Fall: Rebirth

Morning Palace.

Qingli closed her eyes, struggling between dreams and reality, her body gently rolling over without opening her eyes. Ziying sat quietly beside Qingli's bed, staring at her face carefully.

Finally, Ziying couldn't help but uttered, "Are you awake or asleep?"

Qingli suddenly opened his eyes as if frightened, turned around quickly, and stared at Ziying.

The two just stared at each other, neither of them spoke first.

After a while, the silence became awkward. Qingli broke the deadlock and asked calmly, "Why are you here?"

However, before he could finish his words, Qingli covered his mouth with his hands and yawned uncontrollably, his eyes still revealing deep sleepiness.

"No, let me sleep a little longer..." Before he could finish his words, Qingli couldn't help but yawn again, then stretched out his hand and gently patted his lips, then turned his body and prepared to lie down and fall asleep again.

"Get up!" Before Qingli could turn around completely, Ziying pulled her up.

Qingli, who was forcibly pulled up, had a face full of reluctance and irritability. He didn't even bother to open his eyes and yelled at Ziying, "I say, are you sick? Why are you coming here to mess with me for no reason?"

Without giving Ziying any chance to respond, Qingli flopped back onto the bed, pulled the quilt over his head, and continued to sleep soundly.

……

It seemed that he couldn't call her anymore. Ziying shook his head helplessly, then put his hands on his hips, stood calmly by the bed, looking at Qingli.

After a while, she said calmly, "Yesterday, I seemed to have seen a seed of the sacred tree somewhere. Think about it, the seeds of the sacred tree are so rare, and they look so familiar. They look exactly like the one that the Lord God gave you before."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingli, who had originally closed his eyes, suddenly opened them and shouted, "Sacred tree seeds?"

In an instant, Qingli's sleepiness disappeared without a trace. He quickly jumped up from the bed, stretched out his hand into the air like a flash of lightning, and took his Qiankun bag into his hand.

Then, she opened the bag without hesitation and dumped everything inside out. There was a crackling sound, and countless precious magic tools and other items fell to the ground.

The crisp sound of these instruments colliding with each other was extremely harsh. Ling Ziying couldn't help but frown and quickly raised his hands to cover his ears, complaining: "Hey, what kind of mess did you hide in there?"

However, Qingli had no time to care about the magic weapons scattered on the ground at this time. She was anxiously searching for the seeds of the sacred tree among a pile of miscellaneous items.

Qingli turned almost everything upside down, but still could not find any trace of the sacred tree seeds. Her face became more and more gloomy, and finally she could not help but knock away Ziying's hands that were covering his ears, and asked in a stern voice: "Where are the seeds?"

Facing Qingli's questioning, Ziying just shrugged helplessly and did not answer. In fact, she knew the whereabouts of the sacred tree seeds, but she did not dare to tell Qingli easily.

Seeing Ziying remained silent, Qingli anxiously asked again: "Hurry up and tell me!"

You know, this seed was given to her by the Lord God a few days ago, and she was told to find a suitable place to plant it and be sure to keep it well, but now it is lost. If the Lord God knew about this, he would skin her alive.

"This one……"

Seeing Ziying's hesitant look, Qingli was furious. He gnashed his teeth in hatred and grabbed her shoulders with both hands and shook her hard: "Why don't you say something!"

Seeing that he was about to be dizzy, Ziying finally couldn't help but break away from Qingli's hand and replied tremblingly: "I want to say it, but I'm worried that the god of death will take my life."

Seeing Ziying's cowardly look, Qingli didn't bother to say any more nonsense and walked out the door quickly. If Yeyou had really threatened her, she would never dare to say a word even if she had ten times the courage. After all, in the entire God Realm, apart from Yan Yin, the reckless man who didn't know his place, there were few gods who dared to provoke Yeyou.

Seeing Qingli running out of the door in a hurry, Ziying followed closely behind him, jogging to catch up and shouted, "Qingli, wait for me!"