She dedicated her life to the legend, and the fading light buried her faith.
She is indifferently sad...
God once again gave her the power of light, but she turned around and turned her back, like a lonely butterfly in the night, persistently falling into the dark valley.
Later, after erasing the shackles of darkness, I discovered,
It turns out that even in dark situations,
There are also the fluttering shadows of flowers,
That big blockbuster
Like a sea of flowers and raging blood, it washes away the last conscience of the Si Shui tribe.
She exchanged her bright life for boundless darkness
Use her bright life to pick up the lost light for her people...