lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

The ice turned to water, the water to steam. No matter if it was a chaotic snake's pit or an icy prison, everything crumbled in an instant. In the swirling white steam, Zuo Guanglie had become a human torch.,A cold light, streaked across the horizon, came from the west.,Li Yi's lips twitched slightly, but the expression vanished in an instant.。