Er Ya looked at Qin Luo Yan, then at Wu Yi. In her eyes, there seemed to be a trace of reluctance flowing.,"Um..." Qin Luoyan paused for a moment, lowered her head and thought for a while, then finally raised her head and smiled, "No.","This life, I owe him." Fu Zimu said faintly, pulling Qin Luoyan to kneel before Xiao Fan's grave again.。