After Cultivating With the Enemy

Chapter 48

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Undercurrents surging under the calm mountain spring, Ji Chaoyun's body continued to sink, and soon he could not see the situation on the surface of the water. The breathless magic breath disappeared, and the roar of killing disappeared.

He was wrapped by a gentle stream of water, like a pair of warm and soft hands, floating him and slowly sinking to the deepest depths.

In the depths of the spring is a cave.

There was no water flow here, Ji Chaoyun jumped up to the shore, dripping from the hair of his soaked clothes, and soon merged into a small pool of water at his feet.

But he didn't feel cold at all.

The interior of this cave is dry and warm. Deep in the cave, a red-golden flame is burning on the stone platform. Even after hundreds of years have passed, it has not been extinguished.

"Feng... Feng Xiao..."

Ji Chaoyun hurriedly took two steps to the stone platform, stared at the long-lasting flame, and said softly: "You let me in, do you feel that I am coming?"

The flame twitched slightly, like a faint response.

Ji Chaoyun's eyes reflected the appearance of the flame, and his voice trembled: "Three hundred years ago, what happened... Where did you go? Are you really... Have you really returned to God's Domain?"

The only answer to him was the ding-dong sound of water in the cave, and the light and shadow of the flames beating slowly.

Ji Chaoyun narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said calmly: "The demons are here, Feng Xiao. I want to take your magic weapon, I can't let them get it. Give it to me, I will protect it. Good it."

The phoenix flame light in front of him suddenly dimmed, and then slowly extinguished, revealing the contents inside.

It was a long sword with a narrow and slender body, and a red-gold phoenix was drawn on the scabbard, as if it was about to spread its wings.

Ji Chaoyun had seen this sword.

During the three months they were together, Feng Xiao would take it out and wipe it from time to time.

This is his portable sword.

The sword of the ancient god is connected to his life and soul, and even if it is lost, it will automatically return to the master's side and will never leave.

unless…

Unless the owner is already dead.

Ji Chaoyun stared at the sword in a daze, tears streaming down his face.

"You lied to me… "

"You said you'd come back, you promised..."

"I've been waiting for you for three hundred years..."

After three hundred years, he had never thought about this ending in his heart, but he never believed it or dared not believe it.

He would rather convince himself that Feng Xiao left him alone and returned to God's Domain. He would rather believe that Feng Xiao is living well in the unreachable God Realm, rather than think about whether there is a one in ten thousand chance that the person did not survive the war.

Until this moment, those countless days and nights of self-paralysis and deception were finally torn apart by the cruel truth.

Ji Chaoyun climbed the edge of the stone platform with both hands, and almost used all his strength to force himself to remove the matching sword.

Feng Qi is still outside, there are so many demons, there is no time for him to be sad now.

His thin body trembled uncontrollably, and his hands were so weak that he could barely hold the sword.

He took the matching sword into his arms, raised his hand and wiped his eyes with his sleeve, then turned his head and walked out of the cave.

As soon as he walked to the edge of the pool, the calm water suddenly began to vibrate violently, and a little bit of blood smeared in the clear water.

Ji Chaoyun's footsteps paused, and several dark sharp blades suddenly pierced through the water and stabbed at him.

The accident happened too quickly, he instinctively took a few steps back to protect the sword in his arms, but only had time to avoid the key point, and the sharp blade still scratched a few bloodstains on his arms and legs.

The sharp blade sank deeply into one end of the stone wall, and at the same time, a black figure slowly emerged from the bottom of the water.

Xi Shen.

He looked much more embarrassed than before, his clothes were cut several times, a slender sword mark on his forehead was still bleeding, and half of his face was dyed red with blood.

He walked ashore step by step, and Ji Chaoyun quickly hid the matching sword in his arms behind him.

"Have you found the magic weapon so soon? Chaoyun is really amazing." Xi Shen said warmly, and Chao Ji Chaoyun stretched out his hand, "Give me the thing, and I don't need to kill you."

Ji Chaoyun looked at him coldly: "Where is Feng Qi?"

