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.,Gongyang Bai and Mo Jingyu looked at each other, both seeing immense shock in the other's eyes.,But there was a chilling coldness beneath that gentleness.。