lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

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.,Not until all the Daoists had left and the token in his hand shattered did Li Yi slightly tilt his head to look at the expanding Zhu Rong fire seed.,The mouth of the bottle was completely blown off, leaving only half of the bottle body.。