"I'm all standing here, where do you think he can be?" Xi Chen smiled and said leisurely, "This second highness of the Phoenix family is much worse than your old face. What is the so-called descendant of the ancient gods? His talent cultivation is only enough to show off his strength in the academy where the younger generation of the immortal realm gathers. Against the orthodox demons, he can only be killed by the sword."

Ji Chaoyun's face instantly turned pale.

Xi Chen took out a long sword and pointed at Ji Chaoyun: "Chaoyun, I will say it one last time, give me the things in your hand and that phoenix golden feather, and I will let you live."

Ji Chaoyun was forced by Xi Shen to step back, and his back quickly hit the wall of the cave.

After the flame of the phoenix was extinguished, the temperature in the cave gradually cooled down. He was freezing cold all over, but his thoughts gradually calmed down in the cold.

Ji Chaoyunping looked at Jianfeng who was close at hand, and asked softly, "How do you know that Fengxiao left me with a golden phoenix?"

Xi Shen's eyes darkened.

Ji Chaoyun said: "There is a divine deed on the golden phoenix feather, and even the senior members of the Phoenix clan just speculated that there was something left by Feng Xiao in my hand, but I didn't know what it was. Why do you know, who told you that? ?"

"Does it make sense to ask these now?"

"You won't say it, but I can guess." Ji Chaoyun closed his eyes, his voice was cold, "Jun Jue, the third prince of the Lingyuan Sea Dragon Clan, right?"

Xi Shen looked at him steadily, the corners of his mouth slowly raised an arc.

"As expected of the Prince of the Dragon King. To be honest, if you didn't lose the Dragon Ball and became entangled with Feng Xiao, I would rather cooperate with you." Xi Shen said, "Maybe this is the case, you submit to me and help the demons to level the immortals. Yuyu, attack God's Domain, how about I kill Feng Xiao for you and get back your Dragon Ball?"

"... Until then, I will help you become the Lingyuan Sea Dragon King, and let those who despise you kneel in front of you one by one and let you deal with it."

Ji Chaoyun's hidden fingers trembled slightly, but he couldn't see the slightest flaw in his expression. He even bent the corner of his mouth: "Oh? Is there such a good thing? And Jun Jue, didn't you agree to him?"

"That person is far inferior to you in terms of cultivation level, talent and life. Zhuyu is in front, why should I care about his life or death?" Xi Chen took another half step towards him, and a faint expression appeared on his blood-stained face. With a smile, he looked particularly terrifying, "Chaoyun, I really like you, don't you consider my suggestion?"

Ji Chaoyun had nowhere to go, his eyes reflected the shimmering waves on the water, making his face pale.

His eyes seemed to subconsciously swept the calm water, then turned around and sneered: "Thank you for your love, but I don't like you."

Xi Shen's expression darkened.

"Also, do you think I'm easy to deceive?" Ji Chaoyun said, "If it's really like what you said, Feng Qi is not your opponent, you won't be hurt like this by him, and you won't enter here alone."

"You didn't believe me from the beginning? You're delaying time!" Before he finished speaking, the cave suddenly trembled violently.

This momentary change made Xi Shen distracted, a sword light flashed in the cave, and only a thud was heard—

Ji Chaoyun pulled out Feng Xiao's accompanying sword and stabbed Xi Shen's waist and abdomen with a sword.

This pair of swords is the magic weapon of the gods, and the sword pierced through the demon armor on Xi Shen's body. With horror on his face, he shouted angrily, grabbed Ji Chaoyun's arm and violently threw him onto the stone wall on the other side.

Ji Chaoyun's back collided with the stone wall, and he immediately tasted the blood in his throat, and his eyes turned black. He rolled weakly to the ground, curled up trembling in the corner of the stone wall.

The tremors in the cave became more and more severe, and the stones kept collapsing and falling. A whirlpool swirled in the depths of the water, splashing everywhere.

Ji Chaoyun tried his best to raise his head, but saw that the bottomless cold pool suddenly separated to both sides, and a white tiger jumped out of the water.

