Rebirth: My Master is the Dragon Prince

When you become a dragon, you won't talk to me like this anymore."

Several black airs trapped Xie Jingshu tightly, and the feeling of his wrist being pulled became more and more severe, just like the black air that pierced his heart again that day.

"Devil, you really deserve to be fucked..." Before he could finish his words, he cried out in pain.

The demon god drained away the little spiritual power that Ye Fengci had put into Xie Jingshu, and the dragon tail reappeared.

Xie Jingshu tried his best to retract the dragon's tail, but the dragon's tail no longer listened to him.

The dragon's tail, which looked like ice crystal, swung weakly, "Devil, go to hell."

The demon god said nonchalantly, "In these tens of thousands of years, how many people have wanted me to die, but I am still fine. But you, little ice dragon, are about to become a demon dragon, what else do you have to say?"

"Damn devil, let him go," Ye Fengci said as he came over.

The black fog around Xie Jingshu was dispelled. Unexpectedly, the demon glanced at the mud in Ye Fengci's hand and said, "Oh, you can dig holes now."

"Let him go,"

Ye Fengci was furious, but the devil just waved his hand and he was tied to the pillar too.

"damn it,"

"Little Ice Dragon, our accounts have not been settled yet, just wait,"

The demon waved his robe and took Ye Fengci away. This time, he set up a barrier around the bedroom.

"If you stay here, maybe he will suffer less."

The demon was extremely fast and soon reached Xie Jingshu. The ice dragon tried to stand up by holding onto the stool, and its tail was covered with dust.

"This is what happens when you go against me," Xie Jingshu turned around and looked back at the demon god.

Picking up the Qingyin on the ground, a faint flute sound came out, and the figure of the demon god flickered, as if it was about to disappear.

Demonic energy swarmed over him, and Qingyin resisted a lot of it. The demon god looked at him with great interest.

"That's right, little ice dragon, you have just been resurrected and you can fight with me for a few moves."

Xie Jingshu didn't want to say another word to the demon god. After a while, Qingyin's voice gradually became sharper.

There were turbulent waves in my heart, but I had to remain calm on the surface.

The sharp sound of the flute indicated that there was not much spiritual power left. At the end, the sharp sound slowly turned into nothingness. Xie Jingshu clenched his teeth.

He hoped that he still had some spiritual power to use, but the demon didn't give him time to think, and grabbed him in his hand like an eagle grabbing a chick.

"I have heard that a dragon's tail cannot be easily seen unless it is seriously injured or in a state of passion."

After hearing his words, Xie Jingshu's face turned pale. He could be thrown into prison and tortured, but he didn't want his dragon tail to be exposed to people's sight. Why?

He happened to provoke the demons, and one by one, they all had a problem with his dragon tail. "What do you want to do?"

"The demons all want to see what the ice dragon's tail looks like. Since I have brought you back, I want to let the demons enjoy it."

Xie Jingshu was so angry that his lips were shaking, "Devil, if you dare, I will kill you, I will kill you,"

"Either you be my dragon, or you let the other demons admire your dragon tail."

The demon god raised his lips frivolously, stretched out his hand, and grasped the dragon's tail.

"It's really beautiful,"

"Take your dirty hands away, disgusting." The dragon's tail was held, and Xie Jingshu wished he could die immediately. The devil's hand was stuck to the dragon's tail like a dog-skin plaster, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard he tried.

"Really? There will be even dirtier ones later." After thousands of years, the demon god's emotions and thick-skinnedness have reached a level that is difficult for ordinary people to understand, and he will not get angry no matter what you say.

"Take your dirty hands away from me, you devil," Xie Jingshu shouted angrily.

In a fit of rage, he vomited blood.

"Little Ice Dragon is bleeding, how pitiful! I will wipe the blood off for you," the demon god released his hand from the dragon's tail and tried to wipe the blood off the corner of Xie Jingshu's mouth.

The dragon's tail took advantage of the opportunity and struck the demon.

"roll,"

"Okay," the demon god agreed readily. Xie Jingshu almost fell to the ground.

Without any strength, the dragon claws grasped the ground tightly, enduring the pain brought by the demonic energy, and the demon's footsteps moved away.

Xie Jingshu heard new footsteps and looked up. It was two demon cultivators. "Get out of here!"

The demon turned around and said, "Just stay here," not caring that the dragon's tail had not disappeared yet.

Xie Jingshu held onto the edge of the wall and thought that anyone looking at his tail made him feel sick and crazy. He used his two dragon claws to desperately try to escape.

"Damn the devil, damn the devil," No, he still has a way, there must be a way,

He still has his father and mother gods, and the demon god's eyes are full of smiles, "You can still walk like this, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

The posture of walking on its two hind paws looked very interesting. The demon cultivators behind were also looking at the dragon's tail.

The demon god pulled Xie Jingshu's dragon tail, and he fell to the ground due to lack of strength.

He was dragged back by the dragon's tail, and the two demon cultivators reached out their hands.

Xie Jingshu almost collapsed. "Let go, let go," but no one listened to him.

His fingers couldn't hold on to the ground, and his tears fell uncontrollably. Where was the thing that Father God and Mother Goddess left for him?

Xie Jingshu searched for it, and it hurt when the dragon's tail was grabbed. Everything in front of his eyes went dark. He couldn't find the spirit stone, so he could only bite his lips and tongue.

He completely transformed into a dragon, holding on to the last glimmer of hope, and wailed towards the sky outside the door. This was the self-rescue method that the Dragon God taught him in his previous life, but he was kidnapped by the Demon God when he was reborn.

His fate has been disturbed, and I don’t know if this can summon his father and mother gods.

The eyelids of the Dragon God sitting on the high seat twitched.

He looked towards his wife, "I seem to hear Jing'er's voice,"

"Jing'er has been out for so long, has she encountered any danger?"

Without any hesitation, the two headed towards the source of the sound. The white dragon and the phoenix flew towards the demon world together. They were not surprised by the voice of their only child.

Their ears are always extremely sensitive. The Dragon God only gets a prince after ten thousand years, so he naturally holds the prince in his heart and dotes on him very much. He does everything personally and does not let Xie Jingshu suffer any grievances.

But when he arrived at the Demon Realm and pushed open the door of a palace, the scene in front of him made the Dragon God's eyes split open. His child was actually being grabbed by the dragon's tail.

The dragon seemed to have lost its life force when its neck was pinched. The demon heard the door being pushed open and turned to look.

"Dragon God, it's been a long time since we last met."

"Devil, watch out," the Dragon God used his staff to hit the Demon God, while the Phoenix killed the two demon cultivators next to him. At this moment, they were no longer afraid of the Demon God.

He gave Xie Jingshu some spiritual power, allowing him to recover his human form. Xie Jingshu saw the two of them.

Unable to hold back his tears any longer, he experienced the same thing again. The first time he saw his parents, he was so embarrassed.

"mother,"

"Our Jing'er has been wronged. We are here. Don't cry, don't cry,"

He was twenty-two years old, but the two still treated him like a child who had not yet reached adulthood. Xie Jingshu buried his head between his knees. It was too embarrassing to be caught by the dragon's tail.

"Jing'er, why do you keep your head down? Raise your head, don't be afraid,"

"Don't look, it's too embarrassing," Wen Junyuan straightened Xie Jingshu's hair.

"Jing'er, you will always be the most honorable prince of the dragon clan. At all times, you must have confidence and always hold your head high, okay?"

Xie Jingshu wiped away his tears and looked at the demon god, "I want to kill this demon."