lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

The chief cultivator's face was thin and pale. The dark robe on his body had frost patterns embroidered on the hems.,“Even the formidable Nine Slayers Xuan Yin Formation is something he's willing to use. I should have died a long time ago. But this nameless temple...this place without even a name...how could such a nameless place be worthy of burying Zuo Guanglie!”,No one dared to ask why, no one dared to say another word.。