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

    

a strange feeling suddenly welling up in his heart. So, in her eyes, he was just a child." 。As dawn broke, running had made his whole body hot. Tang Wulin came to the dining hall and ate heartily...., the piece from yesterday was still at the thousand forging level and needed to be refined again. It would only become truly expensive when it reached the spiritual forging stage. 。Compared to star-...