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

。" Don't eat too many! Tang Wulin looked at the white bean paste bun in his hand, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and asked: "What if you eat a few more" Xu Lizhi hurriedly waved his hand and said..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonlm himself down, Tang Wulin gradually regained his composure. He was very intelligent and immediately realized that he and Gu Yue were still alive, which must have something to do with the seven-color...