lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

Zuo Guanglie muttered to himself, sighed, and said, "Go on.","Massacre, is that your way" Zu Guanglie curled the corner of his mouth into a sneer, his words unknown to whom. But a pair of eyes as bright as stars were gradually being covered by a cold emotion.,In his spiritual awareness, there were no meadows, no horizons, and not even a single human being. Only fire, only endless waves of flame. The surging heat almost distorted space and nearly incinerated his thoughts.。