Her family's god has that serious disease in her head

Yan Xiqian was also dumbfounded, she thought that Rong Sichen might be sleeping, but she didn't expect him to sleep without his underwear on.

Qing Yanci frowned and raised his hand to cover Yan Xiqian's sight, and said in a cold voice, "Put on your clothes."

The frightened young man froze for a moment, and then realized his situation, covered himself with a quilt in a panic, and said, "You...you guys go out first!!!"

Qing Yanci pushed Yan Xiqian out with a gloomy face.

The door of the room was already knocked down, but Rong Sichen couldn't care less, and hurriedly wrapped up his clothes.

He lay at the door of the room and looked out.

I saw Qing Yanci and Yan Xiqian standing outside the door, both of them looked serious.

Rong Sichen's back shivered, and he had a very bad premonition.

Sure enough, in the next second, he watched the two approaching step by step, as scary as it was.

A quarter of an hour later, Rong Sichen was tied to the load-bearing pillar in the room.

He said helplessly: "What are you doing? I didn't do anything. You broke in by yourself. How can you blame me? It's too much. Do you still talk about the king's law!!!"

This kid's yelling was really annoying enough, Yan Xiqian said helplessly: "We didn't come to you for this, we...were going to kill you."

After hearing this, Rong Sichen felt a chill behind him, and his whole body became on guard, "You...I am the son of the Demon Lord, how can you...do whatever you want, and aren't you afraid of provoking a war between gods and demons?"

Yan Xiqian clasped his arms around his chest and said, "It's not just a matter of a day or two that the Celestial Clan and the Demon Clan are at odds. Besides, how long have you lived in the Celestial Clan? The Demon Clan doesn't take you seriously at all. .Since there is no use value, it is better to kill the horns. I heard that the horns of the demons are very beautiful. I want to make two strings of bracelets."

Hearing this, the hairs on Rong Sichen's body exploded.

He hastily said: "I don't have magic horns, I don't have magic horns at all, don't make up my mind, really, really, let me go!"

Yan Xiqian snorted softly, "Who would believe you? Even the sons of dignified demons don't have horns, so who else in the demon clan will have horns?"

Rong Sichen panicked, and said: "Really, it's true, I really didn't, I didn't lie to you. By the way, didn't you see me when I was demonized before? You know best if I have gone."

Qing Yanci said coldly: "Who knows if you hid the horns on purpose?"

Rong Sichen twisted his face, and said: "I've told you the truth, except for my father, the rest of the demons have no horns at all."

Yan Xiqian's eyes deepened, and he asked: "Since your father has horns, as his only son, you naturally also have horns. It can be seen that you are indeed hiding it."

The young man really couldn't tell, "I don't have it, I haven't since I was a child, because I didn't..."

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly stopped, as if he had been fixed by someone.

Yan Xiqian and Qing Yanci looked at each other, "Why?"

The boy maintained the state of half-speaking, with his mouth half-open, and remained motionless.

Qing Yanci frowned, stepped forward, and patted his face lightly.

But Rong Sichen didn't seem to have the slightest reaction, and was still sluggish.

Yan Xiqian: "What's going on, you cast a fixing spell on him?"

Qing Yanci shook his head, "No, but he can't seem to move."

"What did he just say? Was it a language restriction?" Yan Xiqian stared at Rong Sichen for a while, then shook his hand in front of him.

She pressed Rong Sichen's pulse to feel for it, and it was as she expected, this was not an ordinary immobilization technique.

The man's entire body had even stopped bleeding.

It is a prohibition, under the curse of some kind of prohibition, once it is triggered, the whole body will freeze, so as to prevent a certain situation from happening.

To put it simply, taking the language restriction as an example, a cursed person cannot tell a certain secret, and once he wants to say it, the restriction is triggered. Just like Rong Sichen at this moment, he seems to be completely frozen and unable to move. Like a dead body.

Yan Xiqian hurriedly said: "Quick, seal his veins, if this continues, he will be forbidden to lock his veins and die."

Qing Yan resigned several times to seal Rong Sichen's veins, and then carried him back to Chonghua Palace.

After the diagnosis and treatment by the Immortal Doctor, he finally escaped a catastrophe.

Rong Sichen's breathing has recovered, but his body's functions have not yet, and he is falling into a deep sleep at the moment.

The old doctor stroked his beard and said: "If the veins are not sealed in time, I'm afraid this kid will die."

Qing Yanci asked: "Is this person restricted by language?"

The Immortal Doctor shook his head and said: "That's not known, but judging from the situation, it is a restriction. As for what kind of restriction, there is no difference in the result. Therefore, it is impossible to judge accurately."

After seeing off the Immortal Doctor, Yan Xiqian and Qing Yanci looked at each other, and they had speculations in their hearts.

Yan Xi said shallowly, "What did he want to say at that time?"

Qing Yanci shook his head, "It's hard to judge, but one thing is for sure, it must be a big secret, otherwise it wouldn't kill him and he wouldn't be able to tell it."

Yan Xi looked at the young man lying on the couch, his eyes were tightly closed at the moment, as if nothing had happened.

"I was wondering, would he want to say that he is not the son of the Demon Lord at all?" Yan Xiqian murmured.

Qing Yanci's eyes widened, "How could this happen? It's a well-known fact that Mozun has only one son, if it wasn't him, who else would it be?"

After all, he also felt that this matter could not stand up to scrutiny.

If Rong Sichen was really the only son of the Mozun, then he had been missing for so long, and he was still in the hands of the Tianzu who was the enemy of the Mozu, and the Mozu didn't move at all.

However, my brother had doubts about this, and even sent someone to investigate.

Rong Sichen is indeed the son of the Demon Lord, and now his disappearance is known to all the demons.

But it's true that no one cares.

Could it be that there is really some secret in it?
Yan Xi lowered his eyes slightly, and said: "I always feel that there is something strange, whether it is Rong Sichen or the demons, it is very strange. I felt it was wrong since the first time I fought against him. Although he is not very old now, but After all, he is the son of the Demon Lord. Since ancient times, the heirs of the Demon Race will inherit half of their parents' cultivation, even if he has never practiced, it shouldn't be the case."

Qing Yanci was silent for a moment, then turned to look at the young man lying on the couch, and said, "It seems that this matter needs to be thoroughly investigated."

Rong Sichen fell asleep for three whole days, and when he woke up, his head was still dazed.

Yan Xiqian asked him what was going on, but he only remembered that he fainted suddenly in the middle of speaking.

"Didn't you guys knock me out?" Rong Sichen asked cautiously.