After Cultivating With the Enemy

The morning sun was mild, and Ji Chaoyun was lying in the hot spring pool, still being washed by the water.

Just before getting up, he struggled to no avail, and was pressed by the energetic phoenix for another spiritual practice. At this time, his muscles and bones fell apart like pain, and his waist was sore and numb, and even his fingertips were a little weak.

Too indulgent.

Ji Chaoyun had never had such an extreme indulgence in his life, and after resting, he felt exhausted to the extreme.But this exhaustion is different from the previous mental insufficiency. On the contrary, the spiritual power in his body is unprecedentedly abundant. This is the first time since the loss of Dragon Ball.

Although it may sound out of focus, spiritual practice seems...really useful.

Ji Chaoyun looked down at his palm, quietly urging his spiritual power.A little spiritual light shines from the fingertips, calm and mellow, but a touch of familiarity.

this is……

Ji Chaoyun opened his eyes wide, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

This is his dragon ball power.

"Still uncomfortable?"

Ji Chaoyun quickly retracted his hand to the bottom of the water, raised his eyes and saw Feng Qi walking towards him.The latter has a brisk pace, and even the voice is full of joy and moisture.

Feng Qi squatted down by the pool, and stretched out his hand to pinch Ji Chaoyun's face: "How long have you been soaking and can't get up?"

Ji Chaoyun turned his head away and asked, "Didn't you go to meditate?"

"Yes." Feng Qi looked at him with a smile, sliding his fingertips to Ji Chaoyun's ears and squeezing his earlobes. "After a few rotations of spiritual power, I found that some areas were still not smooth, so I came to you for help. "

"..."

Ji Chaoyun glanced at someone on the brain, and was about to sink into the water silently, when the surface of the water suddenly sank beside him.

——Feng Qi jumped directly into the water.

As if being stepped on his tail, Ji Chaoyun subconsciously took a few steps backwards: "You, you are not allowed to come over!"

Feng Qi raised his eyebrows, and really stopped obediently.

He wore a loose bathrobe, which was wet and clinging to his body, showing a lean and graceful figure.Ji Chaoyun turned his eyes away, and his ears were inexplicably red.

Seeing his reaction, Feng Qi smiled deeper in his eyes: "I know that I am shy now? I didn't know who was pestering me a couple of days ago. How could it not be enough."

Ji Chaoyun didn't speak, but his ears were obviously redder.

Feng Qi walked forward without a trace, deliberately teasing him: "I want to ask you what Xiaolong, who held me last night and begged me to get in?"

Ji Chaoyun almost bit his tongue: "It's obviously you—"

Ji Chaoyun was shocked by the shame of this man.

This second Royal Highness of the Feng Clan doesn't usually seem to be a serious person, and he is even worse on the bed.

He used the "Secret Method of Spiritual Cultivation" as an excuse, not to say that in order to make the fusion of spiritual power more smooth, he must get the innermost, eat all of it, and not spit it out at all.

This is more than that, he also forced Ji Chaoyun to beg him.

When Ji Chaoyun thought of this, his legs were soft, and his whole body was erect, wishing to slip away on the spot.

After the spiritual practice, Feng Qi finally agreed to return to the room to meditate and adjust his breath under the strong request of Ji Chaoyun.It would take a few hours to meditate into Ding Shao, so Ji Chaoyun was relieved to come to the hot springs behind the house.

Therefore, he is now completely naked, completely wearing nothing, and dare not get out of the water at all.

Ji Chaoyun glanced at the clothes thrown on the shore involuntarily, thinking in his heart how to escape from the clutches of the clutches, but Feng Qi seemed to realize his thoughts and blocked his retreat slightly with his side.

"..."

Feng Qi got closer again, and said warmly, "Xiaolong, my cultivation base just didn't work smoothly, and my chest still hurts right now."

"If it doesn't work well, just continue to meditate. What does it have to do with me?" Ji Chaoyun quietly retreated as the opponent approached, and was forced to the edge of the pool by Feng Qi step by step.

He reached the white jade stone masonry by the upper pool, and was about to slip away, but Feng Qi grabbed his wrist.

Feng Qi smiled and met his eyes: "You are all in your head, and you can't calm down. How can you say that it has nothing to do with you?"

Ji Chaoyun shook his whole body, and his legs instantly turned into a slender dragon tail.

"..."

Feng Qi suffocated his chest in one breath, unable to laugh or cry: "You will change it back for me."

"No change." Seeing Feng Qi's deflated appearance, Ji Chaoyun finally felt a little more happy.His dragon tail swayed to and fro in the water, if nothing had happened, "You don't go back, I'm going back. I have to prepare for the top ranking competition. I haven't practiced swords for several days."

