Fall: Rebirth

In the courtyard of the Bishui Palace, the sun is shining and the breeze is blowing.

Yi Chun and Xi'er stood in the middle of the yard, several meters apart, each using the water control technique.

The water in Yi Chun's hand meandered quickly like a snake and swept towards Hill.

Hill dodged the attack easily with a flash of his body, and used his fingers as a sword to draw graceful arcs in the air.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yi Chun immediately changed her tactics. She waved her hands, controlling the water flow to quickly gather into a huge water dragon, roaring and rushing towards Hill.

Seeing this, Hill was not afraid at all. He waved his hands violently, and a solid water wall was instantly erected, steadily blocking the fierce attack of the dragon.

At this moment, Ziying was sitting at the stone table leisurely, sipping the fragrant tea while staring at the two people fighting fiercely. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, as if she was looking forward to this competition.

At this moment, Qingli slowly emerged from the void like a ghost and quietly appeared in front of Ziying.

"What a good mood!" Qingli said softly.

Ziying smiled slightly: "It's rare to have some free time, so I should enjoy it."

"Yeah, it's time for us to take a good rest." Qingli said, picking up the teacup and taking a sip.

At this time, the battle between Yi Chun and Xi'er became more and more intense. The water dragon and the water wall kept colliding, making loud noises.

A cunning look flashed in Yi Chun's eyes. She controlled the water dragon to open its huge mouth and spit out balls of icy cold air.

Hill frowned slightly, but did not retreat. He mobilized more spiritual power to strengthen the defense of the water wall.

Ziying looked at the exciting duel between the two and couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

Qingli's eyes swept across the two people who were fighting, and then he slowly sat down next to Ziying.

"It seems that Yi Chun's return has helped you relieve a lot of burden." Qingli said as he sat down, his voice as soft as a breeze.

After hearing Qingli's words, Ziying's mouth corners turned up, her eyes slightly curved, and a happy smile appeared on her face. While busy making tea, she said nonchalantly: "Yes, after she came back, I really felt much less worried."

Qingli smiled and nodded, as if it was rare for her to feel so relaxed and at ease.

"Why are you so free today?" Ziying asked curiously while filling a cup of tea for Qingli.

Qingli lifted the teacup elegantly, put it to her nose and sniffed the tea, then took a sip. She then put the cup back on the table and replied calmly, "Chu Heng followed Ye You to the lower world to practice."

Ziying raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a teasing smile on his face, and slowly said: "This way, you can have a good rest for a while! But... I didn't expect that you would let your apprentice face the god of death alone."

Hearing this, Qingli frowned slightly, looked at Ziying with a little dissatisfaction, and retorted: "What do you mean by 'facing it alone'? This is also a kind of experience for Chu Heng."

Ziying felt Qingli's gaze and immediately shut his mouth, not daring to say another word. He just shifted his gaze to the two people who were fighting fiercely.

Seeing this, Qingli sighed helplessly and turned her head to look at the duel between Yi Chun and Xi'er. She watched them quietly and whispered softly, "It's been a long time since I last saw Yi Chun. Her water control skills seem to have reached a new level."

Ziying nodded in agreement and replied, "Yes, Yichun is indeed gifted, and she works very hard, so it is natural that she is improving so quickly."

At this moment, the situation on the scene suddenly changed.

Yi Chun took advantage of Hill's slight slackness, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he pinched the magic formula in his hand, and the water dragon that was originally in a stalemate with Hill's water wall suddenly rolled violently. Then, the water dragon opened its bloody mouth and bit Hill's water wall fiercely!

"boom--"

With a loud bang, Hill's water wall shattered instantly, turning into countless water drops that fell to the ground. Yi Chun's water dragon, like a dragon emerging from the sea, roared through the water wall and pounced towards Hill!

Hill's face changed. He didn't expect Yi Chun to find the flaw in the water wall and successfully break through his defense. He quickly used his body skills and dodged the water dragon's attack. However, the residual force generated by the water dragon after it missed still soaked a large area of ​​his clothes, making him look embarrassed.

Yi Chun saw that her attack was effective, and a hint of joy flashed in her eyes. But she did not take it lightly, but seized this opportunity without hesitation and continued to command the water dragon to launch a second round of offensive.

