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

dust on the ground, forcing Xie Xie to retreat step by step.Let me know if you have other text you'd like translated!Guangling's dagger didn't dare to clash head-on. He was a nimble and offensive Soul..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonderstand metal far beyond that of other blacksmiths of the same level. 。In a short period of time, alloy forging has become accessible. 。One hour after another 。Tang Wulin's forehead began to bead wit...