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

    

by the dragon's enraged bellow shook the air, its sixth soul ring flaring with brilliant light. 。The entire sky seemed to turn red in an instant, and then Long Yue's body swelled again. 。Though it was..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demon see Shen Xing lying on the ground. 。Although it had been a long time, time flowed differently in the dream realm, he still recognized this aide at once. This was the same aide he had once abducted i...