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

pped Tang Wulin's retreating figure, a protective water shield. 。Tang Wulin wasn't surprised, instead he was delighted. He protected himself with the Golden Dragon Claw. 。Please be careful. 。doesn't...led the number again. 。 "Drip, drip, drip..." The busy tone continued, unanswered as always. 。Tang Wulin's heart suddenly sank. 。He dashed out, flung open the door, and burst from his tent. 。...