The slender dragon's tail flicked at Feng Qi's waist, and Ji Chaoyun was about to get up, but was suddenly pulled by Feng Qi.

The dragons have no reason to be attacked in the water. The dragon's tail keenly wrapped Feng Qi's ankle, and the two fell into the water together, splashing water in the hot spring pool.

The two wrestled for a while in the pool, and in the end Feng Qi had the upper hand and pushed Ji Chaoyun to the edge of the pool.

"I was wrong, I was wrong..." Ji Chaoyun smiled and begged for mercy, the dragon's tail swept back and forth in Feng Qi's palm slippery, and he was grabbed by him.

Feng Qi grabbed the dragon's tail with one hand, and held Ji Chaoyun's shoulder with the other, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Are you serious about coming back?"

Ji Chaoyun was a little dazed by his look, but he still insisted: "...no change."

A malicious smile appeared on Feng Qi's face, his palm slowly moved up, and his fingertips slowly moved on the beautiful dragon scales.

Ji Chaoyun's body trembled a little nervously, but when Feng Qi asked again, "Is the last chance, really staying back?"

"No--!" Ji Chaoyun shook his voice and almost slipped into the water.

Feng Qi actually met his...

"It turned out to be here." Feng Qi curled up the corners of his lips, making his movements more vigorous, gently pulling away the trembling hard scales, teasing the soft inside.

The blush on Ji Chaoyun's face instantly weakened: "Feng... Feng Qi, don't you..."

"Don't do anything? I don't think you like it." Feng Qi tilted his head and bit Ji Chaoyun's earlobe, and asked in a harsh voice, "Xiaolong, tell me, do you like me like this?...How about this?"

Ji Chaoyun whimpered, and the exposed shoulders and neck trembled with compelling pleasure, his head instinctively raised, and Feng Qi held his throat.

...

The sound of the water in the forest continued until the afternoon.

In the afternoon, Ji Chaoyun leaned against Feng Qi's arms, drowsy by the sun.

It was too much this time, his long hair that faded back to silver has not recovered until now, so tired that he doesn't want to move a finger.

But the person next to him seemed to have inexhaustible energy, and kept kissing and touching him, which disturbed people's peace.

Ji Chaoyun patted Feng Qi's hand, and said sleepily, "Stop making trouble with me..."

"Okay, don't make trouble." Feng Qi replied softly, then turned to grab Ji Chaoyun's wrist and dive into the spirit vein.

After confirming that Ji Chaoyun's spiritual power was full and peaceful, and there was no abnormality, he let go.

Ji Chaoyun was so tired that he didn't lift his eyes, and asked, "How is your fairy power?"

Feng Qi was in a good mood, and finally told the truth: "I just lied to you. I meditated on Yun Gong this morning and found that the previously fluctuating celestial power has stabilized."

"...I knew it." Ji Chaoyun was stabbed by the disturbing sunlight and turned over, buried his face in Feng Qi's arms, remembering something, and asked in a low voice, "Then your cultivation...hasn't been weakened?"

"How can it be weakened?" Feng Qi's eyes rolled, he understood, and teased, "Are you afraid of sucking out all the power in my body as the human language said?"

"..."

Feng Qi rubbed Ji Chaoyun's loose long hair and said with a smile: "Don't worry, your husband is not as weak as you think. Even if you are sucked hundreds of times by your pesky little fairy, I can stand it."

Ji Chaoyun was silent, his ears were quietly red.

Of course he is not afraid of these.

It was only during the spiritual practice that he noticed that the power of the Dragon Ball in Feng Qi's body would really enter his body with the two...intimate intercourse.

And afterwards, he did find that the power of the Dragon Ball in his body had increased again.

The power of the dragon ball was integrated into Feng Qi's spiritual core when he was reborn in Nirvana, and it no longer existed, so he could not take out the dragon ball from Feng Qi.But now it seems that if some Dragon Ball power is...every time, is it possible for him to reconsolidate his pill in the long run?

This thought flashed through Ji Chaoyun's heart, and his heart beat suddenly a few minutes.

After the dragon clan loses the dragon ball, its roots are destroyed, and the cultivation base is limited, just like a waste.He did not regret the pill that year, but if he could find it back, it would be great.

No one wants to be a waste all the time.

Thinking of this, Ji Chaoyun just wanted to turn over and sit up, and was immediately forced to fall back by the soreness from his waist.

Feng Qi was quite flattered: "What, did you think about it again?"

"...No, I don't want to." Ji Chaoyun rubbed his waist expressionlessly, his brain instantly awake.

