After Cultivating With the Enemy

Chapter 73

Scenes of fragmented scenes appeared in Feng Qi's mind, flashing quickly like a glimpse of light, not real, but seemingly familiar.

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

In the distance, the scarlet golden light that was imprisoned in the light cell still flickered faintly.

Feng Qi stared at the light cell and suddenly felt something strange.

He raised his head. Suddenly, there was a fire falling from the sky above the sea. He instinctively raised his hand to block it, but found that he was standing on a high mountain.

In front of him was the endless mountains, the nameless shrubs grew in the yellow sand, and the world was dim.

The sky fire continued to fall, sweeping the earth.

The fire burned everything, and billowing black smoke swept across the sky.At this moment, the rain and dew finally fell.The heavy rain did not know how long it lasted. The rainwater soaked through the scorched ground, and the sky was pierced by the clouds. A ray of sunlight broke through the clouds and sprinkled on the moist soil. A tender new sprout grew from the scorched soil.

The mountains and rivers where the world had first opened were formed.

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

He turned his head suddenly, not knowing where he rolled a pure white eggshell.A wet young bird poked its head out of a cracked eggshell.

The juvenile has red golden eyes, and the feathers all over it are sparsely golden.

It struggled hard and whispered in its mouth, but it was so weak that it couldn't break through the bondage of the eggshell.

Feng Qi watched the eggshell roll at his feet, breaking little by little, 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 rapidly during this action, and beautiful feathers were reborn.

The newborn little phoenix raised his head to look at Feng Qi, his round eyes blinked, and his head tilted in confusion.

Its eyes reflected Feng Qi's current appearance, those eyes had faded from their original colors, and their pupils were flowing with scarlet golden light.

Two pairs of very similar eyes looked at each other, and the little phoenix opened its wings and let out a clear and pleasant bird song.

——That was the first phoenix call when the world opened.

This crisp chirp was like a breeze blowing over the hills and everything came back to life.Feng Qi raised his eyes and saw that the mountains quickly regained their lushness in his eyes. Gradually, he finally recognized this place.

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

The colorful clouds on the horizon gathered, and amidst the surging clouds, there seemed to be someone standing among them.Feng Qi recognized it instantly, it was the figure of the ancient gods.

"Tweet!" Little Phoenix was beating anxiously at his feet, twittering not knowing what he was saying to him.

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

"Tweet--! Tweet, twee!"

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

All the pictures quickly retreated, and he was pushed away from Mount Xumi uncontrollably, and away from the mountains and rivers that had just recovered.

"No, wait, what do you want to tell me?!" A panic flashed across Feng Qi's heart. He shouted, but he couldn't step forward. He could only let those tall but fuzzy-faced figures surround the newborn. Little Phoenix.

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

Little Phoenix was still staring in the direction where Feng Qi had left, and seemed to want to fly towards him.The person holding it turned around, Feng Qi couldn't see the person's face, but could feel the line of sight staring at him.

That kind of sadness, nostalgia, and pity.

"I'll see you later." He heard a soft and ethereal female voice ringing in his ears, "It's not the time yet."

"...We are waiting for you to come back."

After the words fell, all the pictures disappeared, Feng Qi suddenly opened his eyes and returned to Wen Qufeng's bedroom.

He lowered his head, his face was extremely pale, and a drop of cold sweat rolled from his cheek and dripped onto the back of his cold hand.

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

I don’t know if it’s because of the reshaping of the roots. In the past few days, his physical strength has been significantly weaker than before, and he felt a little tired after less than two hours of training.

Ji Chaoyun walked to the edge of the stream and washed his face with water.

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

He has been brought up extremely well by Feng Qi recently, and his face finally recovered a little blood, not as pale as before.

Ji Chaoyun's appearance is actually no different from 300 years ago.After losing the Dragon Ball, his appearance no longer changes, but the temperament that has been imprinted into the bone marrow by the long experience can not be washed away.

When the face was expressionless, a trace of lingering indifference and coldness appeared between the eyebrows, which looked rather lifeless and unpleasant at all.

Ji Chaoyun wiped the drops of water on his face and frowned slightly at himself in the water.

It is far worse than three hundred years ago.

Ji Chaoyun sighed, some worry and melancholy arose from the bottom of my heart for some reason.

"You've become younger..." He muttered softly, 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 and brings the quiet bamboo fragrance.

It didn't take long for Ji Chaoyun to fall asleep.

When Feng Qi found him, he saw Ji Chaoyun curled up on the bluestone, sleeping soundly.

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

Ji Chaoyun frowned and did not wake up.

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

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

Ji Chaoyun whispered something, instead of waking up, he closed his eyes and began to drill into Feng Qi's arms.

He changed back to the prototype and liked to play with people, and he did not change this habit as a human being.He rubbed his hands and feet together, wrapped Feng Qi's waist, found a comfortable position in his arms, and continued to fall asleep quietly.

