Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan

The sounds of shouting and killing constantly came from every corner of the border city. The people in the city couldn't get out, but this battle was rather strange. They only heard the sounds but not saw anyone. The people were terrified but couldn't explain why. They said it wasn't a fight because there were soldiers clashing swords under the city wall, but they didn't know how many people died. However, they didn't care how many people died, as long as the city gate wasn't breached and the people of Beiming Country didn't enter. What else mattered,Qin Luoyan returned with a resentful expression, but she still followed along without hesitation. However, when she got off the carriage and saw the scene before her, she couldn't help but be taken aback.,"This life, I owe him." Fu Zimu said faintly, pulling Qin Luoyan to kneel before Xiao Fan's grave again.。