lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

In the billowing steam, Zhao Liguo rose to the sky with a mighty roar, his long hair flying wildly in the wind, his aura fierce and imposing.,In this immense, infinitely expanding inferno of power, Zuo Guanglie roared: "Who has the right to kill me!",The beggar suppressed his slightly heavy panting and brought the jade bottle in front of him.。