Rebirth: My Master is the Dragon Prince

He lay on the ground and cried for a long time, his tears washed away the dirt on his hands, leaving traces. After returning to the Dragon Clan, the Dragon God immediately healed Xie Jingshu and gave him spiritual power. The powerful spiritual power was so much that he could hardly take it. Wen Junyuan came over and said, "It's too much. Let Jing'er rest for a while before giving him spiritual power. Jing'er looks a little tired."

The Dragon God stood up and walked to the front of Xie Jingshu and took a look. "Oh, Madam is really attentive. I really am..."

Xie Jingshu's forehead and neck were covered with beads of sweat as he was busy absorbing and transforming this powerful spiritual power. A lot of sweat flowed down his neck.

His collar was wet, and his expression didn't show pain, but was very solemn.

"Let's go first and let Jing'er rest here for a while,"

The Dragon God smiled and said, "Madam is really thoughtful. I am old and careless."

Wen Junyuan said, "What are you talking about? I am really careless." As a martial god, Dragon God

He would remember to bring weapons when going to the battlefield, but if he was asked to bring a magical instrument to capture demons and monsters, he would forget it at least nine times out of ten. In the end, the Dragon God and his subordinates came down with a tied up demon in each hand, forming a long line, just like ordinary people carrying a chicken in one hand and catching a duck in the other.

At that time, Xie Jingshu, who was still young, liked to wait at the gate of Dragon City, waiting for the return of the Father God, to see which of the captured monsters was the best looking and wanted to raise one to try.

Unfortunately, it was not as expected. It either bared its teeth or showed its ferocious appearance. But that was not the scariest thing. Some monsters would jump and chase people after being tied up.

After being chased by the tied-up monster, Xie Jingshu no longer wanted to raise monsters. They were too scary.

After a day, the spiritual power was almost transformed. Xie Jingshu lay on the long-lost white jade bed and leisurely swung his dragon tail.

After staring at his tail for only a cup of tea, he suddenly sat up. Oops, he forgot to bring the traitor back with him.

If it wasn't so troublesome at that time, he angrily punched his own tail, and the dragon tail felt the pain and changed back.

But Luo Feng and Zhou Mu disappeared too quickly and mysteriously. Why did the devil choose to attack this clan? He rushed out of the palace to find the Dragon God.

He didn't know, but his father and mother gods must know. In the Dragon Palace Hall, the Dragon God saw Xie Jingshu rushing over and asked,

"Our Jing'er is fine now. Come here, I'll take another look at your injuries."

"No, father, I want to ask you something," Xie Jingshu said anxiously, his face flushed slightly.

The Dragon God walked down from the high platform, "Jing'er, go ahead,"

Xie Jingshu asked, "Father, do you know Luo Feng Zhou Mu? Is there anything special about the Luo Feng Zhou Mu clan?" So special that the Demon God must demonize this clan.

The Dragon God thought carefully for a long time, "Luofeng Zhoumu is the most powerful clan in the God Realm. In the past, the God of War collected powerful fighting forces from all over the place. In order to avoid trouble in the future and for the sake of control, every clan leader of Luofeng Zhoumu can control the clan members with the power of blood."

"If the clan leader becomes a demon, the whole clan will become demons, right?" The Dragon God shook his head and laughed.

"How could the gods be demonized? It is not easy to demonize the strongest fighter in the world."

"What if that clan leader is the demon's child?"

"Ha, that's even more impossible. The punishment from the heaven will at least expel him from Luofeng Zhoumu."

The Dragon God touched Xie Jingshu's head and said, "Jing'er, you've been thinking too much lately. You should take more rest."

Xie Jingshu went out. He was going to the demon world. If the traitor didn't come out, there would be big trouble. It would be okay if he was a half-god and half-demon, but he was also the child of the demon god. It would be easier for him to be demonized. He grabbed Qingyin and flew towards the demon world.

"Let me go, get out," Ye Fengci supported himself with his knife and stood up with difficulty.

"Be obedient, and I will let you rule this world," the demon god, who looked like a young man in his twenties, sat on a golden jade armchair beside him.

Deep purple eyes, straight nose, but a bit cold and unkind.

"Who cares? Let me out," Ye Fengci took the knife and was about to chop.

But every time he chopped it, the demon disappeared and appeared somewhere else.

"Do you know who your father is?" This inexplicable question made Ye Fengci a little dazed.

He had indeed never seen his father. Whenever he mentioned his father, his mother would always tell him that his father had died in the war. "I don't need to know."

Ye Fengci continued to chase him, and finally got tired and slumped in his chair, "Damn demon,"

"Your father is right before your eyes,"

Ye Fengci glared at him fiercely, "I don't believe you." The demon stopped Ye Fengci from hacking away.

Tie him to the golden chair, pinch Ye Fengci's face and look back and forth. He has golden pupils and blond hair, a perfect face.

"It's a pity that it doesn't look like me at all. The eyes, the hair, nothing like me at all."

"Damn devil, I think you are blinded," his hands were tied,

Ye Fengci opened his mouth and bit, but the demon god was able to avoid it every time. "You are so disobedient,"

The demon god carefully observed Ye Fengci's face, as if he wanted to stare a hole in it. Ye Fengci's hair stood on end when he looked at him.

"Let me go, let me go,"

"You're hiding really well," the demon god touched Ye Fengci's forehead with his fingertips.

Ye Fengci felt his eyes become heavy, "What are you doing?"

The demon god conjured up a mirror and reflected Ye Fengci's face.

“Isn’t this just like me?”

Ye Fengci's eyes widened to twice their original size, and his originally golden pupils now turned into the same purple gemstone color as the demon god.

"What kind of magic did you use? Change it back to me."

"This is your original appearance, why do you want to change back? From now on, you will become more and more like me."

The demon easily restrained Ye Fengci. Before Ye Fengci could understand what this meant, the demonic energy around him began to penetrate his heart. This was the demon trying to demonize him.

"You damn devil, how dare you, how dare you,"

"Now that your mother is not with you, you should stay with me."

The evil spirit continued to penetrate him. Because he had the half blood of the demon god, Ye Fengci did not feel much pain when the evil spirit was injected into him. However, the evil spirit would devour a person's mind.

It won't be long before he turns into a violent and bloodthirsty demon. He can't turn into this or that, or his master won't want him. It won't be long before the demon lets him go.

A lot of demonic energy has been poured in, and demonization is imminent. Now try to let him merge with the demonic energy. Not long after the demon god left, Ye Fengci felt a sense of killing in his heart.

Purple and gold alternated back and forth. "No, impossible." He slapped his head frantically with both hands. He didn't stop even when it hurt so much that it exploded. He wanted to suppress the damn killing urge, but the killing urge became stronger and stronger.