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

rendering all her skills useless, and she ultimately lost the match. 。The two sides continued to close the distance, hundreds of meters. For a mecha, even starting from zero, it would only take three..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonitably lead him down a path of destruction, then naturally, the seal should be broken as slowly as possible. 。Early in the morning, a low groan woke Tang Wulin from his tranquil meditation. He instinc...