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

    

ild is so pitiful. His mother used to love bringing him here. After his mother passed away, he came alone. Every time he comes, he remembers his mother. Don't blame him! It's rare to see him bring fri..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demon the start signal, Tang Wulin and Hua Lantang almost rushed out at the same time. 。Golden light flickered, and two golden soul rings rose beneath Tang Wulin's feet. At the same time, his Golden Drago...