Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon

iness ""Are you hungry" Xu Lizi asked. 。Tang Wulin subconsciously touched his stomach, and suddenly felt like his belly could almost touch his back. "I'm hungry" 。One by one, the large meat buns were..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonabout this, suddenly, Tang Wulin's mind recalled what his father, Wu Changkong, had once told him. 。In this world, there has never been a flawless Martial Soul. Any Martial Soul has its advantages an...