lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

The man in the mask, named Mo Jingyu, flew backward with his hands outstretched and fingers spread wide. Each finger was connected to a translucent thread, the other end of which led into the bronze box. He suddenly pulled it out!,That was the sound of a white-clad swordsman's sword slicing through the sky!,He saw only one, round and shiny pill remaining at the bottom of the bottle. His breath caught in his throat.。