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

urd above his head erupted with a jet of flame, reaching Tang Wulin's face in an instant. 。At this point, there's nothing left to do but give it a shot. Explanations are pointless now. 。You can tell..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonerything. 。Therefore, he had to go find her. Only by finding her and asking her face-to-face could he feel at ease. 。Zhang Huanyun roared, “Tang Wulin, do you know what you’re saying Do you know that...