The water dragon circled in the air and then pounced towards Hill again, spraying a thick column of water from its mouth with great momentum.

Hill no longer dared to underestimate Yi Chun. He quickly adjusted his state, formed seals with his hands, and cast a more powerful defensive spell.

As he moved, a transparent shield appeared in front of him, emitting a soft light and blocking the water dragon's attack.

"boom--"

The water column of the water dragon hit the shield hard, making a dull sound.

However, the shield only shook slightly and completely offset the water column.

Yi Chun frowned when he saw this, and thought to himself, "Hill's improvement is indeed great. I have to find a way to break his shield..."

"Although Xier has only been your disciple for a short time, he can still withstand Yi Chun's attack." Qingli stared at the two people fighting and said with a hint of appreciation in his tone.

Ziying nodded slightly, indicating that she agreed with Qingli's opinion. Her eyes revealed a hint of relief, and she said softly, "He is indeed very hardworking, and he has good talent."

While they were talking, the fight between Yi Chun and Xi'er had entered a white-hot stage.

Yi Chun was seen dancing his hands quickly, flexibly controlling the surrounding water flows, condensing them into various shapes and forming attacks.

Sometimes she condensed the water into a sharp sword, extremely sharp, with a fierce sword energy, and stabbed straight at Hill; sometimes she gathered it into a shield, hard and thick, blocking Hill's attack; sometimes she broke the water dragon into water droplets and shot them densely at Hill.

Hill gave it his all and did not dare to relax at all. His movements were agile and swift, and he was able to accurately avoid Yi Chun's attacks and counterattack every time.

The two sides fought back and forth, neither giving in, and for a while they were stuck in a stalemate, with no one able to gain a clear advantage in a short period of time.

Ziying and Qingli sat aside, watching this wonderful duel with great interest. They stared at the two men's movements intently, whispering to each other from time to time, with delighted expressions on their faces.

Finally, after a fierce battle, Yi Chun seized an opportunity and successfully broke the deadlock with a clever tactic. She suddenly changed her attack method, condensing the water into a huge net, covering Hill with overwhelming force.

Seeing this, Hill tried to escape, but it was too late. He was trapped tightly in the net and could not move.

Yi Chun took the opportunity to launch a final attack, successfully defeating Hill and winning the victory.

Xi Er smiled slightly, clasped his hands together, and bowed to Yi Chun in acknowledgment of defeat: "Senior Sister, you are really amazing!"

Ziying and Qingli on the side smiled at each other, their eyes full of relief, and it was obvious that they were very satisfied with the performance of the two.

After the fight, Yi Chun took two steps forward, took out a snow-white handkerchief from his arms, and gently wiped Hill's clothes that had been accidentally wetted by the competition.

However, when Yi Chun's fingers touched Hill's cheek, she was surprised to find that Hill was sweating profusely. So she couldn't help but wipe the sweat off Hill's cheek with her handkerchief, and said softly, "Look at you, why are you sweating so much?"

When Hill heard Yi Chun's concerned words, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing an innocent smile, just like a pure child.

This smile made Yi Chun's heartstrings tremble slightly, and an inexplicable warmth surged in her heart, and the corners of her lips unconsciously rose. She felt that Xier was like an innocent child, and she couldn't help but want to protect him.

At this moment, Huanyang happened to step into the Bishui Palace to find Yi Chun. He stood quietly at the door, staring blankly at everything that happened in front of him, and unconsciously clenched his fists.

He originally wanted to come in, but when he saw this warm scene, his steps stopped and he couldn't take another step forward.

Huanyang's fists seemed to be a volcano in his heart, unconsciously clenching, as if to erupt the emotions in his heart. His eyes were like a complex ocean, with emotions swirling in it, including unconcealable jealousy and anger, as well as deep loss and helplessness.

Yi Chun suddenly noticed Huanyang standing at the door. The smile on his face froze instantly. Then he subconsciously withdrew his hand and quickly walked to Huanyang.

At this moment, Qingli and Ziying glanced in the direction of Huanyang and Yichun at the same time.

"What are you doing here?" Yi Chun frowned, crossed his arms over his chest, and his tone was obviously unhappy.

