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

this period of rebellion would have likely ended immediately. 。After Xiaohēi was taken apart, a massive figure descended from the sky. Its eight long legs spread out, like eight spears, encircling th..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonlf, "What time is it My teacher is still thinking about making up for lost time. But, I like..." 。He didn't hesitate, tilting his head back and swallowing the whole can of fish oil. 。To talk about the...