. 。At this moment, the blood qi of the opponent was madly invading his own blood vessels, and the feeling of wanting to submit within him became increasingly obvious. 。... was even rapidly dissolving..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demong Wulin was so busy that when he could finally sit cross-legged in his room to rest, he almost instantly entered a meditative state. 。Given his level of physical exhaustion, it's easy to imagine how i...
Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon