth from me."

He raised his hand to pass away the tear marks at the end of the boy's eyes, and said warmly: "The deceased has passed away, and the living have to live well, don't get entangled."

"But..." Jun Ruzhuo lowered his head, "But what should Ling Yuanhai do?"

The Lingyuan Sea Dragon King was seriously injured for many years, the eldest son's cultivation base was abolished, the second son died in the war, and the only young son died unexpectedly. The formerly famous Lingyuan Sea has no one to succeed.

Jun Ruzhuo grabbed Ji Chaoyun's hand, his voice trembling and helpless: "Brother, teach me, what should Ling Yuanhai do now?"

"A Zhuo, I can't help you." Ji Chaoyun said, "I am no longer the Lingyuanhai Dragon Clan, and now, it is you, not me that can save Lingyuanhai."

"I……?"

Ji Chaoyun lifted him up, with a firm and gentle voice: "Dragons dominate the four seas, and Lingyuanhai will never be destroyed by anyone leaving. It is not as fragile as you think."

The lunch time is approaching, Ji Chaoyun bid farewell to Jun Ruzhuo and left.

Jun Ruzhuo wiped his face, trimmed the skirt of his clothes, and was about to go back when he suddenly stopped.

He lowered his head and took out a conch hanging around his neck from his shirt.

The milky white conch is now glowing with a faint blue light, which is the unique communication technique of Lingyuanhai.

And when there is only one person communicating, the light of spiritual power will show this color.

Lingyuan Sea Dragon King.