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Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon
don't like you anymore!"Long Yue laughed and patted Dai Yun'er's head, "Alright, my little princess"The next game, your fourth brother will avenge you. If he can't do it, Big Dragon will take care of..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonshed, its light danced with ease, effortlessly piercing through the defenses of the Underworld creatures surrounding him. It plunged deep into their bodies and bones. 。Please vote and recommend. 。I do...