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

is small in size, yet it depicts a long and drawn-out story. 。Tang Wulin spun in place, struggling to find the first painting. 。That was a giant eye right in the center of the dome. It was impossible..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demon and that is Li Qiankun. 。He is facing seven people, seven formidable opponents. 。Song Lin's decision was correct, she didn't want her disciples to be hit again. 。If even seven against seven were to...