lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

"Massacre, is that your way" Zu Guanglie curled the corner of his mouth into a sneer, his words unknown to whom. But a pair of eyes as bright as stars were gradually being covered by a cold emotion.,The blades flashed like a torrential downpour, crashing down and forcing Zuo Guanglie back into the snake pit.,He was truly very sick. Even through the grime that marred his features, one could still see the ghastly pallor of weakness.。