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

consciousness gradually returned, he realized that he was being carried on Tang Wulin's back. He instinctively reached up to touch his face, and what he felt was a swollen, numb, doughy cheek like br...g Wulin had some guesses in his heart, but it involved the other person's secrets, so he didn't dare to ask too much. 。But her type of dual spirit still belongs to the top level. In terms of talent, s...