lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

Zuo Guanglie didn't shift his gaze, but his brows furrowed slightly. "Aren't you taking your companions with you",Within him, a warmth unlike any other, flared suddenly and swelled.,To a powerful cultivator, the small nation of Zhuang Guo was inconsequential. For Zhuang Guo's three thousand li of land, Fenglin City was as insignificant as dust. And even for Fenglin City itself, this dilapidated hermitage in the suburbs had long been forgotten.。