lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

Before the scorching sun could spread, an untold number of arrows had already rained down. The running beggars fell one after another. Their bodies were riddled with holes from the piercing shots.,The flaming robe burns, the long hair burns, the eyebrows burn, the flesh and blood burn, the soul...burns!,Until this moment, unnoticed by anyone, he revealed a childlike innocence within his usual gentleness and coldness.。