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

competition.A flicker of surprise crossed Zhang Yanzi's eyes, but he didn't panic. Two soul rings lit up rapidly beneath his feet, followed by a piercing eagle cry from his mouth. With a blur, the wi..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demon away. 。And Yan Feng's side was all energy light, and she didn't see anything either. 。Without Tang Wulin having to say anything, Xie Xie had already been weaving through the streets, speeding up hi...