Fu Zi Mo Qin Luo Yan

Until the seventh day, a dove flew in from the north. He took a tube from the dove's leg, unfolded the letter, and smiled.,"There's still…" Fu Zimuo hesitated for a moment before slowly speaking, "Yin Qi has disappeared.","This is…" Her gaze fell on Fu Zimo's back, her eyes instantly moistening because Fu Zimo was already kneeling before a small tombstone.。