lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

This man had sword brows that reached his temples, a handsome and dignified bearing. His crimson flame-patterned robe was intricately and anciently woven, making him stand out from the crowd. However, at this moment, his hair was disheveled and his robe had some tears, revealing a touch of embarrassment.,In this immense, infinitely expanding inferno of power, Zuo Guanglie roared: "Who has the right to kill me!",Gongyang Bai merely caught a glimpse of this scene from the corner of his eye, and he had the illusion that his eyes were being slashed! He didn't have time to investigate, because in the instant he saw it, the cold light darted to the front of Zuo Guanglie, circling him once!。