lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

Left Guanglie's face remained unchanged. With both hands he pulled, and a flame blade materialized in his palm.,The blades flashed like a torrential downpour, crashing down and forcing Zuo Guanglie back into the snake pit.,He danced with his fingers, summoning puppet ravens from the box. They flew out in a flurry, swarming towards the fireworks. Each raven extinguished a bloom of fire, but the fireworks seemed endless while the number of ravens dwindling.。