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

sers. After a few moments, Jiang Wu Yue's body started to tremble slightly. 。As the trembling intensified, his eyes gradually regained their sparkle. 。His legs stumbled, and Jiang Wu Yue fell to the g..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demon, but also at himself. 。He defended not only his own glory, but also the glory of the Western Army! At this moment of burning, what burns is not only his own power 。...is but a reflection of the fir...