Fall: Rebirth

In this vast and lush forest of elves, countless sparkling elves dance in the air. Their wings are like colorful rainbows, and each one is unique.

This group of cute little guys are playing happily. Some of the elves are whispering to each other and laughing softly with their hands covering their mouths; some are sitting quietly on the gorgeous flowers, flapping their wings gently, enjoying a moment of tranquility; and some are even closing their eyes comfortably and falling into a sweet dream.

Qingli and Ziying walked in the forest very carefully, for fear of scaring the little guys with any loud movements.

Ziying was deeply attracted by the beautiful scenery. She couldn't help but quickly walk to a blooming flower, staring at the elves sitting on the petals, and exclaimed: "Look at these elves, they seem to be miniature versions of us!"

Qingli couldn't help laughing at Ziying's curiosity. She sat leisurely beside a few flowers and explained with a smile: "Although they haven't been fully cultivated yet, they already have the ability to think independently, so they are naturally not much different from us."

Ziying couldn't hold back the urge in his heart, so he stretched out his index finger and gently poked the sleeping elf.

The elf, who had his eyes closed, immediately burst into laughter, causing Ziying to laugh as well.

The laughter echoed in the air, as if dyeing the entire forest with a layer of joy.

"It's sleeping well, why do you have to disturb it?" Qingli looked at Ziying who was laughing unhappily, feeling a little annoyed.

At this time, Xia came over slowly, her voice as gentle as the spring breeze, and she said softly: "The water god has never seen the daily life of the elves, so he is naturally curious about them."

Qingli listened to Xiya's explanation, and her dissatisfaction subsided a little. She looked at Ziying who was laughing non-stop, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, and she laughed softly.

However, after laughing, she immediately turned her gaze to Xia Ya and asked, "Why haven't I seen Cang Yan in the past two days?"

Xiya's expression changed slightly, and she secretly complained in her heart. She certainly knew why Cang Yan hadn't appeared in the past two days, but she couldn't say it directly.

After all, Cang Yan felt embarrassed about what happened before and was too ashamed to face Qing Li, so he kept hiding.

Xiaya was extremely conflicted and didn't know how to answer Qingli's question.

Qingli keenly caught the momentary embarrassment on Xiaya's face. Her eyes became more serious and she stared at Xiaya closely, as if waiting for her to give a reasonable explanation.

The atmosphere at this time became a little tense, and Ziying also noticed something was wrong. She walked over quickly and agreed, "Yes, I really haven't seen Cang Yan in the past two days."

What a crap! Xiaya couldn't help but roll her eyes. Then she quickly put on a smile and said, "I think it's because the dream was too realistic, and when he woke up, the beast was gone. That's why Lord Cang Yan hasn't gotten over it yet?" Xiaya couldn't help but sigh.

"Dream? What dream?" Ziying walked over like a confused monk, not understanding what Xiaya meant at all.

Xiya chuckled and said, "God Lord Ziying, the wine you drank that day is called 'Monroe'. It can make people enter a dream and experience some wonderful things in the dream. I wonder what the God Lord dreamed about?"

"Oh? There is such a magical wine?" Ziying showed a surprised expression and began to recall the dream he had after drinking that day. "That was a really good dream." Thinking of this dream, Ziying couldn't help laughing.

Qingli and Xiya looked at each other and looked at Ziying suspiciously, curious about what kind of dream he had.

Ziying raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smug smile: "I dreamed that the God of Fire was beaten by me and knelt down and begged for mercy. I still remember the way he knelt down and begged for mercy. Haha, it's really gratifying!" Ziying couldn't help laughing out loud as he spoke.

A trace of surprise flashed across Qingli's face, and he couldn't help but complain: "I didn't expect you to be so obsessed that you still want to defeat the God of Fire even in your dreams."

As night fell and the stars twinkled, Qingli and Xiya sat at a stone table in the courtyard, which was filled with delicious snacks.

The breeze blows gently, bringing a hint of coolness and the fragrance of flowers.

At this moment, Ziying forcibly pulled Ziying out of the room.

As soon as Cang Yan saw Qingli and Xiya, he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. After all, they had witnessed with their own eyes how ugly he looked after he woke up from the dream.

"Isn't it just a mythical beast?" Qingli raised his head, looked at Cang Yan standing in front of him, and said lightly: "Describe to me what it looks like, and I can create one for you."

After Qingli said this, Cang Yan's expression froze instantly. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but finally swallowed his words.

Xiya was frightened and broke into a cold sweat. She drank a sip of wine silently, her eyes moving back and forth between Qingli and Cangyan. After all, she knew very well that the divine beast that Cangyan had always been thinking about was actually Qingli.

However, Ziying, who didn't know the real situation, echoed: "Yes, it's just a divine beast! Let Qingli make one exactly the same for you." Ziying had a serious expression on his face, as if he was talking about something extremely ordinary and common.

After hearing Ziying's words, Xiaya couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat again due to nervousness.

"No need." Cang Yan took a deep breath, sat down heavily like a deflated ball, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Ziying was at a loss for this series of operations. She looked at Cang Yan in confusion, wondering what was wrong with him? He was completely different from the high-spirited and taciturn Cang Yan before!

"It's just a divine beast, why are you so obsessed with it?" Qingli said softly.

Cang Yan slowly raised his head and met Qing Li's eyes, his eyes revealing a hint of complex emotions. "This beast has a special meaning to me." Cang Yan's voice was low and firm.

"No matter how meaningful it is, it's just a dream." Ziying replied calmly. Her tone was calm, but it carried an unspeakable indifference.

A trace of sadness flashed across Cang Yan's face at this moment, and he murmured to himself: "Yes, it's just a dream..."

“Okay! Stop saying these spoiling things.” Seeing the tense atmosphere, Xiya quickly broke the awkwardness, raised her glass, and said with a smile, “It’s a rare gathering. After the three gods return to the God Realm, Xiya doesn’t know when she will have the honor to drink with the gods again.”

Qingli raised his glass and said with emotion: "The courses in the God Realm have ended. In a few days, these children will return to the God Realm and will then officially embark on the path of cultivation. I think these few days are also the last leisure time. I am afraid that such days will be few and far between in the future."

"No wonder you asked them to go home separately. I'm afraid they will hardly have the chance to return home again in the future." Ziying raised his glass and clinked it with Qingli's while speaking.

Everyone drank it all in one gulp, but at this moment, Qingli frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something, but he regained his composure in an instant.

This subtle change happened to be captured by Cang Yan, he stared at Qingli, thinking. His intuition told him that Qingli seemed to be hiding something unknown deep in his heart.