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

idn't make an appearance. 。After watching the previous game and knowing that their opponent was from a mid-level academy in a small city, Tang Wulin was full of confidence. 。Wu Changkong said that th..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demon waved her arms, slamming the two bodies hard onto the ground. Zheng Yiran hadn't reacted yet, but Zheng Long and Zheng Hu had already vanished as two white lights."You—" Zheng Yiran stared blankly at...