Fall: Rebirth

"Why are you still reluctant to leave?" Accompanied by a cold voice, Ye You suddenly appeared in front of him like lightning.

When Ziying saw Ye You, he immediately stepped forward to greet him and said with a smile: "I never thought that the God of Death would smile when he was in Youdu."

Ye You glared at Zi Ying fiercely and responded coldly: "If you can also have this blessing, then I will respect you and smile at you."

Ye You's eyes were extremely cold. Whenever Ziying saw this look, he would always feel timid and would involuntarily step back a few steps, then quickly shut his mouth and stop talking.

"Okay, stop scaring her." Seeing Ye You's cold eyes, Qing Li couldn't help but speak to persuade him.

Ye You did not speak. She then looked at Ling Han who was standing beside her and said calmly, "Follow Qing Li for the next few days. Have fun when it's time to have fun. When I have some free time, I will definitely reward you for your good deeds."

Although Ye You's tone was light at this moment, the powerful aura emanating from him was like an invisible pressure that made Ling Han feel fearful.

"You want me to take them out for a trip?" Qingli asked suspiciously.

At the same time, the three disciples looked at each other, with confusion on their faces.

Ye You did not turn around, but only glanced at Zi Ying next to him with the corner of his eye, and then said lightly: "The mountain where you hid the wine is now full of rich divine power, which is not only helpful for cultivation, but also allows you to have fun for a few days."

"Is it really like that?" Ziying, who had been lowering his head, was suddenly overjoyed when he heard this. He jumped over like a happy little bird, grabbed Yeyou's arm tightly and shook it.

However, facing Ziying's intimate behavior, Yeyou's eyes were still as cold as ice, without a trace of fluctuation. She slowly turned her head, stared at Ziying, and solemnly reminded him: "Remember what I once said to you."

"Remember it!" Ziying blurted out without hesitation. In fact, she had already engraved Ye You's warning in her mind as if it were engraved on a rock.

"Are you still not leaving?" Ye You's voice was extremely cold, like a thousand years of ice, as if it could freeze the air around them in an instant. Her eyes were as sharp as a knife, as cold as a star, staring straight ahead, without even the slightest deviation.

Ziying's heart tightened, and he hastily let go of the hand that was shaking Yeyou's arm, and replied in a panic: "Let's go, let's go, we'll leave right away."

Then, Ziying quickly turned around, looked at the three little disciples behind him with a happy face, and shouted excitedly: "Did you hear that? The God of Death said that we can have fun for a few days!"

When the three little guys heard Ziying's words, their eyes lit up instantly and they almost jumped for joy. Their faces were filled with irrepressible joy, and they were obviously ecstatic about the news.

Seeing this, Ye You raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile. However, this smile was like the light at dawn, fleeting, replaced by the same cold expression.

Ling Han, who was standing by, witnessed all this and sighed inwardly. The legendary god of death was cold and ruthless, and regarded all living things as worthless. Just hearing this name would scare the gods in the fairy world. But Ling Han found that his master was not as heartless and indifferent as the legend said, and occasionally he would show a gentle side.

Perhaps, sometimes indifference is just a helpless disguise.

At this moment, Ling Han's inexplicable fear of death gradually dissipated like the ebbing tide.