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.,But there was a chilling coldness beneath that gentleness.,As soon as the words left his mouth, the extraordinary token, as if unable to withstand the sound, shattered instantly into countless black flakes. They slid past Li Yi's fingers and fell to the ground with a soft rustle.。