how miraculously found its balance. 。And yet, in this strange equilibrium 。Tang Wulin had become like a sculpture. 。Energy injection, then outputting strange ripples outwards. 。These were all made by..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonYuan En Ye Hui spoke in a low voice: "Xing Lan is right"Shrek and Tang Men, can't be without you
Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon