Feng Qi wasn't really a beast.
Ji Chaoyun has just completed the formation of elixir, even if he closes his spiritual power, he will not dare to toss this person easily.
Spiritual practice is impossible, but intimacy is fine.
Feng Qi pressed the person against the head of the bed and comforted him carefully, inside and out, making him both happy and frightened. Under the persecution, Ji Chaoyun told those things that Feng Qi had not yet remembered in detail, and finally escaped.
The two were full of trouble until it was almost dawn, Feng Qi was satisfied, and was busy cleaning up the mess. Ji Chaoyun fell on the soft bed, with only a pair of eyes showing on his body, staring aggrievedly at the figure not far away.
He didn't know until now that apart from spiritual practice, he could have such a terrible method.
… This man is too bad.
No, I forgot that it was Feng Qi in the past, how could it be he who was tried and bullied in the end
Ji Chaoyun was startled to realize that he had been thrown by this person again, and turned over angrily, facing the wall.
After Feng Qi cleaned up the house and went back to the bed, he only saw a bulge that was arched out of the quilt, and he was sulking.
Feng Qi tugged up a strand of hair that was left outside, and his eyes were full of smiles: "Aren't you bored like this?"
"..." Ji Chaoyun silently moved in, pulling up the quilt and curling himself even tighter, not even leaving a strand of hair.
Feng Qi took advantage of the situation to lie on the bed, and hugged the person into his arms with the quilt: "Xiaolong?"
Ji Chaoyun still ignored him.
"Okay, it's really boring for a while." Feng Qi peeled the person out of the quilt, pressed it firmly, and put the tip of his nose close to the other side's face and rubbed lightly, "Xiaolong, I was wrong."
His voice was low and deep, and it went straight into Ji Chaoyun's ear, which made people itch.
The anger in Ji Chaoyun's heart dissipated most of the time in an instant.
As soon as his eyebrows softened, he heard Feng Qi say again: "But you were also very comfortable just now. You hugged me so tightly, you can't wear clothes and don't recognize people—"
The breeze brushed past his ears, and Feng Qi retreated sharply, grabbing Ji Chaoyun's punch at him without hesitation.
He clasped Ji Chaoyun's wrist and pressed it on the pillow, tilted his head towards Ji Chaoyun and smiled: "You kicked out of bed so many times, you can't do it without any precautions."
Ji Chaoyun's ears turned red, he struggled hard, and found in despair that even if he retrieved the Dragon Ball, he still couldn't keep up with this person's cultivation.
If Feng Qi had not retreated, there might be a fight between them.
But that retreat allowed Feng Qi to release some of the seals of divine power, and his cultivation was no longer the same, and he was no match at all now.
If I had known earlier...
"What are you thinking about?" Feng Qi asked in a low voice when he saw that he was distracted.
Ji Chaoyun muttered: "I'm thinking about when I can beat you."
"Try it now?" Feng Qi rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "I'll give you a hand, do you want to come?"
Ji Chaoyun's eyes lit up slightly, and the moment Feng Qi let go of him, he suddenly jumped up and slashed towards the person with his palm. Feng Qi dodged sideways, almost tripping over the quilt beside his feet.
Ji Chaoyun didn't give him a chance to breathe, and hit the second palm in a row.
The two quickly passed a few moves on the bed, and Ji Chaoyun's movements suddenly stagnated.
Feng Qi asked, "What's wrong?"
Ji Chaoyun rubbed his abdomen, a slight distending pain came from there, he frowned uncomfortably: "It hurts..."
"Lay down then, don't make a fool of yourself." Feng Qi quickly helped him to lie down, his palm resting on the back of Ji Chaoyun's hand, "Are you uncomfortable? I'll go to the doctor to help you see?"
"No, maybe it's just that Dragon Ball hasn't stabilized yet." Ji Chaoyun shook his head and muttered hesitantly, "But this isn't a pill core either..."
Feng Qi rubbed the sore spot for him and said worriedly, "You shouldn't be messing around with you. Your dragon ball is a second pill, and unlike mortal monks, no one knows when it will be stable. Don't use your cultivation these days. so as not to suffer any more.”
"… understood."
Seeing his lost appearance, Feng Qi said with a smile, "You can't beat me now, but you still have a chance. After your Dragon Ball is stable, and then slowly cultivate, it won't be too bad for a few days."
Ji Chaoyun asked in a low voice, "You really don't plan to find a way to restore your divine power?"
Feng Qi lay down beside him, gently rubbing his abdomen with one hand, and took him into his arms with the other: "Do you want me to recover?"
