Feng Qi pulled out the matching sword, and Yan Huaqing's body fell to the ground. A large stream of blood came out from the wound on his throat, but there was no pain on his face, but he still had a smile on his face.
"Well done, Feng Qi, you didn't disappoint me."
The person who fell to the ground was speechless, but the icy voice like a snake and scorpion still sounded close to Feng Qi's ear, and even the tone didn't change: "Although it was a little different from what I expected, luckily the result is similar. Now that I've got what I want, let's say goodbye for now."
Yan Huaqing's blood-stained eyes moved, fell on Feng Qi, and smiled: "Feng Qi, I look forward to our next meeting."
The voice fell, and Yan Huaqing's body turned into a black smoke again, which was blown away by the wind.
The barrier was shattered, and the Dragon King finally exhausted the last trace of his strength.
He stumbled to the ground, but was supported by a pair of arms.
The Dragon King turned his head and met Feng Qi's expressionless face. Feng Qi's palm pressed against the opponent's vest, and the pure spiritual power slowly poured in, stabilizing the spiritual veins that were gradually collapsed due to the loss of the Dragon Ball.
The Dragon King was so angry that he said, "You... I deserve it, you don't have to save me..."
"If you die here, he will be sad." Feng Qi narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "I have killed his brother with my own hands. If I kill his father again, how will I face him in the future."
The Dragon King opened his mouth to speak, but said nothing, but moved his gaze to the broken glass mirror.
"Yan Huaqing is not dead yet."
Feng Qi's eyebrows sank.
The Dragon King said: "He divided his soul into three parts with his magic power. What's in the mirror is his weakest piece of soul, which is not enough to achieve the power of his body."
Once successful, it has been so difficult to deal with.
Feng Qi's eyes dimmed, and he asked, "What about the other parts?"
"The body of the soul is now trapped in the Demon Realm. As for the other part... no one knows." The Dragon King shook his head and sighed, "That part of the soul is well hidden, he never told anyone, I only know that it should be Still in the fairyland."
His meridians stabilized under the action of spiritual power and gradually returned to calm. But at the same time, the flow of spiritual power that has been surging in the body for thousands of years has ceased to exist.
Feng Qi accepted the spell, and the Dragon King looked down at his hands and smiled softly: "It turns out that he has always felt this way before."
"Thank you for saving me." He looked up at Feng Qi and asked, "How did you know how to repair the damaged spiritual veins after losing the Dragon Ball, Yan'er taught you?"
"Isn't that what he used to be—" Feng Qi's words came to this point, but it was a meal.
Why would he know what Ji Chaoyun did that year
Ji Chaoyun didn't mention this to him, where did he find out
The Dragon King didn't pay attention to Feng Qi's strangeness. He retracted his gaze and said softly: "Yan Huaqing never gave up on breaking the seal of the Demon Domain. This time the two clans repaired the seal crack, but they still couldn't slow down the weakening of the seal. If you want to eliminate future troubles forever, only There is a reshaping seal."
"This seal was set by Feng Xiao back then. Who has the ability to reshape his seal?"
The Dragon King tilted his head to look at Feng Qi, as if he wanted to say something, but he held back: "It's up to people, there will always be someone who can do it."
"... Over the years, Lingyuan Sea has been continuously infiltrated by demons, but I was so tired of dealing with the demonic breath in my body that I couldn't detect it at all. I didn't realize the clue until Jun Jue died in the Dragon King Temple."
The Dragon King said: "I investigated the cause of Jun Jue's death, Yan Huaqing appeared in front of me, told me all the truth, and offered to avenge me."
"His demonic breath has penetrated into my body as much as possible, and it is impossible for me to kill him, so I set up this game and lend your hand to help me."
Feng Qi frowned: "Isn't he the Venerable Lord of Demon Domain, how could he trust you so credibly?"
"Who said he believed me?" The Dragon King sneered, "He doesn't need to believe me."
"The scary thing about Yan Huaqing is that this person behaves erratically and is very comprehensible." Dragon King said, "As you can see, he doesn't care about the life or death of this soul at all, and he doesn't care if I plot against him. He just wants to I'll lead you out, meet you, and confirm one thing."
"What does he want to confirm?"
The Dragon King shook his head: "...I can't tell you now."
Feng Qi looked at him suspiciously. Seeing that the Dragon King had closed his eyes, he didn't ask any more questions. He stood up, and there were just a few sword lights across the sky.
"It's finally here." Feng Qi's frowning brows stretched, and he turned his head to the Dragon King and said, "I'm going in now to pick up Xiaolong, you won't run away, will you?"
The Dragon Dynasty waved his hand: "Come on, how can I escape with my appearance?"
Feng Qi nodded, and without further delay, walked quickly towards the cave.
