lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

This man had sword brows that reached his temples, a handsome and dignified bearing. His crimson flame-patterned robe was intricately and anciently woven, making him stand out from the crowd. However, at this moment, his hair was disheveled and his robe had some tears, revealing a touch of embarrassment.,"He who slays my body is but myself, and he who burns my soul is but Zhu Rong!",An invisible force bound the explosion, preventing it from spreading. It only shattered Zuo Guanglie's body into countless pieces of flesh.。