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.,"Too weak..." Zuo Guanglie, his whole body engulfed in flames, roared: "Too weak!",He laughed, laughing so hard tears streamed down his face, yet they vanished in an instant, scorched away.。