Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan

Er Ya looked at Qin Luo Yan, then at Wu Yi. In her eyes, there seemed to be a trace of reluctance flowing.,"Zi Mo, let's pay back what we owe him, together. In this life or the next.",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.。