After becoming the prince of the demon clan, the beautiful master pampers him every day

The mountain behind the sky.

Bi Wu leaned weakly against the head of the bed, looking at Sang Yunqi who was sitting in the middle of the room drinking tea leisurely, hesitantly.

When Sang Yunqi came that day, he had already fainted. He was even satisfied that he could see his little prince before he died.

But why did he see this evil spirit when he opened his eyes?

Sang Yunqi sipped the spiritual tea in the cup slowly and leisurely, as if he didn't exist.

Bi Wu was so annoyed that he couldn't help but ask.

"You saved me?"

Sang Yunqi then gave him a condescending look, then turned back without saying a word.

The corner of Bi Wu's mouth twitched. He just saw two big words in Sang Yunqi's eyes: waste!

But if you think about your situation at that time, you can tell that Sang Yunqi must have made great efforts to help you survive.

"I will never forget your life-saving grace, and I will repay you one day."

"But I still have a mission to complete, so I'll leave first."

Having said that, Bi Wu forced himself to get out of bed and leave despite his weak body.

Sang Yunqi looked at him expressionlessly, "Do you think I saved you just to thank a loser like you for saving my life?"

Bi Wu paused, sucked his teeth speechlessly, and finally swallowed back the dirty words that were about to come out of his mouth, then lay back down resignedly.

"What do you want to ask?"

"I don't want to ask anything. You can stay here for now."

Having said that, Sang Yunqi was about to leave, obviously not wanting to talk to him any more.

"No, what do you want? I have a mission to complete. What's the point of staying here with you?"

Sang Yunqi paused, turned around to give him a cold look, and said sarcastically.

"Aren't you just worried that you dishonest idiots want to hurt Chu Xinglan?"

"You are so capable, Bi Wu, that you can make the prince of the demon clan sacrifice his life to save you."

Speaking of this, Sang Yunqi felt angry. Although five days had passed, he still felt that Bi Wu was an eyesore when he thought about it.

If it wasn't for Xing Lan, he would have crushed Bi Wu to ashes right then!

Bi Wu obviously didn't care about Sang Yunqi's eyes that wanted to stab him, and asked anxiously.

"What's wrong with His Royal Highness? Those people are coming for His Royal Highness. I'm going to kill them right now!"

Having said that, he ran out angrily.

Sang Yunqi waved his sleeves, and Bi Wu flew backwards and hit the wall directly. The intense pain made him groan and fall onto the bed.

But Bi Wu didn't care about his own injuries at all, and looked at Sang Yunqi with bloodshot eyes.

"what are you doing?"

"Stay here quietly. Just because I don't kill you now doesn't mean I can't kill you."

After saying that, Sang Yunqi disappeared.

Bi Wu rushed to the door and wanted to open it, but found that he couldn't open it at all. That bastard Sang Yunqi had set up a barrier!

He punched the wall next to him, the anger in his heart burning like fire, but there was nothing he could do.

In the end, he could only sit on the ground dejectedly and vent his anger by punching.

……

Sang Yunqi returned to his room, closed his eyes and calmed down for a long time before he felt his anger subsided.

Just when I was about to look for Xu Zhuo, I felt that someone was trying to break through the restriction in the back mountain.

He cast his spiritual sense over there and saw Chu Xinglan, unexpectedly but not unexpectedly.

After sending Song Ling away, Chu Xinglan lay on the bed and became more and more panicked the more he thought about it. Finally, when no one was paying attention, he secretly ran to the back mountain.

He gently touched the restriction that kept him out, and the little hope that had remained in his heart disappeared, leaving only a complete loss.

"Master, don't you want Xing Lan anymore?"

"Master, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have been so careless about my life and hurt myself so impulsively."

"Master, I will never dare to do this again. Can you please let me in?"

Sang Yunqi sat in the room, quietly looking at the lost figure, listening to his apologies and pleadings, and his thoughts returned to that night.

Because he sensed something was wrong, he left Cangshan Town and went to investigate.

The moment Chu Xinglan's spiritual consciousness exploded, he understood that someone was trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

Without any hesitation, he rushed back as fast as he could, only to see Chu Xinglan smiling and stabbing a dagger into his heart.

Because of his desperate burst of spiritual power to activate his innate spiritual fire, the seal on Chu Xinglan's body loosened slightly, and faint horns and wings appeared.

Fortunately, he arrived in time and stabilized the seal, otherwise what would be waiting for Chu Xinglan would be a bowl of soup on the road to the underworld.

Of course Sang Yunqi was angry and furious, but more importantly, he felt his own fear at that moment.

He is afraid.

He was afraid that Chu Xinglan would disappear from his sight, and he would never see him again year after year, and would not be able to find any trace of him.

Whenever he thought of this, he felt very heartbroken.

Rather than saying that Sang Yunqi is blaming Chu Xinglan now, it would be better to say that he dares not see Chu Xinglan.

He crushed the people who harmed Chu Xinglan to dust, and snatched the people Chu Xinglan wanted to save back from the hands of the King of Hell.

Then, he allowed the rumors outside to spread and locked himself in the back mountain.

He didn't understand.

Although Mu Chen had always used the best medicinal herbs for Chu Xinglan, he had just woken up and was still weak. He started coughing after a while.

But looking at the motionless restriction in front of him, Chu Xinglan's eyes were misted again, and even his red eyes, which had always been as fiery as smoke, dimmed.

"Master, can you please pay attention to me?"

"You can scold me, punish me, but can you please not abandon me?"

Chu Xinglan curled himself up and lay there, whimpering softly, like a little animal that was abandoned by its owner and couldn't find its home.

Song Ling and Chen Xiu were standing not far behind him, watching the scene in silence.

"us……"

Song Ling couldn't help himself and wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Chen Xiu.

"Go back and prepare some more high-quality elixirs. We can't persuade them."

Song Ling wanted to say something, but finally gave up in despair.

He knew that Chen Xiu was right. They were Chu Xinglan's friends, and only his friends. The most important person to Chu Xinglan was only Sang Yunqi.

But he still couldn't help complaining.

"What on earth is the old man doing? Brother Chu came to apologize as soon as he woke up, but he didn't even say a word."

"Brother Chu is still injured, and you are so cruel to ignore him."

Chen Xiu pursed his lips, glanced at the back mountain from afar, and finally said nothing.

"Let's go."

Sang Yunqi sat on the top of the mountain behind, looking at Chu Xinglan from afar, from the bright sunshine to the sunset.

When the last ray of light disappeared, he was surrounded by empty wine jugs.

He patted his slightly messy clothes, stood up, and his eyes were clear.

Sang Yunqi took out the jade slip and sent a message to Mu Chen.

"Take him back. Don't let him leave Danding Peak again until his injuries are healed."