"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.,Qin Luoyan stood in the courtyard, watching the three people leave. Her gaze lingered on the empty gate for a long time until a cold wind blew and she shivered. Only then did she turn her head unconsciously and ask Fu Zi Mo: "Do you think he will be with Er Ya",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.。