Smoke and flames filled the sky, my personal vision limited, I could only ever see a corner of heaven and earth.,"This life, I owe him." Fu Zimu said faintly, pulling Qin Luoyan to kneel before Xiao Fan's grave again.,As they descended the mountain, their conversation on the winding path was scattered by the wind, leaving not a trace. Yet, the feelings between them were as unyielding as time itself, forever etched in their hearts.。