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

gaze in different ways. Some were thoughtful, some had flickering eyes, and some were full of curiosity. 。But without a doubt, the handsome Tang Wulin attracted the attention of all of them. 。"When..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demontime, in his hand, a crystal-clear sword with a hint of love radiated faintly. He didn't even have a soul ring appearing on his body, or perhaps his soul ring was hidden somewhere unknown. 。But the m...