Dressed as a scumbag of a beautiful and powerful male protagonist

The evening sky cleared, but with a clear light of sunset.

Shen Bingzhuo glanced at Guiqing who was beside him from the corner of his eye. The young man's face was pale, and sweat broke out on his forehead, but his back was still straight.

Sighing in his heart, Shen Bingzhuo knew that Guiqing could only survive this long night by himself.

"You...you can sit farther away."

Guiqing's thin lips parted slightly, but her eyes were tightly closed.

"No." Shen Bingzhuo categorically vetoed: "I've already said, I want to take care of my brother."

Guiqing seemed to want to say something, but the sudden pain made him unable to speak again.

The chill that spread from his chest made Guiqing's teeth tremble uncontrollably. This chill, along with the blood, flowed into every piece of his spiritual veins and every inch of his skin.

I haven't had such pain for a long time.

For their Nine Feathers Immortal lineage, the purer the bloodline, the stronger the backlash.

And Guiqing, as the young master with the purest blood of the Nine Feathers Fairy Clan, his backlash was particularly strong.

In the past, whenever the moon was full, Guiqing would use the Hua Qingzong or the Nine Feathers Fairy Clan's unique Wenchenquan to expel the cold air and suppress the backlash of the blood, but this time he could only rely on himself to endure the backlash of the blood.

A lot of cold sweat flowed down his forehead, Gui Qing felt that his whole body seemed to be frozen, and everything around him began to freeze.

In a trance, the forehead was slightly hot, and someone was wiping his sweat.

The towel also carried the temperature of the human body, forming a sharp contrast with Guiqing's coldness.

"I'll help you lie down."

Shen Bingzhuo saw that Gui Qing was shaking violently, and knew that now was the most uncomfortable time for Gui Qing, but the night had just begun.

Guiqing's reaction this night was stronger than last night, and even her almost transparent lips began to turn blue.

Shen Bingzhuo was the same as last night, trying to hug Guiqing.

The young man seemed to struggle a bit, but eventually he collapsed because of his weakness.

The hugged body trembled for an unknown amount of time, and Shen Bingzhuo could only feel Guiqing's weak breathing and trembling skin.

【Xiao Zhuozhuo, he...he will be fine, right? 】

Hongli originally thought that Guiqing was the son of luck in this world after all, so he shouldn't be so fragile, but now, he was not so sure.

【do not know. 】

Shen Bingzhuo tried his best to resist the cold coming from outside his body, he couldn't help but gritted his teeth and thought: It would be great if he could break the seal now!

【No matter what, nothing will happen to Guiqing! 】

Repairing the moat cannot be done without Guiqing's help, this is already the last world, Shen Bingzhuo will never allow himself to fall short!

【Yes, and the afterimage must be hiding by Guiqing's side, so nothing can happen to him. 】

Hongli anxiously jumped to Shen Bingzhuo's side, and was suddenly startled by the cold air around Guiqing.

[This backlash is too domineering, thanks to Guiqing's strong spiritual body, otherwise he wouldn't be able to survive at all. 】

During the conversation, Guiqing had already fallen into a coma, but the comatose young man still frowned slightly, as if he was enduring great pain.

Demon Fantasy Forest

"How is it?" Yuan Qingyue asked.

"No." Shang Yangzhi frowned: "I still haven't found His Highness."

Yuan Qingyue frowned and said, "Where did His Royal Highness go?"

It is clear that everything will be done according to the plan, even if the spirit veins of the Nine Feathers Immortals have not been obtained, His Highness should not lose contact with them like now.

Shang Yangzhi looked at Yuan Qingyue and said, "Will it be in the Mirror Land?"

Only the Land of Mirrors has not been explored in the Demon Realm.

"After the full moon, the Magic Circle of the Mirror Land will be at its weakest. I will go there then to see if His Highness is there."

"...That's the only way to go." Yuan Qingyue pursed her lips.

Morning

Shen Bingzhuo's eyelids were heavy, and it wasn't until Hong Li scratched him several times with his paws that he got up.

[It's almost noon. 】

Hongli put her big ears and looked at Shen Bingzhuo.

[I'm so tired, I didn't expect to sleep for so long. 】

Shen Bingzhuo hugged Guiqing at night, and he didn't know whether he was in a coma or asleep in the cold, and he didn't open his eyes until now.

He looked sideways and found that Guiqing was still in a coma.

Hongli said: [He never woke up during this period. 】

Shen Bingzhuo supported his head and stood up. He looked down at the person whose face was as pale as snow, and listened to the other person's shallow breathing, feeling slightly relieved.

[It seems that the backlash is getting worse and worse. It was already noon the next day, but Gui Qing was still unconscious. 】

Shen Bingzhuo squatted down and poked Guiqing's cheek with his hand, finally it was no longer as cold as jade at night.

Demon Center

"Second Highness, do you still plan to attend the demon banquet?"

The overwhelming purple swept across Yue Lankong's dormitory. The long-haired boy was half-sitting on the soft sleeper, raising a pair of golden eyes to look at the girl in front of him.

"Will His Royal Highness attend?" Yue Lankong asked.

"Quehe didn't hear about the event His Royal Highness is going to attend." The girl bent slightly, but she didn't expect that the maid who had just been transferred by her side would rush to the front.

