Rebirth: My Master is the Dragon Prince

"Little thing, why are you half dead?" The Demon Lord picked up the young man lying on the couch. The young man was already very weak, with glaring whip marks on his body, his skin and flesh rolled outwards, and the wounds were so deep that the bones were visible.

The demon king had no patience. Seeing that the boy did not respond, he said, "Speak to me."

The boy opened his eyes. "Let me...out...I want to find...him."

"It is still very useful for me to keep you. Besides, he doesn't want you."

"No..." The young man swallowed a mouthful of blood, and his mind was filled with the image of Xie Jingshu. He was so attached to that person, why would he not want him? How could he not want him?

"Come in,"

At the Lord's command, a group of maids came in carrying a simple bowl of porridge.

"Today is also the new year. This is a gift from me. Eat it."

The boy's body was already too weak. Due to the excessive torture, he was no different from an ordinary person. He needed food, otherwise he might not survive until next year.

He opened his eyes, but his hands couldn't hold the jade spoon, so he turned his head away and said, "I don't want to eat."

Mei Jingjing grabbed his neck and lifted him up like an eagle lifting a chick. "Eat it if I tell you to,"

"Let me go," the young man repeated the same words over and over again. The Demon Lord felt like he was about to get calluses. He couldn't beat up the brother who made him angry, so naturally he would not let go of the person in front of him who was so similar to Ye Fengci.

Pinching the boy's cheeks, he tried to force a bowl of porridge into his mouth, but only a few drops of porridge leaked into his mouth. The boy choked and coughed continuously, coughing up blood and porridge together, "I don't want to eat."

Such a stubborn look finally annoyed the Demon Lord. The Demon Lord picked up a spoon beside him, forced the boy to open his mouth, and poked the jade spoon hard into his mouth, "Eat it if I tell you to."

The boy was forced to cry. The cold jade spoon was inserted into his throat. The blood in his throat could not be controlled. When the jade spoon was taken out, it was stained with blood. Instead, there was a fresh fragrance of grass and trees in the air.

After a few rounds, the boy's throat was swollen and it hurt every time he swallowed. "I want to... go find him,"

Even though his words were unclear, the boy was still repeating this sentence firmly. The Demon Lord was extremely angry. He picked up the whip beside him and whipped the boy hard. The boy cried out in pain and almost died. The Demon Lord had a violent temper, but he only cared a little about his younger brother.

After whipping him hard with a whip, he repeatedly used a spoon to push food down his throat. The boy's face was covered with tears, and his golden pupils exuded a sadness that did not belong to his age. What kept him alive was that little bit of expectation.

The jade spoon was cold, and there was a gust of cold wind in the dungeon. He shivered and leaned against the wall. He wanted to get away from this devil.

"Come here, I think you don't want to live anymore," the demon king shouted again. The boy was pulled out by his hair, and his scalp was numb with pain. He had almost lost his sense of pain from being whipped and drained of spiritual power day after day.

Tianmu is a divine object. If it is not badly injured, it has a certain self-healing ability. All flowers, plants and trees can be used by it and are willing to offer spiritual power to it. Because of the order of the Demon Lord, anyone in the Demon Realm can come here to extract the spiritual power from him. Day after day, his spiritual power disappeared.

There were a few flowers and plants in the dungeon to heal his wounds, otherwise he would have died long ago.

The whip hit him and he couldn't escape. "Let me go,"

The demon lord narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Want to die?"

With a slight pinch of his hand, the boy's arm was broken. Now he was no match for the strength of one finger of the Demon Lord.

"Kill me,"

The same pupils, the tears shed by the boy are transparent, salty and bitter.

"Do you want to die?" The Demon Lord was extremely annoyed. The half-dead appearance of the boy completely aroused his anger. He was so angry that he vented all his dissatisfaction with his brother's disobedience on this identical boy.

The food that he had just drunk was vomited out again, along with a lot of bright red gastric juice, and his heart felt sour.

"Are you going to die?" The Demon Lord stretched out his hand to hit the boy again, but the boy could not bear any additional blows. His survival instinct made him shrink his head and avoid the Demon Lord's hand.

The red circle on the neck showed how cruel the demon king was.

After he vomited out all the porridge, the Demon Lord fed him again in the same cruel way as before. This time he didn't even have the strength to swallow it, and it got stuck in his throat.

"vomit-"

The boy tilted his head and vomited again, and the demon lord slapped him twice.

The vulnerable boy fainted on the worn wooden board and was forced to wake up by being fed a lot of porridge.

"why?"

The Demon King did not answer him, but instead bound his limbs with the magic iron of the demon world, making him unable to move. Being tied up like this,

The last line of defense in his heart was washed away by the flood. "Let go, let go,"

He began to struggle desperately. It was bad enough to be trapped in this small cell, but now he was chained to a short piece of wood.

"Don't make useless struggles. This is the soul-locking chain from the demon world. As long as you are tied up by it, even your soul cannot leave," the Demon Lord spat out cold words from his mouth like a devil.

"Let go...let go of me." He struggled for only half an incense stick of time. His wrists were rubbed with blood and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth.

The boy laughed while crying. What mistake did he make? Why did everyone treat him like this?

He just wanted to see the first person he saw.

How long will this last? The demon world will have a new demon day every year. Maybe on that day, he will be able to leave.

There was still a cold jade spoon in his mouth. He wanted to swallow it, but his throat felt extremely painful as soon as he swallowed it. The Demon Lord tortured him for a long time, and finally threw him on the broken wooden board and walked away.

Walking in front of the Demon God Pillar, the Demon God Pillar was glowing. The Demon Lord said, "If you have the ability, go find him yourself. What's the point of shining here?"

Then he kicked the Demon Pillar, and the light of the Demon Pillar became brighter. The Demon Lord was too lazy to care. This younger brother was too disobedient. What could he do? Now there was another person who looked exactly like his younger brother. He was really confused.

The boy he left behind tried his best to swallow a mouthful of porridge. The excessive pain made him so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. He fell asleep soon.

In his dream, he finally saw the person he had been thinking about day and night.

So far away, so high up, so inaccessible,

He will meet that person and ask him why he left him.