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

hasn't shown up around the students. 。For him, this feeling was absolutely painful. At this moment, he longed to be with his disciples so much! Dance Lin, come on!Dance Changkong's face remained col..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonany years have passed, when he thinks back on what happened then, his heart is still filled with immense pain. 。Tang Wulin stood not far away, gazing at him and listening to his account. Tang Wulin f...