The bonfire in the cave was beating, and as soon as Feng Qi walked in, he saw the young man lying in the depths of the cave.
Rao was already prepared, but Feng Qi couldn't help but feel a sharp pain in his heart.
Ji Chaoyun fell into a bloody mess, and even the scattered silver hair was stained with blood, looking very embarrassed.
The wound was already numb from the pain, and his mind was dizzy, and he could barely see anything, only instinctively shrank back when he felt someone approaching.
"It's me." Feng Qi leaned down and wrapped Ji Chaoyun's trembling body from behind, his throat was dry, "Don't be afraid, it's alright, it's me."
"Feng... Feng Qi." Ji Chaoyun finally saw the person in front of him, his eyes instantly turned red, "Feng Qi..."
"I'm here, I'm here." Feng Qi's voice was hoarse and choked, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."
Yan Huaqing came to him from the very beginning. If he hadn't been able to retreat, Yan Huaqing would not have found this excuse and involved Ji Chaoyunping in vain.
He promised to protect him, but he broke his promise again.
Feng Qi took off his robe, carefully wrapped Ji Chaoyun, bowed his head and kissed his cold forehead: "I'll take you back, it's alright."
Ji Chaoyun was speechless.
His body was too weak, and the night's torture was enough to exhaust him. He rested his head on Feng Qi's shoulder, and the other party still picked him up and jumped onto the tiger's back, out of the cave.
Outside the cave, the disciples who came later had detained the Dragon King and began to search everywhere to escape the remaining party. Feng Qi didn't even look at those, and drove the white tiger to leap into the sky.
The night wind was slightly cool, and Feng Qi hugged the person in his arms tightly, blocking all the cold wind for him.
Ji Chaoyun's robe was soaked in cold sweat long ago, and it was cold against his body. Only the warm and familiar warmth from Feng Qi's body came through the part where the two were in close contact and flowed into the limbs.
After an unknown amount of time, Ji Chaoyun asked in a low voice, "How is he... how is it?"
He didn't say who it was, but Feng Qi immediately understood.
Feng Qi replied in a low voice, "He's fine, he has been taken away by the disciples of the academy."
"I don't think something is right. He said something... very strange to me today." Ji Chaoyun grabbed Feng Qi's sleeve, his voice soft, "I don't understand..."
Feng Qi's eyes were sour, he closed his eyes, and said softly: "It's a bit complicated, I'll tell you slowly when you rest."
"Go to sleep, it will be there soon."
"… Ok."
At the same time, in the dark jungle, a faint red light fell into the grass, and was immediately held up by a pair of hands.
"Are you all right?"
The man was wearing a black robe, most of his face was hidden in the hood, only a small piece of smooth and white chin was exposed, and he couldn't see his true face in the dark.
The red light flickered faintly and seemed to dissipate at any time.
"You shouldn't come." Yan Huaqing's voice came from the light.
"I know." The person who came was holding the red light with a certain eagerness in his voice, "... But if I don't come to see you today, I don't know when I should wait."
"Naughty, what have I taught you." The voice was gentle and cold, but there was a hint of accommodating, "Don't be emotional, if someone finds a flaw, you know what the result will be."
The black-robed man's eyes narrowed, and he seemed to be a little depressed: "I understand."
The red light floated up in the air, swirling around him, and there was some kind of demagogic power in his voice: "My soul will soon dissipate. If you want to see me, you will complete the task I gave you as soon as possible."
"...I'll be waiting for you in the Demon Domain."
After he said this, the faint light completely dissipated in the night sky, leaving no trace.
The black-robed man stared for a long time at the direction in which the wisp of soul dissipated, and the eyes hidden under the hood were clear and bright, as if carrying a certain burning desire and expectation.
After a while, he narrowed his eyes, turned and disappeared into the depths of the jungle.
For the remaining two days, Ji Chaoyun was recuperated by Feng Qiguan on Wenqu Peak.
Feng Qi pushed in the door with the wound medicine in hand, Ji Chaoyun was leaning on the bed, his uninjured left hand was holding the book and reading.
"Didn't I tell you to stop moving?"
It is extremely difficult to heal the scales of the dragon race, and it can only be fully recovered after the scales are regenerated. Before recovery, not to mention practicing with a sword, or even a little movement, may cause the injury to recur.
As for Ji Chaoyun, his physique may be too weak, and his spirit has not been very good these days. Feng Qi simply refused to let him out, so he could recuperate in the house with peace of mind.
Ji Chaoyun put the book aside and whispered, "You're not here, and you won't let me get out of bed, I'm just bored."
Feng Qi put down the medicine, lowered his head and kissed him on the forehead: "Well, my fault, how are you feeling today?"
"It's much better." Ji Chaoyun obediently stretched out his hand and asked Feng Qi to help him remove the bandage on his forearm and change the dressing, and then asked, "What is Xianzun looking for from you?"
