I really a Dark type" Tang Wulin pointed at her back 。Dài Yún'er subconsciously turned her head back, and then her pupils dilated instantly, her pretty face filled with disbelief. 。Then, what's that... snowy mountain range. 。The temperature had already dropped quite a bit, but Tang Wulin was only wearing a single layer of clothing. He walked quickly and steadily, the vortex in his blood vessels nat...
Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: Hatred for the Old Demon