The fate of life is a difficult thing to understand. Just like Ying Shuyi never thought that one day she would have to save other worlds by herself.
The lush forest, the weeping flower demon, the soaring green dragon, the fiery red phoenix flying in the sky, the sound of horns and drums coming from the distance, and something seems to be slowly revealed in the flying dust
... Wait a minute, this scene seems familiar. Isn't the next direction of their story going to be irrelevant?
Isn't this a dream I had when I was young?
Is it true that every dream is a world in a parallel space?
So what is the meaning of my coming to this world?
If one day the magical and magnificent dream that you thought was actually a reflection of another world, so you dreamed about it continuously when you were young, and then reappeared when you were about to completely forget it, and you knew every step of the plot that they were going to take, then would you make a different choice?
Next, please keep going!
(It's my first time writing this, so please forgive me for the poor writing. I mainly wanted to write an ending for the magical dreams I had)
Purpose: Only by being determined and brave can you find the hidden gems