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

no match for the boss" Xie Xaio walked up to Yuan En and licked her face as he pulled her hand. 。Even Yuan En Yehui didn't struggle, she just glared at him. She was already used to this guy's thick s..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonl his soul of the sword was. 。But at this time, Ye Xinglan seemed to not see her opponent's change at all. Her face was completely covered in a faint glow. 。 。The Star God Sword held in both hands ha...