lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

"Too weak, Mo Jingyu!" Zuo Guanglie crossed his hands, and in an instant, his spell was complete.,With a casual wave of his hand, he unleashed a fire dragon that ripped through the air, forcing Gongyang Bai Mo and the others to retreat in fear.,He was truly very sick. Even through the grime that marred his features, one could still see the ghastly pallor of weakness.。