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

ey already offended their homeroom teacher before school even started, the days to come won't be easy for them. 。What can we do Xie Xie gave Tang Wulin a questioning look, and Tang Wulin nodded slig..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonand, with pink cherry blossoms on it. As she waved the branch, the cherry blossom petals scattered and floated down onto her companions. Every petal that landed would cause a faint light to glow on th...