ould see their faces clearly. 。Gu Yue sat there, her eyes closed, her face as pale as paper, without a trace of blood. 。The whole person's aura has become very faint. 。Tang Wulin was covered in blood..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonrple shrimp. The flesh was a pale purple, very unusual. 。But this time it wasn't sent to the dining hall, but instead taken directly to his room. 。"You're killing me!" Tang Wulin said weakly to Mu Yi...
Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon