The Legend of the Wh

Death is both an end and a new beginning. Flowers bloom and wither, cycling through endless renewal. All beings can only let go of attachments and accept the natural flow of things.,The clouds are azure and seem to bring rain. The water is placid and gives rise to mist.,Countless battles with natural enemies made the white snake more cold-blooded and ferocious. Even though she was covered in wounds and blood, she still fought frantically, seizing every opportunity to pierce through her opponent's skin with her two sharp fangs and inject venom.。