lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

He had a pair of narrow and long eyes, and he stared intently at Zuo Guanglie with them: "Even an insignificant ant, do you see it in your eyes",To a powerful cultivator, the small nation of Zhuang Guo was inconsequential. For Zhuang Guo's three thousand li of land, Fenglin City was as insignificant as dust. And even for Fenglin City itself, this dilapidated hermitage in the suburbs had long been forgotten.,He thought for a moment, then struggled to roll over and tumble out from under the offering table.。