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Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon
ips, disdainfully saying: "Don't dream! This isn't a dream, wake up old man!" 。"Did that hurt"Tang Wulin said aggrievedly, "Of course it hurt!" 。"Teacher, how about we make a bet If I forge a divine f..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonepth of 500 meters to 1000 meters in the deep sea, and finally managed to surface. 。By the twentieth day, he could dive as deep as 2,000 meters into the ocean and still come back alive. 。The depth en...