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

ul big eyes.Tang Wulin blushed a little awkwardly, "No, no. I was just lucky."Yun Ling let out a playful giggle, "So you know how to be humble Come on, I'll take you up there."Thank you, sister.Tang W..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonp Hellvine, then the success rate of forging Tianjian would likely exceed sixty percent, perhaps even higher. 。Unfortunately, he didn't. 。Now, Zhenhua understands a truth even better: even if one wan...