On the banks of Lake Wangchuan, a woman in red clothes looks like fire, captivating the country and the city. The man's white clothes are picturesque and his delicate face looks like a banished immortal descending to earth. However, the woman had already burst into tears and her heart was broken. Just because the man in my arms has long since died. Never come back. 'Long Che, if I wasn't willful, would I be able to see you one last time, and you wouldn't have to die. Don't leave me alone, but why are you so cruel, Brahma Seal, hahaha,,,' The woman's miserable laughter echoed on the banks of Lake Wangchuan, and all the gods who heard it were sad and shed tears. After a while, the woman turned into a purple smoke and was sealed in Wuwang Valley, never to be able to stand up again. The dripping blood of the flowers on the other side of the river corresponds to the saying, "The flowers on the other side of the Forgetting River are red but have no leaves. They bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years. The flowers and leaves cherish each other and will never see each other again."