Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan

Wu Yi's fists clenched tightly, seeming unable to accept this reality. His face shifted from white to black, then back to white, until finally, he could only choke out: "How did he die Is the revenge served",She opened her eyes, looking at him with resentment, her puffed-up appearance was rather amusing to Fu Zimo.,A lifetime, a pair of people. Not seeking imperial power or riches, but just one heart. To never be separated until old age.。