lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

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.,A translucent arrow rain formed a giant funnel, covering half the sky!,He lowered his head, gazing at his blazing hands, and murmured, "Indeed worthy of being a forbidden art of the imperial court. In this power, I seem to see... the true nature of fire."。