Feng Qi paused for a moment, and said as usual: "Several major clans in Xianyu unite, and the thorough investigation of Lingyuanhai is over. It is confirmed that the Dragon King colluded with the demons and endangered the safety of Xianyu."
Ji Chaoyun's eyes narrowed slightly: "What about the conclusion?"
"The Dragon King has already admitted that the collusion with the Demon Clan was done by him alone, and has nothing to do with the Lingyuan Sea Dragon Clan. Several major clans in the Xianyu thought that their cultivation base would be dissipated, and they also helped to kill the Demon Venerable. From the abyss of extremes, never leave."
Ji Chaoyun's fingertips trembled lightly, and after a long time, he slowly said, "You deserve what you deserve, it's good."
Ji Chaoyun began to have a fever after returning to Wenqu Peak, and it was not until yesterday that the fever subsided, and Feng Qi finally had the opportunity to explain the matter to him.
After hearing the truth of everything, Ji Chaoyun didn't say a word, and his attitude was unexpectedly calm.
His injury has gradually improved, and only a semi-circular scar that has been scabbed is left on his smooth skin.
Feng Qi carefully changed the medicine for him and wrapped it up again, only to hear Ji Chaoyun ask, "When will he leave?"
"Shen Shi today." Feng Qi said, "Uncle just came to me, just to ask... Do you want to see him for the last time."
It was dark and quiet in the dark prison, and the Dragon King sat on the ground beside the wall, bound by iron chains. The chain outside the door squeaked softly, and the heavy iron door was pushed open.
Feng Qi helped Ji Chaoyun in.
The Dragon King looked up, and his tired eyes lit up slightly: "I thought you would never want to see me again."
Ji Chaoyun looked at him fixedly and did not answer.
Feng Qi said, "I'll go out and wait for you."
"Don't." Ji Chaoyun grabbed his hand and begged, "It won't be long, don't go."
Since that night, Ji Chaoyun's reliance on Feng Qi has intensified, almost to the point where he is inseparable from him for a moment. Feng Qi touched Ji Chaoyun's hair and replied, "Okay, I'll accompany you."
The two walked in front of the Dragon King, but the Dragon King couldn't get up, he could only raise his eyes and look at him gently: "Does it still hurt?"
Ji Chaoyun turned his gaze away and said in a low voice, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"That's good, so I can rest assured." Dragon King said, "Elder Changhong of Lingyuanhai is my confidant. He is a little impatient, but he has always liked you very much. He has watched you grow up since he was a child. Remember?"
Ji Chaoyun did not answer.
The Dragon King said to himself: "Before I left, I told him everything. Before you go back, he will take care of the Dragon Clan."
"I didn't come here to say this." Ji Chaoyun interrupted him softly. He squatted down and looked at the long-awaited father, "You said the other day that you had a regret in your life, and I came to make this wish for you."
"I came to see you to tell you that I accept your apology."
"But I won't go back to Lingyuan Sea."
"I'm no longer Jun Yan, and I don't want to be Jun Yan anymore, nor will I inherit your Dragon King position."
His body hasn't fully recovered yet, his voice lacks breath, and his tail trembles slightly.
"Your temperament hasn't changed at all." The Dragon King smiled lightly and said, "If you don't want to go back, don't go back. You can do whatever you want, and I won't force you."
"...As for Lingyuanhai, you don't have to worry. Remember I told you that the Lingyuanhai dragon family has existed for thousands of years. It may grow because of someone's existence, but it will never be lost because of someone's departure. Destroyed, so am I."
After a while, Feng Qi helped Ji Chaoyun to stand up and walked towards the door.
"The boy of the Feng clan." The Dragon King suddenly shouted loudly, "Take care of him, if you dare to bully him, be careful that I will climb out from the abyss of extremes to settle accounts with you."
Feng Qi paused slightly and smiled, "Don't worry, I won't give you this chance."
The Dragon King was temporarily imprisoned in the dark prison of the Precept Hall. The two left the dark prison and exited the Precept Hall, only to see Jun Ruzhuo waiting outside the door.
Jun Ruzhuo's expression was even more haggard than before, Feng Qi's face sank as soon as he saw him, and he wrapped his arms around Ji Chaoyun and walked to the side.
"Brother, brother..." Jun Ruzhuo took two steps and stopped them behind him.
Feng Qi stopped and said angrily, "Young Master, don't admit your kinship here, who is your brother?"
"I..." Jun Ruzhuo lowered his head, Feng Qi hugged Ji Chaoyun and was about to walk away, he quickly said, "I'm here to apologize!"
"It's me that's wrong, I shouldn't trust others, I shouldn't lead my brother into a trap, I..." Jun Ruzhuo said quickly, "I know it's useless to say anything now, but I... I'm sorry for my brother."
