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

yet, but Zheng Long and Zheng Hu had already vanished as two white lights."You—" Zheng Yiran stared blankly at Yang Nianxia, she couldn't have imagined that the deadly poison of her brothers Zheng Lo..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonr bodies, Luo Gui Xing raised his hand, and like the ancient moon releasing a spatial lock from afar... 。Gu Yue's body flashed with silver light, the spatial lock seemed successful, but it only last...