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

shes. 。Cold sweat instantly soaked through my shirt, such a terrifying presence, even the dance teacher was kept in the dark. 。"Hmph!" A cold snort from Mu Changkong, filled with obvious anger. Tang W..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demon but cover his face with both hands, wishing he could just jump into the Lake of Sea Gods. 。It's really embarrassing."Calm down, it's okay" 。Speak your mind, just like Lap Chi can. Why can't you Don'...