lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

Those who walk off the battlefield know best the meaning of comradeship. Left Guanglie was acutely aware of his body, nearing its end, but he would never forget what brought him to this day.,As he spoke, the robed cultivators who accompanied him began to form seals. Their movements were astonishingly synchronized, as if they had been carved from the same mold.,The temperature plummeted, a touch of frost forming on his brow. The entire chaotic cavern was frozen, covered in a layer of ice.。