Feng Qi rode on the white tiger, his golden robe was almost dyed red with blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was his or someone else's. At a glance, he knew that he had experienced a very arduous battle, his face was stained with a little blood, and a trace of wickedness oozes from his eyebrows.

But when his eyes touched Ji Chaoyun, he softened: "Chaoyun, how are you?"

Ji Chaoyun's heart was full of blood and blood, he propped up his upper body and shook his head with difficulty: "It's so late, and he said he wanted to take me out."

"You can't blame me for this!" Feng Qi dipped a long knife in his hand and said aggrieved, "How did I know that Xianyu's weapons can't kill a demon of his level, so I can only snatch the demon clan. Use it, it's too inconvenient."

"..."

Feng Qi smiled and winked at him: "Don't be afraid, I'll take you back immediately."

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Xi Shen on the other side of the cave.

Xi Chen seemed to be badly injured by Ji Chaoyun's sword. He pressed the wound on his waist and abdomen hard, and leaned against the stone wall to breathe lightly. Seeing Feng Qi walking towards him, he didn't dodge or dodge, and looked at him calmly.

Linghu slowly came to Xi Shen and roared in a low voice, revealing his bloody lower jaw and fangs.

"Are you injured?" Feng Qi frowned, looked back at Ji Chaoyun, and said in shock, "Did you fight?"

"...It's not him, it's Feng Xiao." Xi Shen pressed the bleeding wound and sneered softly, "I didn't expect that the magic weapon that Feng Xiao had sealed in this place turned out to be his sword."

Feng Qi was startled, and finally realized something.

"After receiving a sword from the divine weapon, it seems that I can't escape today, but I won't die unjustly." Xi Shen's eyes were stained with blood, and his laughter was hoarse and harsh, "The sword of the ancient gods is here, which proves that Feng Xiao... is dead and gone."

Feng Qi shouted angrily, "Shut up!"

"Afraid?" Xi Chen smiled even more, "Yes, you should be afraid... Feng Xiao is dead, and the realm of the gods has abandoned you, and the realm of immortality... is over!"

Feng Qi swung the long saber vigorously in his hand and chopped off Xi Shen's head with one saber.

The head rolled weakly on the ground a few times before falling into the deep pool with a thud.

The cave finally returned to calm, Feng Qi threw the long knife aside, jumped off the spirit tiger, and walked quickly to Ji Chaoyun's side.

He leaned over and squatted down, his voice very soft: "Chaoyun, it's okay... I killed him."

Ji Chaoyun did not respond.

He was lying on the ground, his body curled up, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

"Chaoyun, you... don't listen to him, what's wrong with Feng Xiao, he's still waiting for you in God's Domain, you... what's wrong with you?"

Feng Qi frowned, and finally realized that something was wrong. He took Ji Chaoyun into his arms, only to find that his body was trembling slightly: "What's going on, where is the injury? Let me see—"

"No... no need..." Ji Chaoyun's face was pale, and the severe pain raging in the viscera and meridians made him almost speechless, "I know what this is..."

It felt most familiar to him.

During the three months he spent with Feng Xiao, he had witnessed countless times the appearance of his poisonous hair.

Demon's poison.

He looked up at the sharp blade that was deeply embedded in the stone wall, still glowing with cold light, and smiled lightly: "So you felt this way back then..."

Ji Chaoyun quickly became unconscious, and in a trance, he felt Feng Qi take his wrist and probe into his spiritual vein.

"Don't be afraid, the poisoning is not deep, I can help you."

… what are you up to

This is the devilish poison, how could you possibly solve it.

Ji Chaoyun struggled instinctively, but Feng Qi held down his hands and feet and pulled him into his arms.

Feng Qi lowered his head and whispered in his ear:

"Remember what you promised me just now, I killed those demons, you want me to kiss."

"There is nothing you can do if you don't want to. You can't move now, you can only let me take advantage."

"Close your eyes, I'm going to kiss you."

Before he completely lost consciousness, Ji Chaoyun felt a cool and soft touch on his lips.

The bloody aura spread in this long kiss, and the surging poison in Ji Chaoyun's body was also transferred to the other party's body little by little with this kiss.

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