lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

Outside the Maple Forest City, in the countryside, it was rare to see any people. There was only a small Taoist temple, which had long since fallen into disrepair.,"Massacre, is that your way" Zu Guanglie curled the corner of his mouth into a sneer, his words unknown to whom. But a pair of eyes as bright as stars were gradually being covered by a cold emotion.,This power was not something that Zuo Guanglie, with his dwindling strength, could control. He was merely a trigger, a conduit, using his genius and determination to allow the true might of Zhulong to be unleashed into this world, even for a brief moment.。