lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

The man in the flame-colored robe moved his fingers slightly, ready to erase these beggars.,Those who guard for too long will inevitably lose. Constantly, water snakes would attack Zuo Guanglie, carving wounds onto his body and leaving trails of blood. At most, Zuo Guanglie would grunt in pain, waving his flaming sword with one hand, repelling the water snakes that attacked his vital points.,“This is Zu Guanglie…” Mo Jingyu promptly severed the connection with the puppet Feiya. At this moment, he spread a pair of mechanical iron wings behind him, hovering beside Gong Yang Bai, his voice heavy and strained, “A man who almost single-handedly slaughtered through Hangu Pass!”。