lt;lt;lt;Red-hearted

Before the scorching sun could spread, an untold number of arrows had already rained down. The running beggars fell one after another. Their bodies were riddled with holes from the piercing shots.,Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate!,In the billowing steam, Zhao Liguo rose to the sky with a mighty roar, his long hair flying wildly in the wind, his aura fierce and imposing.。