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

ren't you What have you given him What have you taught him When your disciple left back then, you were so angry you didn't eat for half a month. Could that be fake Stop putting on airs! 。Feng Wuyu ma..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demoncrimson mist. It seemed to accentuate his entire being, making him appear somewhat ethereal. This mist pulsed and fluctuated with every beat of his heart, contracting and expanding rhythmically. 。Mean...