Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan

Qin Luoyan returned with a resentful expression, but she still followed along without hesitation. However, when she got off the carriage and saw the scene before her, she couldn't help but be taken aback.,This is a picturesque small mountain. It's not very tall, but it's ethereal and beautiful, especially in the morning when there are wisps of mist that seem to dance, giving one the feeling of being in a fairyland.,"This life, I owe him." Fu Zimu said faintly, pulling Qin Luoyan to kneel before Xiao Fan's grave again.。