lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

Mò Jīngyǔ reached back with his hand, wanting to open the copper chest on his back and use his last resort. But his hands trembled uncontrollably, he didn't have the strength to lift the lid.,He slowly sheathed his sword, his voice as calm and steady as ever.,But Gongyang Bai had only just begun to speak when he abruptly fell silent. He didn't even have time to finish his words before, in the next instant, he picked up Zu Guanglie's head, turned around, and flew away.。