lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

But Zuo Guanglie flipped his hand, extinguishing the sparks that emerged from his fingertips.,"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.,His aura rose explosively, his pressure as overwhelming as a mountain collapsing.。