Rebirth: My Master is the Dragon Prince

After a long while, he decided to cook for Ye Fengci. He held his waist and stood up. "Stop talking." The three of them looked at each other, not daring to say more. But in their hearts, they all thought that they could not escape today.

Bai Jin and Mu Qinghan supported Ye Fengci and followed Xie Jingshu into the kitchen. They didn't dare to blink to see what Xie Jingshu put in. In the end, because the wounds on their bodies were too painful,

Xie Jingshu only had the energy to cook a pot of porridge. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Bai Jin's ears perked up again.

Xie Jingshu filled each of the three people with a bowl. Ye Fengci's throat tightened. He had never been so frightened as he was at that moment.

There are no other ingredients, just simple lean meat and egg porridge, the color is okay,

The three of them drank the first sip with a fearless attitude. Fortunately, it was not poisonous; sadly, it was hard to swallow. Mu Qinghan was the first to hold back.

After vomiting with a wow sound, Xie Jingshu looked at Ye Fengci. Ye Fengci held back and wrapped the porridge in his mouth.

He was reluctant to swallow it, and a strange taste filled his mouth. He wanted to spit it out several times.

When he noticed Xie Jingshu's look, he quickly swallowed it and smiled awkwardly. Xie Jingshu thought to himself that Ye Fengci was more knowledgeable about tasting delicious food.

Then he looked at Bai Jin, whose eyes became even redder, and it seemed that tears would fall from his eyes in the next second. Xie Jingshu poured himself a bowl and drank it.

He is not a good cook, but he has not lost his sense of taste. It does not taste very good, but since it is made by him, he must finish it. The long process is like torture.

When they finished eating, Bai Jin and Mu Qinghan rushed out. Xie Jingshu called them, "Where are you going?" "Let's go wash our faces. It's too hot here."

Xie Jingshu did not stop them, but helped Ye Fengci up and said, "Go back first."

Ye Fengci nodded, gently took Xie Jingshu's hand and returned to the bedroom.

"Master, did you really pull out the dragon scales?"

"It has nothing to do with you, go to sleep," Xie Jingshu left unhappily and went to soak in ice water.

He always felt a sense of heat in his body, which made him very upset. He soaked in ice water and fell asleep unconsciously.

In the main hall of Yueyun Mountain Sect, the head and a group of elders were discussing that Yueyun Mountain Sect had become the second largest sect in the upper cultivation world due to the arrival of Xie Jingshu.

The number of disciples who came here because of his reputation even exceeded that of the largest sect in the upper cultivation world. According to the rules of the upper cultivation world, the top three sects would sign a covenant.

Firstly, it allows disciples of the three sects to communicate and learn from each other, and secondly, it is to demonstrate the strength of the sects.

Therefore, the person who signs the covenant is of vital importance. Xie Jingshu's every move is full of nobility and arrogance, and it is no exaggeration to say that he is the best in the world of cultivation.

Elder Xingchen said, "No one is more suitable to go than Elder Reimu." "But I haven't seen Elder Reimu for a long time. It's a problem whether I can find him."

The head of the sect meant almost the same thing. Whenever Xie Jingshu stood there, he always had an attitude that would not tolerate rejection. The Hengyang elder said,

"Yesterday I heard from others that Elder Ling Meng has returned. The headmaster just needs to send a message to him."

After Elder Hengyang said this, the head of the sect really followed his advice. The next morning, Xie Jingshu, who was soaking in ice water, received a message.

Clicking on the green leaves, the voice of the headmaster can be heard from the green leaves, as if discussing something.

"The other day, we received a letter from Duanqingshan, asking if Elder Lingmeng is free. Could you please go to Duanqingshan Sect and form an alliance with him on behalf of our sect?"

Xie Jingshu sat up in a bucket of ice water and looked at his waist. The pain from the loss of dragon scales would last at least a year and a half, but he could spend three months in the sect every year at most.

