lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

The northeastern corner of the Zhuang nation's sky was shrouded in dark clouds.,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.,For a Dao technique as formidable as the Flame Blade, he no longer needed to form seals.。