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

away, there wouldn't be much of a loss. 。“We can’t think that way,” Tang Wulin said seriously. “Since fortune has fallen upon us, we must seize it with all our might and not let it slip away. That’s..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demon front of him quietly released a faint glow, extending further into the distance. 。After a moment, Tang Wulin felt a light touch at his fingertips. He knew he had pierced through. 。He silently retr...