the earphone fell silent. 。Now comes the waiting. 。At the Tianshang Theatre, the audience members began to enter. 。Today's play is very interesting, it is one of the most popular plays at Tianxing Th..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonf the crisp ringing, Tang Wulin's consciousness was flooded with an overwhelming sense of emerald green. Countless emerald-green needles madly stabbed into his brain, piercing straight into his spirit...
Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon