Rebirth: My Master is the Dragon Prince

"Master, this is the Ximing Sea. It feels no different from other seas," Mu Qinghan hadn't finished speaking when Xie Jingshu put Huaiyue in his hand again.

"Take this, and all the patrolling soldiers on the shore will protect you."

Every sea has a Dragon King, with shrimp soldiers and crab generals patrolling the coast. When they see Huaiyue, they will know that she is someone brought by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and they will protect her.

Xie Jingshu gave him a few more instructions, and Mu Qinghan nodded, not quite understanding. "Master, why don't you take me with you?" "Because you are not an immortal yet, the water-avoiding spell will only last for a moment on your body, and it will be troublesome to come and go at that time."

After explaining, Xie Jingshu jumped into the water. Mu Qinghan was at a loss. His master was omnipotent.

It would be great if I were also an immortal, so I could follow Xie Jingshu everywhere.

Ximing Sea Dragon King Palace, "Your Highness," the Dragon King knelt down as soon as he saw Xie Jingshu,

"Please save my child. I don't know where he went last month. When he came back, he was seriously injured and had lost all his spiritual power. The dragon doctor said that he is in critical condition. I think only Your Highness can save him, Your Highness!"

The Dragon King was in tears as he spoke. No matter how Xie Jingshu tried to help him up, he couldn't. At this moment, he regretted that he had hurt himself so much that he lost all his spiritual power.

If he hadn't been injured, saving a little dragon would be a piece of cake, but if he had to ferry souls and heal injuries for others, he didn't know how long he could live.

He stood there in a daze. The Crown Prince's injury was rarely mentioned to others, except for the few people closest to the Crown Prince. The Dragon King knelt down and continued to cry and beg, "Your Highness, please save my son. I really, really have no other choice."

Xie Jingshu thought for a long time and decided to heal Xiao Qinglong. "Take me to see him."

If he had not revealed that he had the ability to resurrect, the Azure Dragon King would not have begged him.

But if one person is too powerful, he will make others feel that he can do anything and will not get hurt.

The little blue dragon was lying on the ice crystal couch. He had recovered his original form without spiritual power. He checked with his hand and found that the little blue dragon was breathing weakly. Xie Jingshu closed his eyes.

He dispersed the people around him, condensed the purest spiritual energy belonging to the Ice Dragon in his hands, and slowly injected it into the Azure Dragon.

Every time I lost a bit of spiritual power, every inch of my bones would ache, and it hurt so much that I almost fell to my knees. I didn't know how long I had been injecting it like this.

Qinglong recovered his human form and his face became red. Although he did not use the resurrection technique, it still damaged his spirit. In the end, Xie Jingshu could not hold on any longer. He held the ice crystal bed tightly with his fingers to suppress the appearance of the fire poison. Little Qinglong's face gradually became red. Xie Jingshu continued to inject spiritual power into him until little Qinglong woke up.

"Your Highness, it's you." Xiao Qinglong was still a little weak, but the weakest person at the moment was Xie Jingshu. Xie Jingshu still managed a comforting expression.

"It's okay, I'm here, I won't let anything happen to you," Xie Jingshu almost fainted while speaking.

No, he couldn't. He had to know clearly what happened.

"How did you get so seriously injured?" Xie Jingshu opened and closed his eyes, speaking incoherently.

It was even more wrong than the little Qinglong lying there. Qinglong blinked his eyes, "Your Highness, are you injured because of me? A few years ago, I buried a spiritual stone on the reef at the bottom of the Nanming Sea, because the earth energy there can amplify the spiritual power in the spiritual stone. When I went there a few days ago, I found that there was an extra palace there. When I went in, I seemed to see a few dragons. Those dragons seemed to be injured, so I wanted to go in and take them out, but I was injured directly. The man in black also planted poison in my body, and then when I woke up, all my spiritual power was gone."

Xie Jingshu was so alert that he didn't faint, and he suppressed his anger.

After listening to Xiao Qinglong's words, "Why didn't you call me at that time?"

"Your Highness, you don't know how fast that person was. In a flash, all the dragons fell down. It was so scary. When I swam out, I couldn't recognize the way. This person can use medicine, Your Highness."

Xie Jingshu repeated this in his mind over and over again, and touched Xiao Qinglong's head.

"Have a good rest. If you have any problem, come to me as soon as possible. Don't wait too long. I'm leaving."

If I don't leave now, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave. It will be a huge embarrassment.

Xie Jingshu took a step forward and rested for a while. The Dragon King came forward and knelt down again.

"Thank you for saving my life, Your Highness. I have no way to repay you. Your Highness, this Ice Art Stone will definitely be beneficial to your cultivation. It contains my spiritual power. I hope Your Highness will accept it."

"I'll take the Ice Art Stone, but I don't want the spiritual power. Keep it and use it to heal Little Blue Dragon."

After Xie Jingshu finished speaking, he turned into a dragon and left. If he stayed for one more second, he would not be able to hold on. Mu Qinghan sat on the rocks on the shore, stroking the sea water with his hands.

Stirring up the waves, "Cough," Xie Jingshu fell to the shore with a cough.

Blood was flowing out of his mouth. He had just lost too much spiritual power. His body couldn't suppress the fire poison at all. "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Qinghan pulled up Xie Jingshu who was lying on the shore. Xie Jingshu vomited a few mouthfuls of blood and fell asleep, still holding the Ice Art Stone in his hand. "Master, you..."

Mu Qinghan tried his best to send the spiritual power in his body to Xie Jingshu, but this amount of spiritual power was so insignificant compared to Ye Fengci's, and it could only relieve pain.

"Master, please don't scare me, okay? What's wrong with you?"

"Cough cough cough-"

Xie Jingshu was choked by the blood that was flowing back and he kept coughing. A lot of blood was splattered on his face.

Mu Qinghan held Xie Jingshu's hand and started crying. He had always been well protected.

He had never encountered any major problems. He was really helpless against Xie Jingshu, whose spiritual power was useless. "Master, where have you been? Why do you always make yourself like this?!"

He collapsed and held his head. He was very happy that Xie Jingshu was with him for half a year every year. However, Xie Jingshu was always injured.

Only Ye Fengci would have a solution. He tried to pick up Xie Jingshu, but he was still a little short, so he held Xie Jingshu's hand.

He carried the man on his back and summoned his flying sword. He finally brought Xie Jingshu into the air. Xie Jingshu struggled for a while and Mu Qinghan almost fell down. Worried about hurting Xie Jingshu again, Mu Qinghan could only fly down with Xie Jingshu. "You... go back. Your master... has his own way."

Xie Jingshu was coughing up blood as he spoke. With the power of Liuzhao Lantern, Xie Jingshu disappeared from Mu Qinghan's sight. "Master!"