lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

The man in the flame-colored robe moved his fingers slightly, ready to erase these beggars.,The wooden statue of a deity in the Taoist temple was long gone, likely burned by beggars for fuel. But beneath the altar lay a child beggar, barely alive, motionless, perhaps counting down the days until his death - this was the reason the beggar had hesitated before.,He recognized it, it was the Qi-activating Pill he had longed for, which he had once obtained but then lost.。