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

r maintain the clone. 。Duanhun Xiao wouldn't miss such an opportunity. The third soul ring on his body lit up, the sound of his flute blowing, suddenly filling the air with a chilling aura. 。A strong..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demons body was very light. To Tang Wulin, who possessed such power, he barely weighed anything at all. 。"Well, go inside." 。Kindhearted boy 。However, I must remind you that on Devil's Island, kindness is...