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

itself onto his head. 。 Ginger Zhanheng only felt his spirit suddenly tighten. Although he could sense everything happening outside, at this moment he was completely immobile. 。Even the flames of li... after a while. 。“At this moment, the smile on Yu Tian Dou Luo’s face seemed to have a hint of cunning calculation.” 。Tang Wulin took a deep breath and said, “Okay, then please take us inside to have...