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

rance of scales, doesn't itBut, the moment he steadied himself, the surge of heat within him quietly dissipated. It didn't flare up with the same intense heat as last time, directly manifesting into g..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demon 。“This gem probably can't be taken out of the illusory world, can it” Xie Xie glanced at the ground. 。Tang Wulin said, "Don't be blinded by greed. Didn't you see that I didn't even reach out to take...