It was rare for the head of the sect to assign him a mission. He sent a message to indicate his agreement, tied the belt on his clothes and walked out. Ye Fengci woke up when he heard the sound of the door being pushed open.

"Master,"

"I will be leaving in two days. You stay here to recover from your injuries."

"where are you going?"

"I'm going to Duanqing Mountain Sect to sign an alliance. I should be back soon," Xie Jingshu sat on the rattan chair in front of the desk, only two tables away from Ye Fengci.

His waist was still hurting. He closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing. Ye Fengci sat up and said, "I want to go with you, too."

"Your injury has not healed yet, and you are not fit to walk,"

"I can walk," Ye Fengci took the elixir, and Xie Jingshu injected a lot of spiritual power into him, so walking was no longer a problem for him.

"No," Xie Jingshu said firmly. In order to prove that he was fine, Ye Fengci stood up and walked directly towards Xie Jingshu who was sitting on the rattan chair.

Xie Jingshu immediately stood up and helped him up. Ye Fengci said in a relaxed tone,

"Master, look, I'm really fine,"

"You," Ye Fengci came to him as soon as he stood up, and saw the anxiety on Xie Jingshu's face.

Forgetting everything else for a moment, his master began to accommodate him again in his heart, and hugged Xie Jingshu. Xie Jingshu felt pain and fell onto the rattan chair.

Ye Fengci pressed on him without hesitation. The rattan chair could not bear the weight and fell backwards. Xie Jingshu cast a spell in time to stabilize the rattan chair, but this only made it pressed tighter.

"A——" After a painful groan, he couldn't utter a word. His lips and teeth trembled. Ye Fengci wanted to get down from the rattan chair but he was too weak.

He fell back again. "You...get out," Xie Jingshu let out a weak roar. Ye Fengci rolled back to the couch.

"I'm sorry, Master."

Xie Jingshu didn't want to pay attention to him. He walked to the other side of the couch with his things and lay down. It hurt so much.

He couldn't exert any strength on his waist and back, and even his back couldn't touch anything. After a long time of pain, he felt very tired, and he fell asleep unknowingly.

Ye Fengci couldn't sleep.

Thinking of the wound he had just pressed on Xie Jingshu, he felt the pain in his body. He tiptoed to Xie Jingshu's side, wanting to see where he was injured. Clothes without waist belts were always easier to manage.

Soon, like peeling bamboo shoots, he peeled it to the end. There was a glaring scar on his waist, the size of a dragon scale.

A thin layer of skin covered the red flesh underneath, which seemed like it could be blown away by the wind. Ye Fengci did not dare to move, for fear of waking up the sleeping person.

He really plucked out the dragon scales, and the only possibility was that Xie Jingshu plucked out the dragon scales for him. Legend has it that dragon scales can be used as medicine to heal wounds faster.

It can also help people practice. The effect that ordinary dragon scales can achieve can be imagined by the scales of an ice dragon.

"Master, you really forgive me, right?" Ye Fengci stared at the torn flesh on his waist. Perhaps his gaze was too blazing.

Or maybe the sound of talking woke up the sleeping person. Xie Jingshu opened his eyes and saw that the clothes that were originally tied up were completely untied.

Needless to say, it was this traitor who did it. He asked anxiously, "What are you doing, you bastard?"

Obviously, he didn't sleep well this time. When he opened his eyes, he saw such a scene.

"No, I just want to see... Master... where... are you injured?"

Ye Fengci hurriedly defended himself, "Go away, go away, don't let me see you,"

Xie Jingshu pointed at the door next door and said, "Go in, and don't let me see you again today."

"Yes, it's Master," Ye Fengci hurried to open the door, forgetting that he was injured, and fell to the ground and couldn't get up. Xie Jingshu's head was about to explode.

He came down and helped the man to the couch. "You lie down quietly. If I find you again, I'll chop off your paws."