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

of geniuses. However, among these exceptionally gifted individuals, some have lost their way on the path forward. 。Because they are too gifted and have too many choices, they get lost. 。But once los..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demon eyes, and long eyelashes. 。She seemed to be the most perfect creation of the Creator, a moving splash of color bringing vibrancy to the desolate desert. 。It was her, it was her!This was the first tim...