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

y some money." 。"Fines" Tang Wulin's voice suddenly rose several octaves, "I don't have any money, but I do have my life!" 。Money is my life, come and get me if you can. 。As he spoke, he turned and..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonled and shook her head, "In the Douhun Hall space, you did indeed cultivate for twelve hours" 。But, out in the world, only an hour has passed. 。Tang Wulin was stunned for a moment, not quite understa...