ll the light finally converged at his standing position.A warm, slightly tingling power surged from the soles of his feet into his body, causing Tang Wulin's entire body to tremble slightly. Immediat..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonLin, Ting Yuxue said that you are a saint-level blacksmith" 。This is a rare talent in our regiment, and the deputy commander doesn't allow you to be promoted based on forging military merits. This is...
Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon