lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

Thousands of snakes devour the body, while dark Yin slashes the soul.,In his spiritual awareness, there were no meadows, no horizons, and not even a single human being. Only fire, only endless waves of flame. The surging heat almost distorted space and nearly incinerated his thoughts.,He was either lucky, but the word luck seemed so incongruous with him. His tattered clothes, his gaunt and sickly appearance, even his breath that seemed almost to drift away, all spoke of an unfortunate reality.。