lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

The beggar couldn't refuse the words of the mysterious fairy. They even swarmed back, one after another.,"Too weak, Mo Jingyu!" Zuo Guanglie crossed his hands, and in an instant, his spell was complete.,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.。