Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan

"There's still…" Fu Zimuo hesitated for a moment before slowly speaking, "Yin Qi has disappeared.",The next morning, news spread from under the city walls of Biancheng: The army from Beiming had retreated. People in the city cheered and poured out onto the streets from their homes. For a long time, smiles hadn't been seen, but now, they shone brightly in their eyes.,"This life, I owe him." Fu Zimu said faintly, pulling Qin Luoyan to kneel before Xiao Fan's grave again.。