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

ner court. 。"Dare we gamble on your forging success rate" Tang Wulin listened to their words, nodded slightly, and frowned slightly: “Perhaps my idea was a bit too hasty…” 。"They make a good point, c...to the ground. 。Completely motionless, in a coma! With a light flick of the dark magic sword in his hand, Yuan En Ye Hui's face remained calm, as if he had done something ordinary. His head of crimson...