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

friend of my master. He gave it to me, so I ate it.” 。Gone 。I guess I could try spitting to see if there's any residue left. 。"You're disgusting, aren't you" Ye Xinglan, walking ahead, had finally..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demon head to look at Mo Lan. 。As a federal central guard, she could act with impunity in Ink Blue when there was a threat, handling all kinds of situations. 。But being faced with an officer, she still had...