"Second Highness, don't worry. Who doesn't know that His Highness the Crown Prince is just a piece of trash. Even if he goes, he'll just serve as a foil for you."

Hong Min had just been transferred to the Second Highness's bedroom. Since she came to the Second Highness's bedroom, of course she had to curry favor with the Second Highness. If she could win the Second Highness's favor, then she would be on the way to success!

"Oh? You can talk." Yue Lankong's eyes darkened.

"Thank you, Second Highness, for your praise!" Hong Min was overjoyed, and continued: "It is everyone's consensus that His Royal Highness is inferior in cultivation, how can he compare with you, Second Highness, in my subordinate's opinion, he will be pulled down sooner or later. It's just rubbish."

Hong Min raised her head with a smile, but when she met those golden vertical pupils, her smile suddenly froze there.

The coldness and terror in the golden vertical pupils could push her into the abyss almost instantly.

Yue Lankong sat up from the soft chair, and appeared in front of Hong Min in a few breaths.

The long-haired boy's face was beautiful and nimble, although he was smiling, it made Hong Min feel inexplicably cold.

"Then what are you?" The red lips parted slightly, and a long sword appeared out of nowhere in Yue Lan's empty hand. The blade was emerald green and the handle was soft.

The scabbard pressed against Hong Min's throat, feeling the trembling from the opponent's white and tender skin.

"His Royal Highness is distinguished, what are you?"

Every word and every sentence is clear and distinct, but it seems to be carrying a monstrous anger, pulling Hong Min inch by inch into the dark abyss, and he will never turn over.

"The lowly demons dare to talk about my noble prince of the demons, who gave you the courage!"

Blood flowed down her neck, Hong Min's face turned pale with fright, and the corners of her mouth kept trembling: "Second Highness, spare your life, Second Highness, please forgive me! The younger one has just been transferred from the lower realm, and doesn't know how to behave. Please, Second Highness, please forgive me! Please, Second Highness, please forgive me! Your Highness, please forgive me—"

Hongmin's tears flowed out, she looked at the beautiful face in front of her, but she couldn't raise any ripples anymore.

"Forgive you?" Yue Lankong chuckled softly, "If I forgive you, where will the dignity of my demon royal family be placed?"

As soon as the long sword was withdrawn, Yue Lankong glanced at Quehe and said, "Take her to the prisoner, and someone will teach her what to do and what not to do."

"Yes." Que He replied.

When Hong Min heard about the Demon Prisoner, her eyes widened and sweat broke out on her forehead: "You can't go to the Demon Prisoner, you can't go to the Demon Prisoner, you can't go to the Demon Prisoner—I beg Second Highness to spare your life! Please forgive me! ah!!!"

The cruelty of the prisoner is like hell again.

"Let's go."

Quehe didn't care about Hongmin's begging for mercy, that's what happens to people who think they're smart, and it's all self-inflicted.

To dare to speak ill of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in front of their Second Highness is really audacious.

No one in their palace knew that the Second Highness would not listen to someone saying something bad about His Highness the Crown Prince.

The empty hall was quiet at this moment, Yue Lankong lay down on the soft chair again, his thoughts drifted away involuntarily.

That was when he was still young, he lived with his mother in the human world, poor but fulfilling, helping his mother with work every day, picking wild fruits in exchange for food.

But one day, everything changed, and his mother died in a pool of blood.

"You are the blood of the father and the mortals?" The disdainful voice of the eldest prince Yue Chenghong is still engraved in Yue Lankong's mind.

"Hmph, I didn't expect a lowly mortal like your mother to be able to charm Father."

"You are not allowed to call my mother!" Yue Lankong's eyes turned red with overwhelming anger, and the child's small body looked at Yue Chenghong unyieldingly.

"So what if I say so, now my father doesn't know your existence at all, of course, after I kill you, your existence will be wiped out forever, hahahaha——"

The coldness and fear made Yue Lankong unable to move at all. He watched the bloody long knife attacking him with filth and blood.

Sweat mixed with tears, just when Yue Lankong thought he was going to die, he fell into a warm embrace.

It was an extremely good-looking child, Yue Lankong had never seen such a beautiful person, the child turned around and let him down, and then watched the fight in the sky.

"Don't be afraid, you'll be fine..."

You can

nothing……

Stretching out his hand to caress his forehead, the corners of Yue Lankong's lips curled up slightly, as if he had fallen into a dream, a dream of the past and the past.

Outside the temple

"Hmph, that Hong Min who just came here really deserves it, he dares to compliment you without knowing anything, and he doesn't know how his head fell off!"

"Really." The girl smiled gloatingly: "Our Second Highness and His Highness are deadly enemies, but this Hong Min not only did not talk about His Highness, but instead grabbed His Highness and said, it is really not enough to cut off a few heads. "

"However, do you know why the Second Highness defends His Highness the Crown Prince so much?"

His Highness the Crown Prince is like the Ni Lin of His Second Highness, no one can touch him.

"This... I don't know either, maybe only Lord Quehe and a few other old people in our palace know about it."

"Forget it, it's fine if you don't know about these things. Anyway, we little devils, the less we know, the safer we are."

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Yue Lankong appeared, he is a younger brother!

Xiao Zhuozhuo is Yue Lankong's younger brother, because Yue Lankong was born before the Demon Emperor met Xiao Zhuozhao's mother, but he has been raised in the mortal world.