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

shed listening to Ling Zichen's narration, her brows furrowed. "Harosas, he actually appeared..." 。As expected, they couldn't stay away. 。It's okay, Wu Lin will be fine. 。She was very clear about th..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonaid, "If the Sea of Spirit is injured by external force, it cannot be solved. We can only let her recover on her own. There's nothing we can do now." 。Now it's unknown how much of a psychological impa...