lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

Zuo Guanglie didn't shift his gaze, but his brows furrowed slightly. "Aren't you taking your companions with you",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.,"Too weak, Mo Jingyu!" Zuo Guanglie crossed his hands, and in an instant, his spell was complete.。