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

's eyes lit up. At this moment, she was completely like a little foodie, immediately plucking a petal and putting it in her mouth. 。As expected, the petal melted in his mouth, transforming into a swee..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonk dragon, after all, the Dragon Slayer's suppression was powerful enough. But he would need a very long time to do so. 。But, he isn't alone here now! There's more than just his Dragon Clan saber here!...