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",Qin Luoyan hugged Fu Zimu's waist, but her heart was filled with a warmth she had never felt before. Perhaps, in this turbulent world of ever-changing fortunes, she was only a small force pushing things forward. But when all the dust settled, they were both still alive. That was already very good, very good.,“Hmm” Qin Luoyan raised her head in surprise from his embrace. Right, using the war between the two countries as cover, Mingqi’s people went to seize control of Beiming Nation, so what about Fu Zimo's people Were they going to deal with Yin Qi and the remaining three powerful families of Nanyue Country。