After converting to Qingqing Dao, my little junior sister went crazy

To be able to save his life from the demons, the Ninth Prince relied on "idle".

He is relatively young among the princes, only eight or nine years old. In addition, his mother and concubine are not from a high background. He has never thought about that position. He usually does not compete for it, as if he is not interested in anything. The princes and princesses all called him "Living Buddha" behind their backs.

His existence is an exception in the deep palace. It is because of his temperament that he neither fights nor makes trouble, so the demons did not notice him for the time being.

After all, others are quite mediocre and have not shown much talent.

The group of people didn't alert him, they climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard, set up a barrier with their backhand, and then tore off the concealment talisman on their bodies.

The Ninth Prince's mother and concubine also failed to escape from the palace alive. When the crisis was approaching, Qian Ding Ling Wan told him to let go of his hatred, go out and live a good life, and don't think about revenge.

He just listened to his mother and concubine's words. He seemed not sad about her death, but in fact he cried secretly every day. He also had people go out and wrap up nearly half of the paper and scented wax in the city, and just huddled in there when nothing happened. In the specially built ancestral hall, he burned some paper for his mother and concubine, put incense on it, and secretly wiped away her tears for a while.

When Shujue and the others arrived, he had just come out of the ancestral hall. When he looked up, he saw about twenty people in the yard, and one of them turned out to be the fifth brother whose death was reported just a few days ago. He was so frightened that he fell down. Sitting on the ground, he kept mumbling:

"Every wrong has its owner, every debt has its owner, the demons have harmed you, go to the demons, fifth brother, let me go, let me go..."

"..." The fifth prince's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth: "I'm not dead yet. Take a good look at me. I'm still warm!"

"Ah?" He tremblingly pinched the fifth prince's arm.

Yes, hot.

When he got excited, his tears started to flow again, and a snot bubble appeared under his nose. Regardless of other things, he threw himself into the arms of the fifth prince and started howling: "Fifth brother! Wuwuwu! They all said you were dead. ! Said that you were burned to death in the mansion! The second emperor brother and the others are all dead, all..." He was so choked that he couldn't speak. After a long time, he whispered: "Now only my tenth brother and I are left. I have a twelfth brother, and my thirteenth brother is locked up in the palace, and I can’t get any news about him..."

Although he was granted the title of a prince, in fact he was no different from an ordinary person. He wanted power and power. With the name of a prince, his life was even worse than that of some Zhima officials who had taken refuge in the demon clan.

You can't enter the palace, you don't dare to say anything, and you have no status.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooot,wwww...,..., Fifth brother, are we going to die?" After all, the Ninth Prince is just a child. The fifth prince seemed to have seen a savior.

"No." The fifth prince finally softened his mind and spoke to him in a gentler voice: "Have you seen them? These immortals are all here to help us."

The Ninth Prince cried again.

"Excuse me, immortals, please help my brother test his talent." The fifth prince's attitude was very sincere.

It turned out that the seemingly useless Ninth Prince was even better than his talent. He even had a heavenly earth spiritual root. Although the other spiritual root was earthly grade, its influence was not very great.

"Fifth Brother..." The Ninth Prince is about to cry but has no tears. He is more talented than the Fifth Brother. The Fifth Brother will not ignore him, right?
"What are you thinking about?" The fifth prince slapped him on the head, "You are more talented than me, I can't wait to do it!"

There are only so many brothers left, so it doesn't matter who is strong and who is weak.

"Then let's talk about our arrangements."