Ji Chaoyun lowered his eyes and said nothing, Feng Qi said coldly, "I'm done? Can we go after we're done?"
"I've asked myself to go back to Lingyuanhai, and think about it behind closed doors for a hundred years." Jun Ruzhuo said, "I heard everything that day. I will go back to Lingyuanhai to help the elders clean up the clansmen who have been infiltrated by the demons. I will Guarding the Lingyuan Sea for my uncle and my brother."
"I hope you do what you say." Ji Chaoyun didn't turn his head back, and tugged at Feng Qi's sleeve, "Let's go."
Two hours later, Xian Ran, who detained the Dragon King, left Hongmeng Academy and flew towards the extreme north.
The sky was getting dark, Ji Chaoyun leaned against the bamboo chair in the courtyard, looking at the stars in the sky, wondering what he was thinking. Going out today made him even more depressed, and his eyes were full of exhaustion.
Feng Qi pushed open the courtyard gate, put his hands behind his back, and walked over quietly: "Guess what I bought for Xiaolong?"
Ji Chaoyun looked back and asked in confusion, "Buy? The market town at the foot of the mountain has not been rebuilt, what can you buy?"
Not all the market towns at the foot of Hongmeng Mountain were wiped out. After searching the barren mountain where Ji Chaoyun was kidnapped, the disciples of the academy quickly found a lot of stunned Sanxian in the mountain.
But even so, the market town still needs time to rebuild, and all shops have not yet reopened.
"Without Changyuanxie, is there no other place? You underestimate me too." Feng Qi smiled mysteriously, took out two strings of candied haws from behind, and handed them to Ji Chaoyun, "Well, I bought them in the world. "
Ji Chaoyun's eyelashes moved slightly: "Human world?"
"Yeah, I'm exhausting Xiaohua." Feng Qi sat down beside him and bit down on a candied gourd. "But the divine beast is different. It's much faster than my next trip to the mortal world."
Ji Chaoyun looked at the candied haws in his hand and said softly, "...Thank you."
"Thank you, as your husband, shouldn't I buy you delicious food?"
Ji Chaoyun replied softly and took a small bite.
The sweet and sour taste spread between his lips and teeth, Ji Chaoyun smiled: "It's very sweet."
Feng Qi looked at him thoughtfully, and suddenly came up to kiss his lips.
Ji Chaoyun was caught off guard by being attacked, so he forgot to resist, and opened his mouth blankly to let the other party take advantage.
After a while, Feng Qi straightened up and said seriously: "Your string is indeed sweeter than mine, and they were all bought by the same company. What's the reason?"
Ji Chaoyun blinked and said subconsciously, "Then I'll exchange with you?"
"No." Feng Qi put one hand on his side, with a smile in his eyes, "I don't think it has anything to do with the candied haws, it's you who are sweeter."
Ji Chaoyun was startled and turned his head: "You are teasing me again."
Feng Qi smiled and said nothing. The two quickly finished eating the candied haws. Feng Qi took the silk handkerchief and gave it to Ji Chaoyun to clean his hands. After doing this, Ji Chaoyun gave in and let Feng Qi lie down beside him.
Feng Qi took him into her arms and tested the temperature on his forehead with her lips: "Why is it a little hot again, is it uncomfortable?"
"No, maybe I'm a little tired."
"I'll make you a side drug later." Feng Qi pulled Ji Chaoyun's hair scattered on his forehead back, and the latter took the initiative to stick it up and rubbed against his palm, "Are you in a better mood?"
"I do not have… "
"Don't lie to me." Feng Qi played with his hair and said warmly, "You don't have to hide in front of me, you can tell me whether you are happy or unhappy, and I will bear it with you."
Ji Chaoyun buried his head in his arms, his voice low and hoarse: "I'm really fine, I'm just... I'm just wondering if I shouldn't talk to him like that today."
"You can't accept it for a while, I understand." Feng Qi said with relief, "You don't need to force yourself."
"But I'll never see him again." Ji Chaoyun leaned on Feng Qi's shoulder, closed his eyes, and whispered, "Feng Qi, I don't have a father anymore."
If there is still time, they can gradually dilute the contradictions in the past and make everything return to its original appearance. But reality didn't even give him time to accept and reconcile, and he came and went hastily, which caught him off guard.
Feng Qi hugged Ji Chaoyun silently, feeling the body in his arms trembling slightly, and the fabric on his shoulders soon became wet.
Feng Qi sighed softly, caressing Ji Chaoyun's vest with his palm, just as he was about to say something, he suddenly smelled a sweet scent.
The smell is somewhat familiar and faint, but it smells extraordinarily sweet, which makes people feel restless.
Feng Qi was stunned for a moment, and immediately remembered when he had smelled this smell.
He lowered his head in astonishment, feeling the temperature of the body in his arms rise again.