lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

The man in the flame-colored robe moved his fingers slightly, ready to erase these beggars.,Zuo Guanglie looked up at the sky, the strong wind whipping his flaming robe and long hair. He raised his right hand. The wide sleeves of his crimson robe slipped down, revealing arms sculpted like jade.,Gong Yang Bai's silent gaze watched all of this, the next breath, was blood frozen.。