d swirled around his head, making him feel a wave of coolness. As a result, he felt much more comfortable. 。"What's going on Old Tang, what's going on What happened" Tang Wulin asked, panting slightly..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demon woman asked in a trembling voice, her eyes welling up. 。He's fine, don't worry. 。His eyes are like yours, very pretty. 。He's about as tall as me now, he's grown up. 。Just like us back then, he is a...
Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon