lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

Zuo Guanglie muttered to himself, sighed, and said, "Go on.",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.,All the cultivators besieging Zu Guanglie coughed up blood.。