Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan

Qin Luoyan draped her cloak over his shoulders. Seeing him smile, she smiled back. "Is it done",Qin Luoyan also frowned and asked, "Did you intentionally send my father to fight him...",As they descended the mountain, their conversation on the winding path was scattered by the wind, leaving not a trace. Yet, the feelings between them were as unyielding as time itself, forever etched in their hearts.。