Rebirth: My Master is the Dragon Prince

Ming Xinli took out the medicinal herbs he had collected for many years and boiled some medicine for Xie Jingshu. It took him four or five hours to boil a bowl of medicine. When he returned to Xie Jingshu's palace,

Xie Jingshu had already rolled under the white jade bed, lying on the ground and breathing heavily, like a fish that has come ashore and is deprived of oxygen. The icy dragon's tail could be seen to be completely red around the dragon bones, and the dragon claws were also shrinking listlessly.

Ming Xinli immediately picked him up and said hurriedly,

"What happened to you? Why did your tail become like this?"

Only the tail of a dying dragon will turn red, which is a pain that goes deep into the bone marrow. The red color is not noticeable on the tails of ordinary dragons.

But Xie Jingshu's dragon tail is different from other dragons. When the ice dragon's tail turns red, it means that blood clots have accumulated to the waist. If the blood clots rush to the heart, there will be no way to save the situation.

Xie Jingshu didn't say anything or move, just let Ming Xinli hold him like this, looking at him calmly with a pair of eyes that were constantly shedding tears.

Ming Xinli put him back and wiped away Xie Jingshu's tears, which were still flowing freely.

Ming Xinli tried various methods but couldn't stop his tears. She started crying herself.

"Don't cry, don't you want your eyes anymore?" After saying that, he sat down on the ground, buried his head between his knees, and started crying, his shoulders twitching.

He was two years older than Xie Jingshu, but he had never encountered such a situation before.

The blood from the dragon's tail had accumulated to his waist, and he didn't know how to treat this special ice dragon of the dragon clan.

At this moment, a cold hand touched his head, and Xie Jingshu said weakly,

"sorry,"

Ming Xinli stood up suddenly and said, "You haven't done anything wrong to anyone, so you don't need to apologize to me." Then he helped Xie Jingshu up and produced a bowl of medicine in his hand.

"Drink it," Xie Jingshu shook his head, "I... don't want to,"

A spoonful of medicine was stuffed into Xie Jingshu's mouth without any explanation. This time Ming Xinli tied his hands and feet, pinched his face and forced a spoonful of medicine into his mouth.

"Ugh..." The bitterness made his tongue numb, and Xie Jingshu retched, and the medicine mixed with blood flowed out.

"Please, can you drink a sip?"

Even though Ming Xinli was a playful person, he did not hesitate to beg the person he loved the most when he saw him in such a state.

Xie Jingshu vomited a few more mouthfuls of blood. He was depressed and had been forced to be demonized for so long that he had no strength left.

"I'm sorry, I can't drink it."

"Are you so afraid of the bitterness?" Ming Xinli took a sip. Regardless of the medicinal effect, he put a lot of sugar in it so that he wouldn't have trouble drinking it.

"I... want to go... to the altar..." Xie Jingshu leaned on his shoulder with his eyes closed.

"Then drink this bowl of medicine, and I will take you there," Ming Xinli held the bowl in front of him, "Drink it all in one breath,"

Xie Jingshu burst into tears when he saw the medicine, but he still took it and poured it into his mouth.

"Ugh—" Ming Xinli reacted very quickly and pressed a few of his acupuncture points. "Fortunately, you didn't vomit."

"Okay, I'll keep my word and take you there right away," Ming Xinli picked him up and flew towards the altar.

Xie Jingshu couldn't spit it out, his eyes turned red, Ming Xinli touched his face,

"I said, you are the Crown Prince after all, how could you become like this after drinking a bowl of medicine?"

The altar was surrounded by a vast expanse of white. The leader was at the front, floating like a cloud.

Ming Xinli put him down, and after making sure that Xie Jingshu would not spit out the food, he untied his acupuncture points, "Now that you have come, you are not allowed to cry anymore."

Xie Jingshu sat on the ground and looked up at Ming Xinli, "You... go."

"...." Ming Xinli shrugged his shoulders, put his hands behind his back and walked away. Xie Jingshu was the only one on the huge altar. Looking at the flashing name, Xie Jingshu couldn't stop crying.

He moved forward, "Mom," he fell to the ground, crying until he was speechless, his hands were soon wet.

"I... didn't... use it. I still couldn't." A pain came from the dragon's tail at this time. Xie Jingshu looked back.

His eyes suddenly turned cold, and he slapped the stone with his tail, causing it to break into pieces.

"Broken...tail, ugh——" The pain in the tail became more obvious, Xie Jingshu gritted his teeth,

He slammed his tail hard onto more rocks, causing them to explode. The sound of the explosion attracted Ming Xinli, who had not walked far away. Ming Xinli ran out from behind the boulder.

I saw Xie Jingshu hitting the dragon's tail hard.

"What on earth are you going to do?!" Ming Xinli grabbed Xie Jingshu's tail. Xie Jingshu tried desperately to escape, but his fingers grabbed the ground and he couldn't hold on to anything.

"You want to die, don't you? You don't care about the dragon clan, do you? You don't want this tail anymore, do you?" Ming Xinli lifted his tail higher, until his back didn't even touch the ground.

Suddenly, he found that the blood clots were rapidly spreading to his waist. "You, you——" Ming Xinli picked him up.

