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

he silver-haired girl was stunned, looking at Tang Wulin. At first, she was confused, and gradually, a layer of mist slowly rose from her eyes 。"Ah!" she suddenly screamed. Before Tang Wulin could re..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demons simply too poor. 。"No, no, Your Majesty, please, please save them!" 。Tang Wulin's voice trembled, pleadingly 。Ya Li painfully closed her eyes. She had exerted all her effort, and although she could...