Scenes of broken pictures appeared in Feng Qi's mind, and they flashed like a flash of light.
The surrounding environment darkened at some point, Feng Qi lost the blood on his lips, and finally stood up.
In the distance, the red-golden light that was imprisoned in the light prison still flickered faintly.
Feng Qi stared at the light prison and suddenly felt something strange.
He raised his head, and suddenly there were thousands of fires falling from the sky above the sea of consciousness. He instinctively raised his hand to block it, but found himself standing on a high mountain.
In front of him were endless mountains, unnamed shrubs growing in the yellow sand, and the sky and the earth were dark.
The sky fire continued to fall, sweeping the earth.
The fire burned everything, and billowing black smoke swept the sky. Just then, the rain finally fell. I don’t know how long it has been raining heavily. The rain soaked the charred ground, and the sky turned clouds to see the sun. A ray of sunlight broke through the clouds and sprinkled on the moist soil. A delicate new bud grew out of the charred soil.
The mountains, rivers and the earth, where the sky and the earth first opened, were formed.
Feng Qi had been standing on the top of the mountain for a long time, and suddenly, a slight cracking sound rang out.
He turned his head suddenly, and a pure white eggshell rolled out of nowhere. A wet baby bird stuck its head out of the cracked eggshell.
The juvenile bird has red-gold eyes, and the feathers all over his body are sparse, a touch of gold.
It struggled hard, making a low whine in its mouth, but it was too weak, so weak that it couldn't even break through the shackles of this eggshell.
Feng Qi watched the eggshell roll at his feet, breaking little by little, and the young bird finally crawled out.
It kicked away the broken egg shell and shook the feathers all over its body. The slender and soft feathers fell off quickly during this action, and regenerated beautiful feathers.
The newborn little phoenix looked up at Feng Qi, his round eyes blinked, and his head seemed to be tilted in confusion.
Feng Qi's current appearance was reflected in its eyes. Those eyes had lost their original color, and their pupils were glowing with red-golden light.
Two pairs of very similar eyes looked at each other, and the little phoenix spread its wings and let out a crisp and pleasant bird song.
- That was the first phoenix cry when the heaven and earth opened.
This crisp cry was like a breeze blowing across 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.
Here is... Mount Sumeru thousands of years ago.
The colorful clouds gathered in the sky, and among the clouds surging, it seemed that someone was standing in it. Feng Qi instantly recognized it, it was the figures of the ancient gods.
"Tweet!" Little Phoenix was beating anxiously at his feet, chirping, not knowing what to say to him.
Feng Qi lowered his head, they were clearly the same kind, but he couldn't understand what it said: "What do you want to say to me?"
"Tweet! Tweet Tweet!"
Feng Qi frowned slightly, he wanted to ask again, but the sound of birdsong gradually faded away.
All the scenes quickly receded, and he was pushed away from Mount Sumeru uncontrollably, and away from the land, mountains and rivers that had just recovered.
"No, wait, what are you going to say to me?!" A trace of panic flashed in Feng Qi's heart. He shouted, but he couldn't go forward. He could only let those tall but blurry figures surround the newborn. Little Phoenix.
He saw someone holding it in the palm of his hand.
Xiao Fenghuang was still staring at the direction Feng Qi was leaving, and seemed to want to fly towards him. The person holding it turned around, Feng Qi couldn't see the person's face clearly, but he could feel the gaze watching him.
So sad, miss, pity.
"See you later." He heard a soft and ethereal female voice ringing in his ears, "It's not the time yet."
"… We'll wait for your return."
When 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 cheeks and dripped onto the cold back of his hand.
Deep in the bamboo forest, Ji Chaoyun withdrew his sword stance and pressed his eyebrows sleepily.
I don't know if it is because of the remodeling of the root bone. His physical strength has weakened significantly in the past few days, and he felt a little tired after training for less than two hours.
Ji Chaoyun walked to the stream, picked up the water and washed his face.
He looked down at the stream, and a familiar face appeared on the clear water.
Recently, he had been raised very well by Feng Qi, and his face finally regained some blood, not as pale as before.
