lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

In his spiritual awareness, there were no meadows, no horizons, and not even a single human being. Only fire, only endless waves of flame. The surging heat almost distorted space and nearly incinerated his thoughts.,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.,The mouth of the bottle was completely blown off, leaving only half of the bottle body.。