Fall: Rebirth

Yan Luo frowned and clenched the feather fan in her hand slightly. The white knuckles turned slightly white due to the force. "I don't know if it's an enemy or a friend, but this aura is very unusual." Her voice was a little nervous and there was a hint of uneasiness in her eyes.

Ling Han and Chu Heng did not speak, but only frowned slightly, with vigilance in their eyes, looking towards the sky where the material could not be seen clearly. Their brows were twisted into a deep "chuan" character, and their eyes were like torches, as if they wanted to see through the mysterious sky.

"Look, there's a dark shadow on the clouds, is it a God?" At this moment, Hill seemed to have noticed something, and he squinted his eyes to see more carefully while moving closer to where Ling Han and Chu Heng were. He leaned forward slightly, his steps hurried, and his face was filled with anxiety.

Hearing Xi'er's words, Ling Han, Chu Heng, and Yan Luo all unconsciously retracted their magic weapons and slightly poked their heads out.

In the sky, a mysterious figure gradually became clear. It was an old man in a black robe, which fluttered in the wind, as if blending into the surrounding darkness. His eyes were as deep as the abyss, as if hiding endless secrets.

Hill held the sword tightly, his eyes fixed on the sky, the sword trembled slightly in his hand. He whispered to his companions: "No matter who he is, if he dares to harm the God, we will attack him together." His voice was low, but full of determination.

This attracted everyone's attention, which made Hill feel a little uncomfortable. His cheeks flushed slightly and his eyes began to wander.

"Why are you all looking at me?" Hill looked around and asked in a low voice, with a hint of embarrassment in his voice.

"Are you here to make fun of me?" Chu Heng crossed his arms and looked at Hill unhappily. His eyes were full of disdain, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised with a hint of sarcasm.

"I..." Hill opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

"That's right, the power of the God is unfathomable, does he need your help?" Yan Luo interrupted Hill mercilessly when he started to speak.

Upon hearing this, Ling Han let out a clear, small laugh. His laughter was as sweet as a silver bell, yet it also carried a subtle hint of ridicule.

Hill finally reacted and scratched his head embarrassedly: "Yes, with the divine power of the God, it seems that he does not need our help." His face was full of an awkward smile and his eyes revealed a hint of self-mockery.

"The little god pays respect to the Lord God." The old man bowed slightly, his voice was hoarse but very penetrating, as if it could penetrate a person's soul. He didn't bend much, but it was full of respect.

Ye You kept her hands behind her back, her expression very calm. She raised her eyes slightly and asked calmly, "Who are you?" Her voice was cold, as if without a trace of emotion.

The old man paused for a moment as he was about to salute, then he smiled and said respectfully: "In reply to your words, Your Highness, I am the guardian of the Shadow Abyss." There was a hint of humility in his smile, but a hint of mystery in his eyes.

"The Abyss of Shadow?" Ye You's eyes were as sharp as ice knives, as if they could pierce through the other person, and there was a hint of doubt in his tone.

The children watched nervously below, their expressions slightly curious, their eyes wide open, not blinking, afraid of missing any details.

"It looks like they are one of us." Chu Heng stared at the clouds, his brows slightly relaxed, and his expression slightly relaxed.

Yan Luo nodded gently to show her agreement. Her movements were graceful and gentle, as if she was silently expressing her opinion.

"But what are they talking about?" Hill's curiosity was suddenly aroused, and his eyes were full of desire.

Compared to everyone talking at once, Ling Han was like a well-behaved child, saying nothing, just quietly observing the unclear clouds. His eyes were focused and deep, as if he was thinking about something.