Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan

"He's dead." Faced with life and death, even the most eloquent words seemed pale and powerless. Qin Luoyan didn't know what to say, so she simply used the simplest words to sum up everything.,"Um..." Qin Luoyan paused for a moment, lowered her head and thought for a while, then finally raised her head and smiled, "No.",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.。