Whether this is the case or not, it cannot continue now.

With this phoenix's energy, if this trouble continues, he may not survive the day when the power of the dragon ball returns...

Ji Chaoyun thought angrily.

Feng Qi and Ji Chaoyun were recuperating in the name of Wenqufeng. These days when they were actually fooling around, they also mixed up the quarter exam of Hongmeng Academy.

After the quarterly exams are over, it is time to prepare for the top ranking competition.

Tianban is not for everyone to participate. Disciples of Tianzi and Dizi can sign up directly, while Xuanzi and Huangzi require a preliminary test.

The initial test of the yellow character level is scheduled for ten days after the end of the quarterly test.

The content of the initial test is very simple. The yellow-letter disciples randomly draw lots on the spot, and the winner will be eligible to participate in the top ranking.

On the day of the first test of the Tianban, Ji Chaoyun finally obtained the approval of His Royal Highness Feng Er, and was able to leave Wenqu Peak and meet his classmates who had been away for a long time.

When Ji Chaoyun came to Yanjianping, the deacon disciple in charge of the examination had not yet arrived.Many disciples surrounded the lawn in twos and threes. Seeing him coming, they silenced them and looked at him.

Ji Chaoyun wasn't very comfortable with being stared at like this, and was about to walk aside, but was pulled from behind.

He turned his head, Ye Chenxing smiled and said, "It's been a long time since I saw you Chaoyun, is your injury better?"

"It's okay." Ji Chaoyun paused, then asked, "They...Is there anything on my body?"

Ye Chenxing turned his head and glared, staring back at those sights one by one, before saying: "Don't worry about them, a group of people talking about people behind their backs."

"?"

Bei Ran hesitated for a moment, and explained: "Brother Ji, your business...everyone has heard of it."

The kidnapping of Ji Chaoyun by the Lingyuan Sea Dragon King was raging, and after the truth was found out, Ji Chaoyun's identity was about to be revealed.

No one thought that this little demon dragon with a bad bone, but a strong body, turned out to be the Prince Ling Yuanhai who had defected for many years.I didn't expect that there would be such a tortuous story.

This is just a little curious.

Ji Chaoyun doesn't care how others think of him, not to mention that after so many years, he has long since regarded himself as a person of Ling Yuanhai, and has no intention of restoring his true identity.

He nodded and said nothing.

Not long after, the disciple in charge of the examination finally came.

Ji Chaoyun raised his eyes and looked up at the tall figure walking in the front of the crowd.

"..."

Feng Qi met Ji Chaoyun's gaze and smiled cheerfully.

The corners of Ji Chaoyun's lips twitched, only to feel that his waist began to ache again.

This energetic Phoenix had a hard time with him for most of the night last night, causing him to get up this morning with low back pain and almost unable to get up, almost missed the hour.

Shouldn't the disciples of the Imperial Examination Hall come to the Huang Zi-level Tianban initial test? What does it have to do with him?

Ji Chaoyun withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, pulled the two people beside him and turned his head and walked into the crowd.

Feng Qi's smile froze on his face and hurriedly caught up.

Ye Chenxing looked uncomfortable: "Why did that flower peacock come? He is responsible for supervising the exam today?"

"I don't know." Ji Chaoyun said coldly.

Bei Ran blinked suspiciously: "Brother Ji, have you quarreled?"

"...No, I don't want to see him."

Ye Chenxing looked at Ji Chaoyun's expression and sighed: "Oh, I said earlier, this peacock is far behind the rumors of the god Fengxiao."

Ji Chaoyun asked: "How do you know Feng Xiao?"

"How do you not know the hero who saved the fairyland?" Ye Chenxing raised his eyebrows, and said again, "However, the matter between you and Feng Xiao was only recently known."

"Who told you that?"

"The whole academy knows it." Ye Chenxing said seriously, "You fell in love with Feng Xiao God at first sight, and you did not hesitate to fight against Ling Yuanhai, and you resolutely offered a pill to save his life. It's really embarrassing and moving."

"..." Ji Chaoyun pressed his eyebrows, "In fact, things are not like this..."

"You don't need to be shy, we all know." Ye Chenxing leaned to his ear and whispered, "You tell me quietly, Feng Xiao and Feng Qi, who do you care more about in your heart? Ahem, no other meaning. It's just that the disciple of the college made a gambling game in his spare time. I haven't pressed it yet, so I can breathe with you in advance."

Ji Chaoyun also showed some interest: "Then who is more pressing now?"

As soon as his voice fell, he felt a chill in the back of his head, like a cold light on his back.

Looking back, Feng Qi stood behind them and said with a faint smile: "I also want to know, who is more pressing?"