lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

"Zu Guanglie ah Zu Guanglie, is this your magnanimity Venting your anger on these pitiful people who no one cares about",Whoever enters this dungeon, will have their breath condense into frost after one breath, their blood freeze solid after two breaths, and their body turn to corpse within three.,He was either lucky, but the word luck seemed so incongruous with him. His tattered clothes, his gaunt and sickly appearance, even his breath that seemed almost to drift away, all spoke of an unfortunate reality.。