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

--------------------------------------------------"That was embroidered by my sister."The petals of the flowers on the quilt are purple, with a silver border. Although it's not perfect, it was made by..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demon on now is themselves. 。And they themselves, were far from strong enough. 。The reason we can't revive and rebuild the Slimes is simple: they are too weak. 。"I understand " 。Ye Xinglan nodded forcefu...