Rebirth: My Master is the Dragon Prince

"Hey, look at the flowers on this sword. I've been looking at it all night." Mu Qinghan stayed away from Ye Fengci, otherwise the two of them might fight at some point.

"This is fake," Ye Fengci threw the sword to the ground. Mu Qinghan walked over and said, "Is this thing fake?"

Ye Fengci poured spiritual power into his hand and chopped the sword with all his strength. The sword was broken alive. Mu Qinghan was stunned.

"It's really fake,"

He quickly took out his own sword and asked, "See if mine is fake."

Ye Fengci narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Why should I help you?"

Mu Qinghan also got angry, "If you don't want to look, then don't look. Who knows if your eyesight is good or not?"

Ye Fengci struck Mu Qinghan's sword as he did before, but the sword did not break, instead it emitted a light in the opposite direction. "Really?"

"Really?" Mu Qinghan was incredulous. He actually got the real thing. Ye Fengci kicked the broken sword far away.

"Damn it, you dare to lie to me! I'll punish you."

Ye Fengci flew to the North Sea to look for you, but Mu Qinghan shouted, "Master, what if we can't find you later?"

So he came down again. Xie Jingshu would not go to find him. He was still angry and could not make him angry again. But why would he get angry when applying medicine?

He bit the fruit depressedly, and thought of the wound unconsciously. Although it was red,

But no blood came out. If it was stabbed by something, it would be impossible for there to be no blood at all.

Ye Fengci looked at his fingers, "Come here," Mu Qinghan said, "What's your attitude?"

"Come here," Mu Qinghan still went over, with a sullen face.

"What are you doing?" Ye Fengci raised his hands in the air, "Compete with me."

Mu Qinghan said, "You have forgotten what Master said."

Ye Fengci raised his eyes, "I want you to compete with me."

Mu Qinghan stretched out his hand. Ye Fengci's fingers were a whole length longer than his. "I didn't expect your fingers were so long."

It is of uniform thickness, about ten centimeters in length, with thin calluses on the fingertips. It is obviously the hand of a martial artist. How could the wound be so deep?

That day, he could clearly feel that even with two fingers, he might not be able to reach the bottom. After the two of them finished competing, Ye Fengci stopped talking and gave a fake sword. This trip had no other purpose except to make Xie Jingshu angry.

The two waited until their stomachs growled. Xie Jingshu came back, but it took less than a day.

Mu Qinghan was pleasantly surprised, "Master is back so soon?"

"Nothing, I came back," Xie Jingshu said as he threw a bunch of Dragon Clan medical books to Ye Fengci. After throwing them to him, Xie Jingshu didn't say anything.

After walking a little further with Mu Qinghan, Ye Fengci caught up with him and asked, "Why are you angry?"

Xie Jingshu wanted to roll his eyes at him, but even if he had a hundred mouths, he couldn't say it out loud.

"Which eye of yours saw that I was angry? The book is given to you, go and read it."

"You're just angry,"

"Mu Qinghan, go back to the house first. I have something to say to him." Mu Qinghan dared not disobey and turned to go into the wooden house. Xie Jingshu sat on the stone.

"If you continue to make trouble, you can go back."

Ye Fengci's eyes were filled with tears again, "You just want to drive me away, how did I offend you this time, can you please not do this?"

Xie Jingshu always felt something was wrong with him. He looked like a teenager with a young man's soul. The words he spoke were exactly the same as before. It was very strange.

"Don't give me that. If you want to cry, go somewhere else." After saying that, he stood up and went to find Mu Qinghan.

"I shall be leaving very soon indeed,"

Xie Jingshu turned around and asked, "What did you say?"

After Ye Fengci finished speaking, he began to cry wildly, and tears fell to the ground. While his tearful eyes were blurred, Xie Jingshu had already walked away.

Xie Jingshu and Mu Qinghan came out. Seeing that Mu Qinghan had stopped crying, Ye Fengci turned his back and wiped away his tears. "Let's go."

It seemed like he was talking to Ye Fengci, but it also seemed like he was talking to Mu Qinghan. Not long after, the three of them returned to the sect. It was already dark.

Ye Fengci started reading a book under the lamp. Xie Jingshu had no idea what he was up to. The person who hated reading the most was now reading a medical book that was extremely complicated.

"Change your tattered clothes," Xie Jingshu threw six sets of golden and white clothes to him. Ye Fengci touched the pile of clothes in his hand.

They were all embroidered with gold thread, with white being the minority. Such a set of clothes would take at least half a year to make, and such clothes had only been worn by Xie Jingshu since he came to him.

A total of 40 sets of this were made for him. If we talk about the busiest department in the Dragon Clan, it must be the Clothing Department.

"This is for me," Xie Jingshu said without looking at him, "your birthday gift."

Ye Fengci's birthday was only seven days later than his, but it had already been engraved in his heart.

Xie Jingshu couldn't explain why he was given a birthday present. Ye Fengci felt his clothes were burning hot when he took it in his hands, and it burned all the way to his heart.

Xie Jingshu still remembered his birthday. Xie Jingshu never wanted to see him wearing old clothes. He would get angry if he wore the same clothes for three consecutive days.

