Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan

Qin Luoyan hesitated for a moment before nodding, "It's reported, all the people from Tianjige are dead.","This life, I owe him." Fu Zimu said faintly, pulling Qin Luoyan to kneel before Xiao Fan's grave again.,The two knelt before Xiao Fan's grave for a long time, their backs straight, yet still giving off a mournful feeling. It wasn't until the sun emerged from behind the mountain peak, its rays filtering through the branches of the peach blossom tree and falling upon the two figures, that the air of sorrow lessened by a fraction.。