lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

As he spoke, the robed cultivators who accompanied him began to form seals. Their movements were astonishingly synchronized, as if they had been carved from the same mold.,Within him, a warmth unlike any other, flared suddenly and swelled.,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.。