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

    

o appear in his mind. 。"Such a clear dream! I must have been exhausted from competing yesterday!" 。"Sleeping so soundly, and having such a long and strange dream"Everything felt too unreal. 。The ab..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonate. 。Gu Yue Na stepped down from the rostrum, just as she was about to return to her residence, suddenly, she felt something, her brow furrowed slightly, and unconsciously raised her hand to touch he...