lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

He slowly sheathed his sword, his voice as calm and steady as ever.,He didn't even glance at what remained of Left Guanglie's body, nor did he have any lingering feelings. With a flash of his sword light, he disappeared in an instant.,Chunks of flesh, bits of bone, shards of some kind of metal, more chunks of flesh, finger bones, an unidentified half-piece of wood...。