Rebirth: My Master is the Dragon Prince

There was a shout not far away, Ming Xin shouted from a distance, "Kid, wait..."

Ming Xinli, who was far away, also felt the freezing cold. He shivered and the air he exhaled turned into ice beads.

"Oh, so cold, ah, sneeze——"

Ye Fengci was not much better. His fire body made him feel like he was covered with frost. He touched Xie Jingshu's face.

"Don't think about dying while I'm here,"

Ming Xinli transformed into a dragon and finally caught up here. He just happened to hear these words, "Kid, what are you talking about?"

"Nothing." Ye Fengci patted the spirit beast's head, and the spirit beast flew into the bank of the black ice pond like a horse.

"Cough, sneeze--" A gust of cold air flew into Ye Fengci's nose, and he couldn't help sneezing.

Ming Xinli only then discovered that Ye Fengci's spiritual power had already connected to Xie Jingshu's heart.

"It's over, kid, do you have so much spiritual power to heal him?" Ming Xinli was so anxious that his head was buzzing.

Ye Fengci said calmly, "I have a way, you go back."

Ming Xinli no longer cared about his dignity and started arguing with Ye Fengci, "Why? Who are you to him?"

Ye Fengci's voice suddenly lost its confidence. He was stunned for a long time, and then put on a half-smile again, "I have already replenished my spiritual power for him. It's useless for you not to leave now."

Ming Xinli covered her face, "Your Highness, I'm sorry... A-choo..."

Ye Fengci stared at him, his golden eyes filled with ridicule.

"You are worse than a child. What are you doing here? Go away."

After being insulted again and again, Ming Xinli couldn't hold back her face. "I say, little kid, why are you so rude? Where are your parents? Is this what they taught you?"

Ye Fengci seemed to be unconcerned and continued to treat Xie Jingshu's injuries.

"My parents died a long time ago, so don't tell me that. Bah, I won't listen. You'd better not stand here and be careful of it."

With a finger, the huge beast opened its bloody mouth and said, "What do you think? Do you want to fight with my Baozi and take him away, or wait until I heal his wounds and then let you come over."

"Dumplings? You call this stuff dumpling?"

Ming Xinli really felt that this child had opened his eyes. Is this how a child should be?

"Are you leaving or not? When you leave here and he is almost well, I will ask you to come over," Ye Fengci's eyes were extremely oppressive.

"Walk,"

"Also, when he wakes up, don't tell him that I was with him," Ye Fengci lowered his eyes.

"Why?" Ming Xinli always felt that this child was very strange and inexplicably looked like an adult.

"He hates me. He gets angry when he sees me, which is not conducive to his recovery," Ye Fengci sighed, and then seemed to be melancholy. Finally, he turned into irritability and waved his hand, "Go away, don't bother me anymore."

Ming Xinli felt that it was useless to stay here any longer, so he left a message saying "You'd better tell the truth" and turned into a dragon and flew towards the dragon clan.

Ming Xin left, and Ye Fengci removed the clothes that were blocking the dragon's tail. There was countless blood clots inside the dragon's tail. Ye Fengci continuously transformed the fire element spiritual power and sent it to Xie Jingshu.

Let him lie down and check his dragon tail, "Why did this tail become like this?

The bones were almost dislocated. He gently punctured a small piece of the dragon's tail, but the blood on the dragon's tail could not flow out. He thought it was not big enough, so he opened it a little more, but found that it still could not flow out and kept flowing upwards.

Xie Jingshu seemed to have stopped breathing. No matter how big the wound was, the dragon's tail only moved slightly. Ye Fengci leaned over.

His face moved close to the dragon's tail. The icy dragon's tail was emitting starlight in the Tianshan Mysterious Ice Pool. He gently pushed aside the spiritual scales on the dragon's tail, sprayed his breath at the base of the scales, and sucked the blood clots in the dragon's tail.

Xie Jingshu's fingers moved slightly and he groaned softly, "Does it hurt?" Ye Fengci thought that clearing the blood clots hurt him, so he gently touched the root of the dragon scales with his soft pink hand, while adding spiritual power to the spirit stone with one hand.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt,"

Xie Jingshu groaned softly a few times, and Ye Fengci was still clearing the blood clots for him. If too much blood could not be cleared in one day, it would be difficult for him to recover. After spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, Ye Fengci picked him up and sat him down, with his head resting on Xie Jingshu's shoulder. He was not tall enough now, and was two heads shorter than Xie Jingshu.

"Hold me, it won't hurt anymore," Ye Fengci touched his silver hair, not knowing whether Xie Jingshu was leaning on him or he was leaning on Xie Jingshu.

For seven whole days, Ye Fengci's spiritual power never stopped. He cleared the blood clots for him time and time again, dragging him into the black ice pool to soak his tail. However, Xie Jingshu still did not react much, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him.

After half a month, Ye Fengci's spiritual flow began to weaken. It was not as strong as it was a few days ago. His anxiety was greater than his worry about himself, and he was surrounded by deep sadness.

"Get up," Ye Fengci looked at Xie Jingshu who hadn't responded for a long time, feeling anxious. No matter how much spiritual power he put in, it was in vain. He kept trying to wake him up.

At this time Ming Xinli came here again.

"Kid, isn't he awake?"

Ye Fengci had a gloomy face, with nowhere to vent his anger, and he was about to say something. "I don't call you kid, I call you Ye Fengci, how rude, stupid guy,"

Ming Xinli sneered at this reaction, "This kid is really annoying,"

Without engaging in a verbal battle with him, he squatted down to look at Xie Jingshu's dragon tail. When his fingers were about to touch the dragon tail,

Ye Fengci opened it with a palm, "What are you touching? Don't block it here."

"Okay, okay, okay," Ming Xinli gritted his teeth. He would settle the score with this kid later. He was so angry, so angry! He flicked his sleeves and headed towards the top of the Xuanbing Pond, and soon disappeared from Ye Fengci's sight.

"Stop nagging," Ye Fengci held Xie Jingshu's hand and put it against his face. Xie Jingshu's fingers moved. Ye Fengci was ecstatic and touched his dragon tail to better stimulate him to wake up. Anyway, the blood clot had not been cleared yet.

The spiritual power never stopped for a moment. Ye Fengci used the same method to clear the blood clots for Xie Jingshu.

Like scratching an itch, rubbing it repeatedly.

"No, no...no," Xie Jingshu's voice was as soft as a mosquito, but it was still enough to make Ye Fengci ecstatic. He couldn't help but send out spiritual flow more vigorously, rubbing his dragon tail so that he could make more sounds.

Xie Jingshu's dragon tail moved slightly, as if in resistance to Ye Fengci. The dragon tail was caught in his palm and stroked tirelessly, deliberately pushing aside his scales and deliberately playing tricks at the base of the scales. Xie Jingshu moved his fingers, but he had no strength to resist at all.

"If you wake up, I won't play anymore," Ye Fengci picked him up and went to tidy up Xie Jingshu's silver hair. The gems on the hair crown were sparkling, but they were not as beautiful as the face that could overturn the world. It was so beautiful, so beautiful to the point of cruelty.

But Xie Jingshu still fell asleep. After Ye Feng had been with her for more than half a month, his spiritual power began to decline. He explored the source of his spiritual power and confirmed it again and again, but the result was still not optimistic.

He is the strongest fighter in the world. He consumes his spiritual energy day and night and it will always be exhausted. He repeats over and over again, "There is nothing I can't do", reminding himself not to fall asleep. Even if he has to use up everything in the world, no matter what the cost, he will do it. What is there to fear if a mere spiritual vein is broken?