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

lie, you're so beautiful!" Tang Wulin sat at the dining table, his hands cupped under his chin, looking at Natalie who was sitting beside him, wearing his clothes.Tang Wulin was half a head taller tha..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demond Yinglong Dagger, there was truly nothing he could do.Tang Wulin was already used to Er Rao's sparring. He raised his hand and put his arm around Xie Xie's shoulder, "Yesterday I was also lucky, they...