"The little prince should not practice anymore. The girl's fair little face was flushed with a worried look, and she held a wet * soft towel in her hand, and her body trembled slightly.

In front of the girl, on the big bed carved from spiritual wood, a young man was sitting cross-legged, concentrating and breathing.

He didn't pay any attention to the girl's words.

But at this time, the young man's sallow face was covered with beads of sweat, his whole body was trembling, his mind was uncertain, and his thoughts were restless.

The aura in his body was retreating from the three souls and dissipating out, and the decrease in the aura in his body made his demonic power weaker and weaker

"Little prince, please, if you continue to practice, you will die. Tears trickled down the corner of the girl's eyes, ignoring her plea. The icy towel in his hand kept rubbing the young man's bare back and chest, highlighting the extreme worry.

Regarding the girl's words, the young man didn't care too much, and he really couldn't afford a little delay in cultivating demonic power.

But the word "no life" in the girl's mouth pricked the boy's nerves.

"Hugh will take care of me!"

The boy let out a low roar, his brows furrowed, obviously angry, not because of the girl, but because of himself.

The girl was startled and stepped back a few inches. His eyes fell on the young man's body again, and the worry became even heavier.

The young man finally paused his cultivation and opened his eyes, gasping deeply and his face full of chagrin.

"Little prince, are you alright?" Seeing the young man's helpless and annoyed expression, the girl asked softly with concern.

"The seven spirits have no aura, the three souls have lost two souls, and only the life soul is left, is this my fate?" The corners of the young man's mouth were slightly distorted, his eyes were slightly open, and he roared with a bitter smile and self-deprecation, and his words revealed a strong unwillingness.

"Little prince, don't be like this, no one wants to see you like this now!, do you?" the girl's comfort swept like a spring breeze.

Then, the young man fell on the wooden bed, feeling weak and dizzy, as if he had a desire to kill himself.

He really didn't want to believe that he had become a complete waste now.

In the demon cultivation world, if the aura of the three souls and seven souls is lost, it means death, and the young man only has the aura of the soul left, if the aura of the soul cannot be saved, then he has only one way to die.

It's just that every time he cultivates his luck, the boy loses some aura, and now the aura is only left in the life soul section.

Therefore, if a young man wants to save his life, he can only stop cultivating. But in the world of demon cultivation, if you can't cultivate, it means that you will be humble forever, even if he is still a prince now.

"Little prince, please, don't practice anymore. If you cultivate like this again, your life" Seeing that the young man's mood calmed down, the girl continued to persuade.

"Now, it's become a waste, what do you want to do with this cheap life?" the young man snatched the girl's words, a little self-defeating, and let out a slight low roar, although there was unwillingness to fate, but finally showed helplessness.

"But doesn't the little prince know that there must be a reason for the rapid decline of his demon power, and the road of demon cultivation is long, how can the little prince give up on himself? I think there must be a way. The handmaid's gentle words also began to argue with reason, and finally the young man was slightly touched.

"Reason? That's right, I should find the reason, the way of promotion in cultivation is often only up and down, and how can my demonic power reduce? There must be a reason for this. The young man seemed to have a slight understanding, but in the past ten years, he has not looked for the reason for the decline of this demonic power.

"Rulan, thank you, thank you for encouraging me so much for so many years. The young man sat up from the wooden bed, stared at the girl in front of him, and breathed a sigh of relief, a far-fetched smile crossed his face.

The boy is full of gratitude to the girl.

The girl smiled, and her innocent face was full of the tenderness of a girl.

In the past few years, it has been the girl who has taken care of him and treated him as a master.

"Maybe there's something wrong with the little prince's cultivation method? Or I'll go to Fang Market and find it for you to see if there is a method that is really suitable for the little prince's cultivation. The handmaiden's words were naïve and a little unrealistic, but the young man still smiled at the handmaiden, he didn't want to snub the handmaiden's enthusiasm.

The young man's name is Yun Feng, and he is the youngest son of the Poison Bird King Mansion in the Demon Cultivation Realm, so the girl calls him the little prince.

The princes of the palace have been fed by the spirit stone aura since childhood, so they all have a unique charm, often women are charming and moving, and men are handsome and graceful.

But Yun Feng does not have the same charm as the prince of the prince's mansion, but he is already sick.

Yun Feng's dry hair was tied in a one-inch-long bun, and under the bun was a sallow face, which was still drenched in sweat at this time, exhausted, and this face was very thin, as if it had been tortured like this by illness. Although it was already the summer solstice, Yun Feng was still wearing a splendid robe, not because the robe on Yun Feng's body was so beautiful and gorgeous, but because Yun Feng wanted to use the robe to cover his thin body.

He was originally different from others, at the age of three, he swallowed aura, and when he was ten years old, his demon power jumped to the tenth stage of the demon soul, three souls and seven spirits, full of aura, at that time he was known as the wizard of the demon cultivation world, the baby son of the poison bird king, and some people even said that with his talent, he could reach the demon master stage in less than ten years, and he was also expected to inherit the royal throne of the poison bird king.