"..."
"Restore divine power, retrieve memory, and possibly even return to the realm of the gods. Xiaolong, do you really hope so?"
Ji Chaoyun narrowed his eyes: "Why do you ask that?"
Ji Chaoyun said: "You were originally a god, and you deserved it to restore your memory of power and status. I didn't want you to remember it before because I was worried that you would be in danger because of it. Now that this is the end, of course I hope you could be better."
Feng Qi: "But I want to be with you like this."
Ji Chaoyun was startled.
Feng Qi smiled lightly: "Since I saw Feng Xiao was born that day, I gradually understood why he chose that way in the first place. He was born in disaster and was raised by the gods. He must have experienced it for thousands of years. Countless calamities, and countless lives have been wiped out. That compassion is engraved in the bone marrow, so he can sacrifice for this world."
"...But I'm different, Xiaolong."
Feng Qi said: "I don't have as big a vision as him. I see the world in my eyes, and put life and death aside. Today, I am more willing to guard my own world and the people I cherish."
Feng Qi looked down at Ji Chaoyun and said seriously, "So, if you don't want to, I'll stay here forever, other things... don't think about it."
Ji Chaoyun was silent for a long time, then tilted his head and buried his head in Feng Qi's arms: "I also really want to be with you like this."
The current Feng Qi is the prince of the Feng family and his senior brother in the academy. There is not such a big gap between them.
But if he regains his divine power, he is an ancient god, admired by all people, and has a mission to save the world.
That would be an existence that Ji Chaoyun could not chase in his whole life.
"...But we can't do this." Ji Chaoyun's voice was very soft, "I don't want to be a burden to you, a hindrance to you. Have you forgotten why I came to Hongmeng Academy in the first place?"
"Chaoyun..."
He raised his head and solemnly said to Feng Qi: "I don't want to stand still like in the past, waiting for you to take care of me and protect me. I hope that I can stand with you and face everything that is coming together. Even if the future is difficult There are many dangers, and I want to live and die with you."
Feng Qi's heart moved slightly, he lowered his head and kissed Ji Chaoyun deeply, and said with a smile, "In the end, did I have low vision?"
"If you really have low vision, you won't be looking for ways to restore your divine power." Ji Chaoyun pointed to the table not far away, and there were several spread books scattered on it, "Your desk is usually me. I'm using it, how come I don't know when there are so many more scriptures?"
Feng Qi was startled: "I was busy making medicine for you, but I forgot to put it away. It was a mistake."
"You never remember to pick it up when you read it, I'm used to it." Ji Chaoyun grumbled and asked again, "So, have you really found a way to restore your divine power?"
Feng Qi was in no hurry to answer.
He seemed a little hesitant, pondered for a moment, and then said, "There is a way, but I'm not sure yet, I need to ask someone."
"Who?"
"Who else do you think is the most authoritative person in this academy?"
"Tianshu Xianzun?" Ji Chaoyun stood up, "Then we don't hurry up, if we delay—"
"Lie down obediently." Feng Qi pressed the person back into his arms and said involuntarily, "It's not yet dawn, and the curfew time has not passed, so you're not afraid that your uncle will get angry when you go now?"
Ji Chaoyun, who is close to Mo, forgets that Hongmeng Academy still has a curfew: "..."
Feng Qi smiled and hugged the person tightly, and said, "Don't worry, let's go tomorrow. How, do you still feel uncomfortable?"
In fact, the pain in Ji Chaoyun's stomach was not severe, and it was no longer uncomfortable soon after lying down. He was about to shake his head, but stopped again, took Feng Qi's hand and said in a low voice, "It's uncomfortable, you rub it again."
His eyes were sincere and bright, blinking innocently, revealing three words silently.
- Playing coquettish.
Feng Qi saw this man's careful thoughts at a glance, but without revealing it, he caressed Shang Ji Chaoyun's abdomen according to his words.
Ji Chaoyun was only wearing a thin undershirt, and he quickly felt the warm touch of Feng Qi's palm. As if he was afraid of hurting him, the pressure on his abdomen was gentle, gentle and slow, and quickly made Ji Chaoyun drowsy.
Ji Chaoyun yawned, moved in Feng Qi's arms, found a comfortable position, and tiredness quickly struck: "Remember to call me early tomorrow morning, don't make any mistake."
"I know, go to sleep."
Since the two of them were cultivating spiritually, Ji Chaoyun could see that he woke up later and later, and Feng Qi was also happy to be in bed with Ji Chaoyun for a while, letting the other party's habit of sleeping in, and sometimes even allowing Ji Chaoyun to sleep directly into the afternoon.
