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

ng the land.A faint realization washed over Tang Wulin, allowing him to vaguely sense a subtle presence quietly entering his body from the air. It merged with his soul power, which was still very weak..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonrst met, they were both around ten years old. Now, Ye Xinglan is thirteen. 。The girl developed early. Her height already exceeded 1.6 meters, and her figure was slender, especially her long legs were...