The wind blew, and the fallen flowers rolled up all over the sky. The wounds in the woman's hands crossed the sky of the alley, and she closed her eyes to cover up the trace of emotion in her eyes. At a time when all the people in the world are about to lose their lives, God Xiyao, who is high in the Nine Heavens and is unstained by dust, is willing to die for the sake of the sentient beings in the three realms who he has been protecting.
In the blink of an eye, she woke up from her deep sleep and knew what they had done back then.
What price did she pay for this glimmer of life? How could she repay the love between two lives?
