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

ightly, her delicate body trembling with excitement."Brother, brother, is it really you Is it really you" Nale excitedly bounced and jumped. 。Tang Wulin's excitement wouldn't be any less than hers. A..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonvery day, Tang Wulin was so busy that when he could finally sit cross-legged in his room to rest, he almost instantly entered a meditative state. 。Given his level of physical exhaustion, it's easy to...