lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

A horde of menacing water snakes swarmed around Zuo Guanglie, their eyes glinting with malice. From all directions, it seemed as if he was trapped in an endless serpent's den!,"Too weak, Mo Jingyu!" Zuo Guanglie crossed his hands, and in an instant, his spell was complete.,He carefully removed the piece of flesh that was wedged in the bottle's opening and peered into the bottom.。