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.,The convergence of Qi, the accumulation of clouds, and the layering of dark clouds, a combination of three esoteric arts, resulted in this torrential downpour!,Just this slight inflation, the crows in the sky self-ignite! The dark clouds disperse suddenly!。