Rushing towards the palace, Xie Jingshu touched the hand that was holding him.

"I still... failed to protect... them..."

Ming Xinli yelled, "Who needs your protection? You can't even protect yourself? Just tell me what you want!" Anyone could see from Xie Jingshu's condition that he had no will to live.

"I'm sorry, I want to see them."

"My father and mother are dead too, did you know? So many people died! Even the dragon clan's medical officer has gone to the human world, take a good look!"

Ming Xin waved his hand, and war broke out on earth, with corpses everywhere and monsters and demons mixed together. Many dragon soldiers died in front of these overwhelming beasts.

Xie Jingshu cried even harder, "I'm... sorry, it's all... my... fault, I'm... useless." Guilt and self-blame enveloped him, almost suffocating him here. He vomited blood and fainted.

"You--" Ming Xinli had nothing to say. He tried to repair his injured dragon tail, but for some reason the dragon tail kept rejecting his spiritual power, and the condition was worse than the previous few days.

"I really am, I really am!" Ming Xinli held his head and rushed forward, punching the table, breaking it into pieces, and then hurriedly began to clean up the remains of the table.

Xie Jingshu slept for several days in a row, with no sign of waking up. His spiritual energy was weak, and even his spiritual roots began to shake.

No matter how much spiritual power Ming Xinli exerted on him, it was of no use.

Five days later, Xie Jingshu finally opened his eyes at some point. His silver pupils seemed to turn silver-gray, and blood spread above his waist.

He took Ming Xinli's finger.

"Take... me... to... the human world, okay?"

"You're in this state. Do you want to be eaten by those ferocious beasts when you go to the human world?" Ming Xin was exhausted. As long as Xie Jingshu shed tears, he would start to cry uncontrollably.

Xie Jingshu's eyes were blurred with tears. "Take... me... with you, is it... okay?"

"Okay, I'll take you there. Please stop crying, okay?" Ming Xinli wiped his tears, found a longer robe to cover Xie Jingshu's dragon tail, and took him to the human world.

Ming Xinli brought Xie Jingshu to the human world quickly. When Xie Jingshu saw the dead and injured dragons on the ground, he felt boundless grief in his heart.

He closed his eyes and his dragon tail turned back into legs, "What are you doing?"

"Let me do something for the dragon clan," Huaiyue responded to the call. The powerful spiritual flow made Ming Xinli retreat several steps. An ominous feeling arose along with the long flute sound. At the call of Xie Jingshu's flute sound, the seriously injured dragon soldiers stood up.

Ye Fengci heard it and flew towards the source of the sound. Xie Jingshu was wearing a white robe that was dazzling.

"You can't, you can't..." Ming Xinli desperately split the barrier around Xie Jingshu, and Ye Fengci stood in front of Xie Jingshu.

Xie Jingshu just looked at him calmly, as calm as a still pond, as if there was no hope left.

"He wants to destroy his own spiritual source," Ming Xinli shouted at Ye Fengci. Luo Feng and Zhou Mu are the strongest fighters in the world. Even if they are children, they will be much stronger than ordinary people.

The powerful spiritual current made the surrounding beasts fall down, and the dead dragon soldiers stood up.

"Jingshu, you can't do this," Ming Xinli shouted.

Whether it is the resurrection technique or the rebirth technique, the consumption is huge. With Xie Jingshu's current seriously injured body, he cannot bear the backlash.

Ye Fengci walked against the barrier and slashed it open. Xie Jingshu was instantly knocked back to the dragon's tail by the impact, and the blood clots on the dragon's tail were close to his heart.

Xie Jingshu kept vomiting blood, and looked at Ming Xinli as if to protest, "I... can still protect the Dragon Clan." Ye Fengci hugged him, and Xie Jingshu glanced at him indifferently.

"I... have already paid... back... everything. We don't need to see... each other again..." Luo Feng and Zhou Mu had not yet turned into demons, so even though there were casualties, their clan was not wiped out.

Ye Fengci's golden tears were already welling up in his eyes. He used one hand to apply spiritual flow to Xie Jingshu to suppress the blood clots that were flowing back, while questioning angrily,

"What did I do wrong? Why did you do this to me?" "Ugh—" Xie Jingshu kept vomiting blood, as if he remembered something.

He suddenly smiled, like the warm sunshine that people hope for in winter, "I... just... thought of... a bad guy."

Xie Jingshu was in extreme pain, but he acted as if nothing had happened. He ordered Ming Xinli to bring back the seriously injured dragon who had not yet been rescued, and he left with the help of the dragon general.

Ye Fengci felt uneasy, but he couldn't tell where he was uneasy.

Mingming was lying there without any strength, but when he saw Ming Xinli coming back, he still asked about her condition.

"Your Highness, you can't even speak clearly. Can you please stop hurting yourself?"

"I'm fine," he spat out blood again. Xie Jingshu hated the fragility of his body. He slammed his dragon tail hard again.

Ming Xinli held down his dragon tail and said, "Your Highness, why are you angry again?"

"Take me to see the wounded,"

"Your Highness, please be quiet. You are also injured."

Xie Jingshu slammed his dragon tail again, and was very angry, "Take me there!"

"Okay, I'll take you there," Ming Xinli held him up, dressed him, and helped him walk out.