"I," Xie Jingshu, who was tired and sleepy, fell asleep before Ye Fengci could say anything. He was not covered with anything, nor did he need to be covered.

Ye Fengci fell asleep holding these clothes. He dreamed of the past, and the same place.

"Xiao Ci, come here,"

Xie Jingshu also had a set of clothes in his hand, which looked almost the same. Ye Fengci ran to Xie Jingshu in two steps.

"Master, what good things did you buy for me?" "Clothes, what else do you want?"

Ye Fengci hadn't heard such a tone for a long time. He wanted to reach out and touch his face, but he couldn't do anything. "Then Master, let me wear it,"

"How old are you? Do you still want me to dress you?" Ye Fengci was already quite old at that time, about the same age, but Xie Jingshu kept asking him to do it.

He put the clothes on him. He stood up and touched Ye Fengci's head. "Not bad,"

The young man in front of him not only possessed the strongest combat power in the world, but also had top-notch looks that even Xie Jingshu was ashamed of. The little guy who was picked up casually looked pretty good.

"Master, hug me," Ye Fengci reached out and hugged him. Xie Jingshu did not move, but stood there and let him hug him. After a while, he said, "Okay, now you can let go."

Ye Fengci still didn't want to let go, "Master, I also want the same clothes as yours,"

"I'll make this for you next time."

"Master, why do you always wear silver clothes?" "Because, uh, it looks normal."

Xie Jingshu didn't think white was that good-looking, what mattered most was coordination.

Ye Fengci took the opportunity to act like a spoiled child, "Master, are you saying that the gold I'm wearing is abnormal?"

"Don't talk nonsense," Xie Jingshu patted his head.

"Okay, time to practice," "I'm done,"

Ye Fengci smiled and said that while others might need ten years to learn, he could probably learn it in half a year, so Xie Jingshu didn't need to say anything more, he would be able to do it almost perfectly.

"Then let's go play." Xie Jingshu turned around and wanted to leave, but he held his hand. "Master, can you play with me?"

"I'll take you down the mountain in a few days," Xie Jingshu really did what he said. He really took him down the mountain a few days later, and only took him with him. He was very satisfied with such an obedient and lovely disciple.

They were strolling in the bustling market, and Ye Fengci's vision in his dream gradually became blurred. When he opened his eyes again, it was almost dawn.

"Xiao Ci," he murmured in a low voice. It had been a long time since he heard Xie Jingshu call him like this. The next day, Xie Jingshu went to the main hall.

The head of the sect said in a negotiating tone, "Elder, there is a floating monster in the lower world. The people in the lower world are suffering. The whereabouts of the floating monster are hard to find. Most of the other elders of our sect have tried to catch it, but it ran away when they were about to catch it. Elder, are you willing to go and deal with the floating monster?"

Xie Jingshu held his forehead. How come the things in the cultivation world are more complicated than those in the dragon clan? He took Mu Qinghan to find the sword, and so many monsters appeared so quickly. However, the trouble still needs to be solved. "But the one who looks scary,"

"Yes, this thing doesn't eat people, it just scares people.

Some people were frightened to death. They were very agile and would turn into a wisp of smoke and float away when they were caught. It was very worrying. The floating monster was like air, floating around. It had no teeth and could not eat people, but it loved to scare people. It was said that it could turn into the things that people feared the most, and the timid ones would be frightened to death.

Xie Jingshu asked, "Isn't this thing from the demon world? How did it get here?"

The head of the sect sighed, "Elder, you don't know, the new demon king has already taken the throne, who knows if he was the one who released it."

"Master, rest assured, just leave it to me," Xie Jingshu said and turned to leave. He did not expect the new Demon Lord to take the throne so quickly. He flew back to the palace.

Ye Fengci was still staring at the medical book. Xie Jingshu said,

"What do you think you're going to do? Do you want to become a medical practitioner?" Ye Fengci smiled embarrassedly, "You always say that I don't read enough books, so I'll read more."

Xie Jingshu was suddenly speechless. After a long while, he said stiffly, "It's up to you."

"We'll go down the mountain tomorrow,"

"What?" Ye Fengci felt that he had to walk around again before he even had time to warm up his seat. The upper cultivation world was really troublesome, with all kinds of problems. However, as long as he could stay with Xie Jingshu, it would be good.

"The new Demon Lord has taken the throne, and many monsters have come to scare people in the world," Xie Jingshu wanted to pack two sets of clothes, but found that this time he only asked the dragon clan's tailor to make clothes for Ye Fengci, but he didn't make any for himself.

I threw the old clothes into the closet angrily. I hate old clothes the most!!

Wearing old clothes makes me feel bad. Ye Fengci saw that his face was long.

"what happened to you?"

"I have nothing to wear," Xie Jingshu threw the only piece of clothing he had picked out onto the rattan chair, and he was visibly unhappy. Ye Fengci opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment. There was only one closet,

There are hundreds of pieces of clothing stored in it, and every piece is brand new as if it has never been worn. Let's just say, I started wearing it on New Year's Eve.

She would never wear the same clothes twice until the next New Year's Eve, and the material of the clothes was extremely good, as if it was made of ice gauze. It could be cleaned with a slight wipe, although there was no need to do so.