"..." Feng Qi shook his head helplessly, leaned over to pick him up, and walked back.

Suddenly his body was suspended, and Ji Chaoyun finally woke up slowly.

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

"Just let you rest for a day, don't come to practice, you don't listen." Feng Qixun said, "It is so cold by the stream, you are not afraid of catching a cold."

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

Feng Qi snorted coldly, noncommittal.

Feng Qi took Ji Chaoyun back to the courtyard and put the person back on the bed in the bedroom. Ji Chaoyun finally woke up completely.

Feng Qi asked: "Aren't you sleepy? The seafood porridge should be cooked, should I drink it now?"

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

"No."

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

"Feng Qi, you have something on your mind." Ji Chaoyun took his hand and asked in a low voice, "Can't you tell me?"

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

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

"Maybe it's a nightmare."

Feng Qi sighed long and slowly said, "I dream of the beginning of the heavens and the earth, the tribulation of the fire and the extinction of the world, and the... the first phoenix in the world was born."

Ji Chaoyun 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 Chaoyun's fingertips trembled imperceptibly, and then asked, "What else?"

Feng Qi: "The first phoenix between the heavens and the earth was born in response to calamities and saved the earth from the desolation. This is the reason why he came to the fairyland at the beginning. He was born to save the world, this is him Fate."

"Born to save the world..." Ji Chaoyun's voice trembled slightly, "It turns out...that's it."

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

Ji Chaoyun looked stunned, and shook his head for a long time: "Feng Qi, his sword has left the master, he is gone."

"...Perhaps." Feng Qi seemed to hesitate for a long time before he said softly, "but I have a foreboding in my heart that he may appear again soon. When the disaster of annihilation comes, when everything ends."

Ji Chaoyun opened his eyes wide, and a hint of ominous premonition suddenly appeared in his heart: "You mean..."

Feng Qi: "The demons invaded."

Ji Chaoyun didn't speak for a long time.

Feng Qi looked at Ji Chaoyun's expression, the other party's eyes were drooping, and his lips were pressed tightly. 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.

Although it is good now, it is always different.

Ji Chaoyun always hoped that he would remember the meeting and knowing of the encounter three hundred years ago, the promises made, and everything the two experienced.

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

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

Three hundred years ago, he had the help of the Allied Forces of the Immortal Territory, and the tens of thousands of soldiers from the Immortal Territory, but now, he has nothing.

Now, with the deaths and injuries of Xianyu's older generation, God's Domain has been closed again and cannot be rescued.If he really wakes up, can he have other choice besides sacrificing himself for this world again?

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 invasion of the demons and sacrifice again for this world.

That is not fair to him.

He would rather this person be the second prince of his Feng clan forever and be happy and peaceful forever.

Ji Chaoyun suddenly felt very wronged, and he couldn't even tell where his grievance came from.Seeing that his state is getting worse and worse, Feng Qi said, "Chaoyun, don't think too much about it. Today I just--"

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

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

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

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

"Feng Qi, I don't care what you see, it's all fake." Ji Chaoyun raised his head, his eyes flushed slightly, "The demons cannot invade, and he cannot come back."

Feng Qi smiled soothingly: "Okay, no."

He put the person in his arms again, and followed Mao one by one: "It's obviously you want to ask, why is it suddenly so angry."

"I'm not angry." Ji Chaoyun whispered, "I don't know why, but I was suddenly upset... and scared. Three hundred years ago, I wanted to take part in the war and I wanted to do my part for the fairyland. Now, I just want to be nice with you and don’t want you to take risks anymore."

Feng Qi's eyes darkened, but he quickly calmed down, and said with a warm voice, "It's okay, maybe it's just a nightmare. I scared myself."

"...Hmm." Ji Chaoyun answered softly, leaning on Feng Qi and stopped talking.

After calming down, he felt a little strange.Has your previous mood swings been so big?

...This is not so good.

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

"Asleep again?"

Ji Chaoyun 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 the bed, tucked the quilt, and hugged it up again: "Go to sleep, I must ask the doctor to help you see what is going on with your body in two days."

"Um... I listen to you."

Ji Chaoyun's voice quickly fainted and stopped talking.

Feng Qi looked at him fixedly, and sighed silently.

He didn't actually finish the sentence.

What you see in the sea of consciousness is not the only thing.

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

He felt that he was the little phoenix.

But if he is the Phoenix, isn't he Feng Xiao?

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

"Impossible, there is no such thing." Feng Qi whispered to himself, "If I were him, then what I did before..."

Unexpectedly, Feng Qi's teeth became sour and shivered uncontrollably, almost awakening Ji Chaoyun.

He hurriedly hugged the person and coaxed a few words softly before letting the person in his arms sleep peacefully.