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

, meaning he was now facing him one-on-one. 。At this moment, Tang Wulin did not retreat but instead raised his right hand. On top of his right hand, the golden dragon claw instantly opened, its claws...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！wasn't it the same The white-haired girl watched Mo Lan cry so sadly, first surprised, then frowned, walked to Mo Lan's side, and handed her a tissue. 。Indigo result paper towels, wiped away the tear...