lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

Countless translucent water arrows refracted the sunlight falling from the sky into a kaleidoscope of colors, only to be dyed red in the next instant.,“Even the formidable Nine Slayers Xuan Yin Formation is something he's willing to use. I should have died a long time ago. But this nameless temple...this place without even a name...how could such a nameless place be worthy of burying Zuo Guanglie!”,His jaw, his brows, his eyes, even the corners of his lips, all held a blade-like sharpness. Yet his gaze was placid, almost gentle.。