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

eacher in disbelief. Wasn't he a waste of a martial soul anymore Although it was still not strong, at least it wasn't a waste of a martial soul anymore!"You just saw, my first soul spirit is also a wh..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demona little awkward. 。Tang Wulin looked at Gu Yue, but Gu Yue just lowered her head and avoided his gaze. 。It was in this eerie atmosphere that Tang Wulin, unable to withstand the dizziness, fell back do...