lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

The screeching sounds, dense and approaching quickly from the horizon.,The ice turned to water, the water to steam. No matter if it was a chaotic snake's pit or an icy prison, everything crumbled in an instant. In the swirling white steam, Zuo Guanglie had become a human torch.,Until this moment, unnoticed by anyone, he revealed a childlike innocence within his usual gentleness and coldness.。