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

hing from beside her and put it on Tang Wulin. 。It was a hoodie. She helped Tang Wulin put it on, and a faint fragrance came from her body, making Tang Wulin blush slightly. 。For other students, Cla..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demon away. 。A trace of loneliness flashed across the old man's eyes, he walked forward slowly, and gently shook his head. 。"Are you ready" At his level, of course he wouldn't resort to any sudden attacks...