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

words from Zhenhua's mouth still caused a sharp pain in his chest. Sister Mo Lan was such a good person, how could this be... "Master, can you take me to see her Sister Mo Lan is a good person..." 。..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonould rush back immediately. 。As he was about to get into the car and leave, suddenly, he felt the air around him grow noticeably colder. 。With the cultivation of his peerless Douluo, he instantly reac...