Huanyang sighed deeply, feeling that many eyes were watching them, and felt panic in his heart. So, he took Yi Chun's hand without hesitation and walked quickly to the outside of the yard.

Witnessing this scene, Qingli couldn't help but turn his head to look at Ziying, and asked with a confused look on his face: "Huh? Don't you always not let the people of the God of Fire enter the yard? Why did you not only let them in today, but also watched them take your apprentice away?"

Ziying picked up the teacup, took a sip, and replied calmly: "Huanyang has no ill will towards Yichun, let him be."

In fact, ever since Huanyang brought Yi Chun back last time, Ziying had already seen the clues that Huanyang not only had no ill will towards Yi Chun, but he might even have love for her.

"Huanyang, what are you doing?" Yi Chun, who was pulled out of the gate by Huanyang, shook off Huanyang's hand and asked with a frown.

"You actually helped him wipe his sweat just now. Do you know what the difference between men and women is?" Huanyang asked anxiously, with a hint of anger in his voice. His face was like a ripe apple, so red that it was about to bleed.

After hearing this, Yi Chun was stunned at first, then a trace of impatience appeared on his face, his brows slightly frowned, and with a hint of displeasure in his tone, he said: "Then when you pull me like this, do you pay attention to the difference between men and women?"

"I... that's because..." Huanyang was suddenly speechless. His face turned red, his lips trembled slightly, and a hint of shyness flashed in his eyes, but he couldn't utter a word.

Yi Chun stared at Huanyang's hesitant expression, his face full of curiosity. His eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

"I just don't want you to be so close to other men." Huanyang suddenly mustered up the courage to say.

Yi Chun's heart was slightly disturbed, but she quickly regained her composure and replied, "That's my junior brother, not another man. In my heart, he is like my own brother."

After hearing what Yi Chun said, Huanyang's frowning face suddenly became happy, the corners of his mouth turned up, and his eyes were full of joy, like a blooming flower. He said happily: "So it's my younger brother, then there's no problem."

Yi Chun looked at Huanyang's mood changing so quickly, staring at him seriously, muttering: "Are you crazy?"

"I didn't!" Huanyang lowered his head guiltily. He didn't dare look at Yi Chun. Like a timid mouse, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

"Then why did you pull me out here?" Yi Chun asked, crossing his arms and looking at Huanyang seriously.

Huanyang looked at Yi Chun so seriously, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He grabbed the corner of his clothes unconsciously, his face turned red, and his lips trembled slightly, but he couldn't say a word.

Yi Chun looked at Huanyang's nervous expression and couldn't help laughing. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, and a smile flashed in her eyes. There was a hint of ridicule in her voice: "Why don't you speak?"

After hearing this, Huanyang's face turned even redder, and even his ears turned red. There was a hint of shyness and embarrassment in his voice: "I... I..."

Yi Chun looked at Huanyang's hesitation and became even more curious. She blinked and asked in a relaxed tone, "What's the matter?"

Huanyang's hands tightly grasped the corners of his clothes, as if he was trying to muster up his courage. However, when he finally spoke, he only uttered one sentence: "I have something else to do."

After saying this, Huanyang disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Yi Chun looked at the direction where Huanyang disappeared, with a sneer on her face. She whispered softly, "Is this man sick?" Then she shook her head and turned away.

When Yi Chun returned to the yard again, Xi'er was already beside Ziying, waiting for her anxiously.

Seeing Yi Chun coming back, Xi'er's face was filled with more worry. He quickly stepped forward and asked nervously, "Sister, why did he look unhappy just now? Did he embarrass you?"

Yi Chun smiled slightly, shook her head gently, and replied firmly: "Don't worry, Hill, it's okay." She reached out and patted Hill's shoulder gently, trying to reassure him.

However, Hill frowned slightly, as if he didn't believe her.

Xi Er looked at Yi Chun and continued, "But...but I clearly saw the look in his eyes just now..."

There was a hint of doubt and uneasiness in his voice, as if he was worried about what had just happened.

Yi Chun understood what Xi'er was thinking, but she didn't want him to worry too much, so she comforted him again: "It's really okay, don't think too much."

At this time, Ziying turned his gaze to Yi Chun and said meaningfully: "Xi'er, don't worry! That guy is no match for your senior sister."