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

den dragon spear as its apex, thrust forward in an umbrella-like shape, pushing that terrifying aura away as much as possible. 。The pressure had lessened, and Tang Wulin accelerated once more. 。He c...it and see." 。After a long while, Yue Zhengyu let out a satisfied and pleasant sound, "Xiaoyan, I love you" 。Don't worry, I will definitely take responsibility for you, no matter where in the world yo...