lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

He seemed to be driven mad by the Zhu Rong's flame, losing his sanity.,This ultimate beauty is reserved for his eyes alone.,To a powerful cultivator, the small nation of Zhuang Guo was inconsequential. For Zhuang Guo's three thousand li of land, Fenglin City was as insignificant as dust. And even for Fenglin City itself, this dilapidated hermitage in the suburbs had long been forgotten.。