<<Tang Jia San works
Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon
he couldn't let his own feelings affect this game. 。The neighbor 。Gu Yue sat on her sofa, her eyes calm, her hands crossed over her abdomen, as if deep in thought. 。Suddenly, the lights in the room d..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonlver grass, they temporarily sealed off the cockpit. 。Tang Wulin grabbed his Blue Silver Emperor, climbed into the driver's seat, and then skillfully and quickly controlled each button. 。At this time...