ecial energy within my bloodline that changed everything. Even my Blue Silver Grass and my spirit have been affected."As he wielded it, he released blue-silver grass and gold light, causing the golden..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonght Dance Spirit here to clarify what happened that day and make it easier for you to find the culprit afterwards." 。"Zhenhua said with a smile, on the way here he had already gotten the general idea...
Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon