lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

Countless translucent water arrows refracted the sunlight falling from the sky into a kaleidoscope of colors, only to be dyed red in the next instant.,His forehead, with veins throbbing visibly, showed the immense pain he was enduring, but his gaze remained resolute. His other hand still clutched at the incantation seals.,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.。