That is, ten years ago, in the boast of everyone, his demonic power decreased sharply every year, until he was twenty years old this year, and his demonic power was only a part of his soul, and a genius of cultivation suddenly became a laughing stock in everyone's mouths.

The maid's name is Rulan, and she is the maid of Yun Feng's sister Yun Lan, and this place of cultivation is the Lan Xin Pavilion of her sister Yun Lan.

"In three days, it will be the big day of the Poison Bird Clan, the princes' alliance, I remember that three years ago, my demon power retreated to the fourth stage of the demon soul, and it was already a laughing stock in the eyes of all the princes, this time I really don't know what the result is, hey" Thinking that he had degenerated to such a low-level demon power, Yun Feng's eyes appeared in front of him The picture of the martial arts field three years ago appeared, and he remembered what would happen in three days, and sighed a little worriedly.

Yun Feng shook his head self-deprecatingly, he really didn't know how the princes would face the military generals in three days.

"Otherwise, the little prince won't go. "The maidservant Rulan's eyes are full of innocent and lovely beauty.

"If you don't go, can you not go?" Yun Feng's voice was low, and he sighed deeply.

Retreating and escaping is by no means Yun Feng's personality, he who was once arrogant should also have the courage to bear humiliation, but now he is still arrogant, but he has a lot of inferiority complex in his heart.

Yun Feng clearly remembered the alliance of the princes of the Poison Bird clan three years ago, he had stood on the martial arts field, in front of the ten princes of the Poison Owl clan, in front of the people of the Poison Owl clan, promising that his demon power would rebound in three years.

The children of the demon clan were born with three stages of demon power, and the fourth stage of demon power is only a little stronger than a newborn doll, and now it is good, not only did their demon power not rise, but they retreated three stages in a row, and now Yunfeng's demon power has retreated to a section, but I am afraid that even a newborn doll is not as good.

Yun Feng, who is like a sick man, still has an extraordinary stubbornness.

The cultivation of the demon world, first of all, is the demon soul period, also known as the soul period or the demon spirit period, the soul refining period, and the soul refining period.

The Demon Soul Stage has two orders and ten stages.

The first stage, the third stage of the soul level, is divided into one stage of the life soul (cool spirit), two stages of the heavenly soul (fetal light), and three stages of the earth soul (ghost), which are formed in the mother's body, so they are already possessed at birth.

The second stage, the seventh stage of the spirit stage, is divided into four stages of Tianchong, five stages of Linghui, six stages of spirit, seven stages of strength, eight stages of spirit, nine stages of heroic spirit, and ten sections of the center. These seven sections are cultivated.

At the beginning, Yun Feng's mother Mu Xuelian was pregnant for three hundred years before giving birth to Yun Feng, and she found that Yun Feng was a pure yang to yang body, because of her excellent physique, Yun Feng began to cultivate at the age of three, and broke through to the tenth stage of the demon soul at the age of ten, and her back has begun to wing.

It's just that the luck is bad and the fate is bad, Yun Feng is expected to break through from the demon soul stage to the demon spirit stage.

But at that time, Yun Feng seemed to be swayed by an invisible force, and the demon power actually decreased at the rate of one order per year, three years ago, it was reduced to the fourth stage of the demon soul, and this year it was the first stage of the demon soul, and only the life soul stage remained.

If the Soul Segment also regressed, then it would mean that Yun Feng would definitely die.

As for what this invisible force is, it has become a mystery in his mind.

The Poison Bird King also invited a master to diagnose Yun Feng's pulse many times, but he never got a real result.

In Yun Feng's opinion, the possible reason for this result was because he was different from the ordinary people of the demon clan, because he had half human blood, and his mother Mu Xuelian was a pure-blooded human, not an alien demon.

Since the cultivation realm issued an order to chase differences, cultivators and demon cultivators have been incompatible. Yun Feng can be said to be a combination of aliens and humans.

But in terms of physical structure, Yun Feng is no different from ordinary demon clansmen.

In three days, it will be the great day of the alliance of the princes.

In the demon world, the poison owl clan is a big clan, one of the members of the Winged Demon Alliance, and now it is the first major race in the Winged Demon Alliance, with ten major princes.

Yun Feng, as the prince of the poisonous beast clan, naturally wanted to show his skills in the martial arts arena of the princes' alliance three days later, and three years ago, Yun Feng stood on the martial arts arena and promised the world that he would definitely turn back his demonic power, so Yun Feng had to go.

"Do I still have the courage to go to the martial arts arena?" Yun Feng's eyes suddenly became a little dull, and he asked himself, although it was not his personality to retreat and escape, but now the world is extremely cruel.

"The little prince will pass as soon as he is ready!" Rulan didn't know how to answer Yun Feng, looking at Yun Feng like this, the maid Rulan's heart also felt sore.

Three days later, the princes of the poisonous beast clan met to form an alliance, mainly because the princes discussed some major matters inside and outside the royal family, followed by the prince's heirs performing martial arts in front of the demon people, in order to show the prestige of the royal family and make the demon people convinced.

And if the heir of a king is like a waste standing in the martial arts arena, it will definitely become a laughing stock in the eyes of everyone.