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

is, a tinge of sadness flashed across her eyes, and she pulled the door shut. 。Tang Wulin sighed inwardly, yes! Heaven was unfair. The Heavenly Sovereign Douluo sacrificed himself for the academy, fal... that within her breath, there was a palpable quality that was impossible to describe. 。Just before her, a ball of light with shimmering nine-colored aura flickered in and out. Every flicker released...