The next day, when Ji Chaoyun woke up, as expected, it was already three poles in the sun.
By the time the two finished their grooming and came to the main peak, it was past noon.
In the Hall of Asking Hearts, Immortal Monarch Tianshu is receiving guests. The two wanted to wait outside, but after the disciple passed the message, he said that Immortal Tianshu invited Feng Qi and Ji Chaoyun to enter the door for a chat.
The two stepped into the Hall of Asking Hearts, and there really wasn't just one person in the hall, Tianshu Xianjun.
The fox clan chief Bai Qiuyue and the phoenix clan Fengjun Fengji were sitting on both sides of the hall. The three of them all had serious expressions, as if they were discussing something.
The two looked at each other quietly, and a few people in front of the hall greeted each other.
Feng Qi said, "I didn't know that my elder brother came to the academy. If there is something to discuss with you, may I and Chaoyun retire first?"
"No." Feng Ji's voice was as calm and indifferent as before, "It's about the Demon Realm, you can listen."
Ji Chaoyun frowned slightly: "Is it the seal of the Demon Race?"
"Not bad." Bai Qiuyue sighed, "Recently, the seal cracks have appeared faster and faster, and several major clans in the Immortal Domain have joined forces to fill it, but there is still little effect."
Feng Qi: "Is there a countermeasure?"
"The seal of the rift is just a warning. The plan for now is to speed up the Immortal Domain Alliance and take precautions in advance." Bai Qiuyue sighed, "I am afraid war is inevitable."
Feng Ji looked at Ji Chaoyun and said, "It's a bit of a surprise. At present, the news is only conveyed by the senior leaders of several clans. Patriarch Bai and I will pass the news to each clan as soon as possible and form an alliance as soon as possible. Chaoyun, are you willing to assist us?"
"Me?" Ji Chaoyun was suddenly named, feeling a little overwhelmed, "But I didn't..."
Bai Qiuyue smiled: "At this time, don't make trouble with your family, His Royal Highness the Dragon King."
Ji Chaoyun's expression froze.
It's been... long, long time no one has called him that.
Feng Qi quietly pulled his hand and asked, "Do you hope Chaoyun will persuade the Dragon Clan to join?"
"Yes." Feng Ji said, "Lingyuanhai is powerful. If he joins the alliance, it will be even more powerful. The Dragon King of Lingyuanhai is imprisoned. Chaoyun is his only descendant in this world, and he is the only one who can lead the dragon clan today."
"But he..."
"I promise." Ji Chaoyun lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "I will send a letter to A Zhuo. If you still trust the Dragon Clan, Lingyuanhai will be dispatched by the Alliance."
"Refreshing." Bai Qiuyue clapped her hands and said with a smile, "I knew I didn't read the wrong person, Xiaolong, I'll leave it to you at Lingyuanhai. Okay, since the most difficult things have been resolved, I have to go back. Keep practicing the sword."
He stood up, glanced at Ji Chaoyun up and down, and pointed out: "If I don't practice well, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep the second position this year."
Ji Chaoyun ignored the ridicule in his words, and asked again: "The Demon Realm is now eyeing the tiger, and the war may break out at any time, and the academy will continue to compete in the sky?"
"Naturally." Tianshu sat in front of the hall and said leisurely, "The more this is the case, the less we can't mess up, otherwise we will fall into the tricks of the demons?"
"The Immortal Venerable said it very well." Bai Qiuyue smiled and bowed to Tianshu, "The disciple will leave first."
Tianshu: "Go."
Bai Qiuyue left the Asking Heart Palace, and Feng Ji also got up and said, "Uncle, there are still affairs in the family, so I won't stay for long."
Just as Tianshu was about to nod his head, Feng Qi suddenly said, "Brother, wait a moment, since I'm here, I just have something I want to discuss with my uncle and brother."
Tianshu looked at Ji Chaoyun, and then at Feng Qi, his eyes fell on the hands of the two, and he knew it.
The atmosphere in the hall was no longer heavy. He nodded and said calmly: "If you have something to say, just say it."
Feng Qi smiled and said, "Actually, it's not a big deal. It's just that I just heard some news recently, and I want to confirm it with my uncle and brother."
Feng Ji sat back in place, took a sip of the tea in hand, "What's the matter?"
"I heard... I'm Feng Xiao?"
"puff!"
Feng Ji grabbed a sip of tea, Tian Shu shook his hand in front of the hall, the tea cup rolled to the ground, and the hot tea was splashed all over the floor.
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