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

le body. Tang Wulin only felt a strange aura seeming to seep into his body. He couldn't stop it, and the aura grew stronger and stronger. 。For a moment, he was enveloped in golden smoke. His body, ho... huh" 。“He was still talking, but he saw Xu LiZhi already squatting by the tree, his hands rummaging in the soil...The same thing, some people were tortured to the point of life and death, while other...