His Heart-Throb Highness Was Snatched Away by the Demon Lord

The eldest prince of the heaven, Qi Tianlingjun, was born with full level of godhood, and his true body is a peacock with thirteen tails and feathers. Since his birth, he has attracted the attention of the six realms. Later, because of his gentleness like jade and his wide range of good relationships, he was nicknamed the No. 1 White Moonlight in the six realms. His two younger brothers obeyed him; the sons of the four noble families in the fairy world regarded him as an acquaintance; the second young master in the demon world who was self-centered could not let others say anything bad about him; the god of war who was the most undisciplined in the heaven was willing to embroider for him... At the heavenly banquet, as soon as he lifted the cup, dozens of people were waiting to refill the cup. Qi Tianling leaned on the back of his chair, his eyes only meeting the cold-faced black-clothed Demon Lord in the hall. The demon king was transformed from an ancient ghost tree, and his magical power is unpredictable, probably as strong as Ling's. Friends and brothers were dissatisfied with Lingjun's personal invitation to the Demon Lord to attend the banquet. They disliked him for being so full of demonic aura that he would cause dead flowers and dead grass wherever he went, making the God of Plague notorious. Ling Jun put down the cup and said softly: "The rumors are exaggerated. I once heard that he saved an injured bird in the ten-round golden net. I think he is also a kind person." Everyone didn't believe it, but because of Ling Jun's partiality, they didn't say anything more. At this time, Ling Jun would not know that a few years later, on the night of his thousand-year-old thunder disaster. The kind person in his mouth would Shi Shiran walk out of the shadows, lovingly and carefully pick up the bruised man, erase all traces of him, and lock him into the demonic realm of black shadows. - With a clatter, the wooden cup fell to the ground. Ling Jun lay on the edge of the bed and stretched out his hand, but he didn't touch it for a long time. Urgent footsteps were heard outside the door. After a moment, he was gently lifted up and placed in his arms: "Thirsty? Why didn't you call me?" A glass of warm water was handed to her lips, Ling Jun took a sip and said apologetically: "It's not good that I always trouble my brother." The man chuckled: "That's where the trouble lies." He is always so gentle. Ling Jun said with emotion: "Now I am blind, my legs are broken, and I have lost all my magic skills. My brother and I are strangers, but he takes care of me in every possible way, and Ling Jun really has nothing to repay." The man chuckled lightly and touched his hand. Seeing that he showed no resistance, he pressed his calloused thumb to rub the soft flesh of the person in his arms: "I said, I don't want you to give it back, just accept it calmly. Maybe, I want even more." Ling Jun held his hand back and said seriously: "No matter what my brother wants, Ling Jun will do his best." Hearing this, the man curled his lips, and the desire in his eyes could hardly be suppressed: "Okay, you can't go back on what you said." Quercus (pronounced fox) x Lingjun In the early stage, he was a dull dog and in the later stage, he was a little wolf dog, vinegar, essence, and black belly. Intention: Don't be bound by the established destiny and find your own path.