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

soul spirit. 。But the people at the Soul Transmission Tower told me that my money could only buy one random soul spirit, and I had no choice. 。I won a Golden Tongue, back then it was called a Waste So... sensitive to blood. 。... while he isolated himself with a plant, blue-silver grass, to block his own scent. As long as he could prevent the great white shark from attacking him, it would be perfect....