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.,He seemed to be driven mad by the Zhu Rong's flame, losing his sanity.,As the five fingers spread, precisely at that moment, the seeds of Zhu Rong burst forth.。