Rebirth: My Master is the Dragon Prince

The demon soldiers outside the bedroom reported, "Demon Lord, someone is looking for you."

Ye Fengci didn't say anything. He picked up Xie Jingshu and walked towards the door. It was his momentary negligence that gave him the opportunity to leave. In the future, he will hold him tightly and will not let him leave again.

Xie Jingshu was held like this, with his hands hanging down and his neck weak. Anyone with a little spiritual power could see that this person was no longer here.

The demon soldiers at the door couldn't help but feel scared. Did the Demon Lord kill his new wife on the wedding night?

He could not help but lower his head even more, fearing that the Demon Lord would be in a bad mood and kill another one.

Ye Fengci carried Xie Jingshu and walked up to the throne of the Demon Palace. Two rows of candles lit up, illuminating his jade-like face. Madness could be seen faintly in his pair of golden pupils. The sleeves of his dark robe covered Xie Jingshu's face, leaving only his head of silver hair exposed.

Mu Qinghan stood in the center of the hall, anger showing on his gentle face.

"You actually killed him. Master shouldn't have saved you in the first place."

After listening to this, Ye Fengci lifted up his sleeves. Xie Jingshu's heart-throbbingly beautiful face had lost all life. He pinched Xie Jingshu's face and pecked her deeply.

No matter how Mu Qinghan cursed, he did not raise his head. After a while, he raised his golden eyes.

"What happens between me and him is none of your business."

Mu Qinghan was about to go crazy, pointing at Ye Fengci, "You, Master is so good to you, you..."

Ye Fengci pinched Xie Jingshu's face and said, "You are blind. When has he ever smiled?"

Mu Qinghan gnashed his teeth and said angrily, "You are blind. Being nice to others means smiling. What do you think of me as your master? My master always takes you out to play on your birthday. He always gives you the best things first. When have you ever seen my master be so nice to others?"

Ye Fengci shuddered unconsciously and hugged Xie Jingshu tighter, "You know what? He didn't want to die by my side, he was far away from me, he chose to abandon me."

"You deserve it. When you were seriously injured, Master took care of you day and night. He plucked out the scale on your heart and turned it into medicine for you to take. That's how you got better. You should know what the scale on your heart means to the dragon clan. He never allowed us to mention it to you."

Ye Fengci was in disbelief at first, and then quickly pinched Xie Jingshu's face, "Why don't you say it? Why don't you say it? You don't tell me anything."

Mu Qinghan rushed to the throne of the Demon Lord and opened the hand that was holding Xie Jingshu.

"Master is dead, but you still won't let him go? He knew you were half demon blood, and that your clan had committed a serious mistake, but he still couldn't bear it and accepted you. This is how you treated him."

Mu Qinghan was about to snatch Xie Jingshu away, but his spiritual power was far inferior to Ye Fengci's, and he was beaten far away.

"I love him," Ye Fengci said, pinching his face again.

Mu Qinghan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered, "You are qualified to say that you love him, do you know what love is? You hurt him so much, what can you use to love him, this wedding dress?"

Ye Fengci touched Xie Jingshu's face.

"He belongs to me, and always will."

"Master is always himself, you beast, don't you know you did something wrong?"

Mu Qinghan couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears, "You have no respect for him. You treat him like a prisoner. You are worse than pigs and dogs."

Ye Fengci looked calm, but he was extremely heartbroken, as if someone had locked his heart and it was about to stop beating. But the words he said were as sharp as a sword, "You stupid thing, this is what he deserves."

"You——" Mu Qinghan was so angry that he almost died on the spot, his eyes fixed on Ye Fengci.

"You asked me to take him back,"

"Impossible," Ye Fengci hugged Xie Jingshu tighter, as if he wanted to integrate him into his own bones and blood.

Mu Qinghan yelled, "Master is already dead, already dead, why are you still unwilling to let him go?"

Ye Fengci did not refute him, and asked the guards to carry Mu Qinghan out on both sides.

And he was touching Xie Jingshu's face in ecstasy.

"Master, wake up. I know you are not dead." She picked him up and took him back to the bedroom. She continued to stay with him day and night, as if this person had not left.

Half a month passed like this. The demon cultivator knocked on the door of the palace and vaguely saw the two people through the thick bed curtains. He knelt down in a hurry.

"Demon Lord, you haven't dealt with the affairs of the demon world for a long time,"

"Get out! Call the guardian for me," Ye Fengci roared. He hadn't had a good rest for half a month, and his eyes were red, with only cruelty between his brows. He had been expecting Xie Jingshu to wake up, but it had been too long, and he could not hold on any longer.

The demon cultivator did not dare to speak and retreated tremblingly. After a while, the guardian appeared in front of the demon king. He knelt down respectfully.

"Demon Lord, what do you want from me?"

"Do you want to be a demon king?" The guardian kowtowed.

"I dare not, I don't have such intention," Ye Fengci was extremely calm at this moment.

"The Demon Realm will be handed over to you from now on. Take good care of my pet."

The guardian was stunned, "Demon Lord, what are you going to do?" Ye Fengci touched Xie Jingshu's intact body and said, "Get out. I want to be with my wife."

"Demon Lord," the protector wanted to say something, but was beaten out by Ye Fengci. He never had much patience. If anyone did not obey his orders within two times, he would beat them out.

"Master, you don't like the demon world. I will take you home, back to our home," he picked up Xie Jingshu and flew towards the distance.

He brought Xie Jingshu to Luofeng Zhoumu, which was Ye Fengci's native tribe. He carried Xie Jingshu to a tomb as tall as a mountain.

This is the tomb of the clan leader. Now, there is nothing left. Ye Fengci touched Xie Jingshu's face and said, "Master, don't ever think about leaving."

Ye Fengci waved his sleeves, and the stone door of the tomb slowly fell down, leaving only darkness, which seemed to be land, or bluestone bricks.

A golden light rose in Ye Fengci's hand, and all the spiritual power in his body went to his hand. After a moment, it condensed into a sword. Holding Xie Jingshu in one hand, the golden sword stabbed into his heart. Everything he had became a sharp blade to kill him.

The spiritual power was drawn out, the foundation was destroyed, the neck was cut, and blood dripped down.

Ye Fengci could no longer feel the pain. "Master, don't ever think of leaving."

Ye Fengci slowly fell to the ground holding Xie Jingshu, crushing the golden sword. He spat out a mouthful of blood and took a last lingering look at Xie Jingshu.

"Master, I... will... find... you," The golden light had already seeped into the ground. Ye Fengci moved his arms, hugged Xie Jingshu closer, and then chuckled and closed his eyes.

The news of the Demon Lord's disappearance soon spread throughout the six realms. On the wedding night, the Demon Lord's new wife passed away, and the Demon Lord also left with her.

Mu Qinghan was sitting in a restaurant in the mortal world, drinking with his head down. His master and fellow apprentices were gone, and he was the only one left. What did he have left? His master didn't even leave him a word.