Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan

"Me" Qin Luoyan twitched the corner of her mouth and smiled, "Do I have that much ability",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.。