Ji Chaoyun's appearance is actually no different from three hundred years ago. After losing the Dragon Ball, his appearance will no longer change, but the temperament that has been imprinted into the bone marrow by the long experience cannot be washed away.
When that face was expressionless, there was a lingering indifference and coldness between his brows, which seemed rather dead and unpleasant at all.
Ji Chaoyun wiped the water droplets on his face, and frowned slightly towards himself in the water.
It's far worse than it was three hundred years ago.
Ji Chaoyun sighed, and for some reason there was some worry and disappointment in his heart.
"You're getting younger..." He murmured softly, sitting cross-legged on the bluestone beside the stream, meditating into meditation.
The mountains are quiet, the sun is warm but not strong, and the breeze blows through the bamboo forest to send the quiet bamboo fragrance.
Ji Chaoyun fell asleep not long after.
When Feng Qixun came, he saw Ji Chaoyun curled up on the blue stone, sound asleep.
Feng Qi sat down beside Ji Chaoyun and fiddled with the hair on his forehead, "Wake up, don't you want to practice swordsmanship, why are you lazy to sleep here?"
Ji Chaoyun frowned and didn't wake up.
In the past few days, Ji Chaoyun has become more and more lethargic, and even wakes up later than Feng Qi every day.
Feng Qi got closer again, lowered his head and kissed Ji Chaoyun's eyelids lightly: "Wake up, or you will be taken away by the bad guys."
Ji Chaoyun whispered something, but 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 couldn't change this habit when he was a human being. He rubbed his hands and feet together, wrapped around Feng Qi's waist, found a comfortable position in his arms, and continued to sleep peacefully.
"..." Feng Qi shook his head helplessly, bent over and picked up the man in resignation, and walked back.
His body suddenly hung in the air, and Ji Chaoyun finally woke up slowly.
He didn't open his eyes, rubbed his head on Feng Qi's shoulder and neck, his voice was soft and sleepy: "So sleepy..."
"Just let you rest for a day, don't come to practice, you won't listen." Feng Qixun said, "It's so cold by the stream, you're 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 carried Ji Chaoyun back to the courtyard and put the person back on the bed in the bedroom. Ji Chaoyun finally came to his senses.
Feng Qi asked, "Aren't you sleepy? The seafood porridge should be ready, do you want to drink it now?"
"I'm not hungry yet." Ji Chaoyun rubbed his eyes, vaguely aware that something was wrong with the person in front of him, "Why is your face not very good, and your luck today is not smooth?"
"no."
Feng Qi sat down beside 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's nothing I can't tell you, it's just... I saw something, and now I'm still a little confused. I don't know how to start."
Ji Chaoyun leaned on Feng Qi's chest and asked patiently, "Why is there chaos? Is it a nightmare?"
"Maybe it was a nightmare."
Feng Qi let out a long sigh and said slowly, "I dreamed that the heaven and the earth first opened, I dreamed that the world was destroyed by fire, I dreamed that the first phoenix between heaven and earth was born."
Ji Chaoyun was startled.
"That's Feng Xiao." Feng Qi said, "I don't know why I see this, but I can be sure that he is Feng Xiao."
Ji Chaoyun's fingertips trembled imperceptibly, and asked, "What else?"
Feng Qi: "The first phoenix between heaven and earth was born in response to disasters and calamities, saving the earth from desolation. This is the reason why he came to Xianyu in the first place. He was born to save the world, and this is him fate."
"Born to save the world..." Ji Chaoyun's tail trembled slightly, "It turns out... that's how it is."
"Also, I have a feeling." Feng Qi looked down at Ji Chaoyun, his voice hoarse, "I think he is in this world and hasn't left."
Ji Chaoyun's expression was stunned, and he shook his head after a long time: "Feng Qi, his sword has left the master, and he is no more."
"...Maybe." Feng Qi seemed to hesitate for a long time before he said softly, "But I have a hunch in my heart that he may appear again soon. When the disaster of the world comes, when everything is at its end."
