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

Tang Wulin's waist with one hand, and slashed his right hand's Tianshuang sword into the air. Suddenly, a strange scene appeared. The ice mist in the forest converged towards his Tianshuang Sword lik..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonass 1 Grade One. He couldn't help but be stunned. What was going on Judging by their expressions, if he didn't know that Yuan En Yuhui was female, he would probably think they were a couple. 。The girl...