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

ry unhappy with you!” "Strength!" Lin San said faintly. 。Dai Yueyan said with some helplessness: "You always speak so concisely, can you say a few more words Will it kill you" "Yes!" Lin San only blu..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonze as the mecha. 。In the hands of this black skeleton, the weapons were also a sword and shield. The war sword slashed down from thin air, a black ray descending from the sky, striking directly at Qia...