Ji Chaoyun's eyes widened, and an ominous premonition suddenly appeared in his heart: "You mean..."
Feng Qi: "The demons have invaded."
Ji Chaoyun didn't speak for a long time.
Feng Qi looked at Ji Chaoyun's expression, the other party's eyes were lowered, and his lips were tightly pursed, that 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.
It's fine now, but it's always been different.
Ji Chaoyun always hoped that he could remember the encounter and acquaintance three hundred years ago, the promises made, and everything the two had experienced.
But if it was as Feng Qi said, the price for his return was another calamity... He didn't want that.
In this way, he will face a worse situation than three hundred years ago.
Three hundred years ago, he had the help of the Allied Forces from the Immortal Realm, and there were tens of thousands of divine soldiers brought from the God Realm, but now, he has nothing.
Now, with the casualties of the elder generation in Xianyu, the Divine Realm has been closed again and cannot be rescued. If he really wakes up, is there any other choice other than sacrificing himself for this world again
If the demons invade sooner or later, they can fight together, or they can escape to the world to avoid disaster. He didn't want this person to wake up in the invasion of the demons and sacrifice for this world again.
That's not fair to him.
He would rather this person be the second prince of his Feng clan forever, and live a peaceful and happy life forever.
Ji Chaoyun was suddenly very wronged, and he couldn't even tell where his grievance came from. Seeing that his condition was getting worse, Feng Qi said, "Chaoyun, don't think about it, I'm just-"
Before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly blocked by the other party.
Ji Chaoyun pressed the person on the bed and kissed the other person's lips forcefully.
There has never been such a warm kiss between them, led by Ji Chaoyun, Feng Qi suddenly froze in place: "Chao, Chaoyun..."
"I don't want him to come back." Ji Chaoyun muttered.
"Feng Qi, I don't care what you see, it's all fake." Ji Chaoyun raised his head, his eyes were slightly red, "The demons can't invade, he can't come back."
Feng Qi smiled reassuringly: "Okay, no."
He put the man in his arms again and followed the hair: "It's obviously what you want to ask, why are you so angry all of a sudden."
"I'm not angry." Ji Chaoyun whispered, "I don't know why, but I'm suddenly very uneasy... I'm scared. Three hundred years ago, I wanted to participate in the war and wanted to do my part for Xianyu. But now , I just want to be with you, and I don't want you to take any more adventures."
Feng Qi's eyes darkened, but he quickly calmed down and coaxed softly, "It's alright, maybe this is just a nightmare, I'm the one who scared myself."
"... Hmm." Ji Chaoyun replied softly, leaning over Feng Qi and stopped talking.
After calming down, he felt a little strange. Have your previous mood swings been so great
… that's not good.
The atmosphere gradually eased, Ji Chaoyun yawned, sleepy.
"Tired again?"
Ji Chaoyun blinked, only to feel that his eyelids were too heavy to open: "Well, I don't know what happened."
Feng Qi turned over, put Ji Chaoyun on the bed, tucked the quilt, and hugged him again: "Go to sleep, in two days, I must ask the medical immortal to help you see what's going on with your body."
"Well... I'll listen to you."
Ji Chaoyun's voice soon weakened and he stopped talking.
Feng Qi looked at him fixedly and sighed silently.
He didn't actually finish speaking.
In fact, what you see in the sea of consciousness is not the only one.
In the sea of consciousness, when he saw the young phoenix, a very absurd thought suddenly appeared in his mind.
He felt that he was the little phoenix.
But if he is that phoenix, isn't that Feng Xiao
This idea was so absurd that he didn't even dare to mention it to Ji Chaoyun.
"Impossible, how could such a thing happen." Feng Qi whispered to himself, "If I were him, then what I did before..."
I don't know what to think, Feng Qi's teeth were sore, and he shivered uncontrollably, almost awakening Ji Chaoyun.
He hurriedly hugged the person tightly and coaxed him softly before letting the person in his arms sleep peacefully.
It should be... impossible.
Feng Qi looked at Ji Chaoyun's sleeping face and thought bitterly in his heart.