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

her.This is the end of a paragraph.“I am the homeroom teacher of Class Three, Ye Sakurayo.” Ye Sakurayo emphasized her name because she was very confident that this aloof male god definitely didn't kn..."What I hate most is this world" 。My name is Hate, remember it, Hate the old demonaling rows of razor-sharp, ivory teeth stained crimson with fresh blood. It was clear that it had recently preyed upon something. 。The monster roared ferociously, its deafening bellow shaking the ver...