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

tossed and turned. 。When the soul-consuming fire was expelled, he had already lost consciousness. At that moment, he thought he was dead; only death could alleviate such pain. 。Gradually, the small..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demon smile and let it go for their age. 。After all, they are still so young. 。"But, nobody knew how much he loved her. To him, she was his goddess." 。At that time, the girl was eight years old and the boy...