Yixun is leaning against the shadow of the bridge, sitting on the ground holding her knees tightly. Her wine red eyes stare at the front, tears streaking across her pale cheek and drying up on her chin.

xingxuan walked over with a worried face, hugged her gently and comforted her silently. For a moment, there was a kind of sad and quiet in the bridge.

"don't you understand?" Lucifer suddenly stood up and said, "this is the battlefield, and people will die in the battlefield. I understand your feelings, but what we bear in front of us is the weight of the whole world, and the lives of countless people...