The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

“B*stards!” Harper saw the entire scene, and he felt as if steel needles pierced his heart.

With a roar, Harper ignored the Ninth Sacred Sect’s disciples that fought with the monster and rushed toward the girl with the neat fringe like a storm.

Then, Harper flicked his long sleeves, the chains in his hands were intertwined into a big net, firmly catching the girl with the neat fringe that fell mid-air and pulling her into his embrace.

The last time the girl was seriously injured, Harper still treated her like an object and just carried her under his arms.

That time, he was sincerely hugging her.

She was so soft and petite, and Harper almost could not feel her weight.

However, his heart was as heavy as steel as blood oozed out from the girl’s nose and mouth, and each drop of blood was like an invisible claw scratching violently at Harper‘s heart.

“B*stards! Go to hell! How dare you!”

Harper’s eyes were bloodshot.

Even though he did not know why he was so angry, Harper was sure that he never felt such hatred before! He wanted to slash his opponents into pieces and turn them to dust!

Suddenly, the girl in Harper’s arms trembled, and she curled up, wailing and vomiting another mouthful of blood, hitting Harper’s chest and chin.

Harper was dumbfounded.

Soon, he slowly looked into the distance, and he saw Caspian’s spear shook, and the ray of black light was like lightning and chain, directly blowing up the Ninth Sacred Sect’s disciple’s neck, which had a black needle on it.

Harper was aware of the technique behind piercing the black needle into the neck, and he knew that once those Ninth Sacred Sect’s disciples were pierced by the long needle refined by the secret method, they would feel no pain and fearlessly charge toward their targets.

In other words, even if their opponents chopped off their limbs, those disciples would widen their mouths and bite their enemies’ flesh and blood.

The chopped limbs would also grab the opponents and dig their eyes out.

Unexpectedly, Harper watched as Caspian used the most drastic measure to counter those disciples.

He used the almost spirit tool to directly blast the Ninth Sacred Sect’s disciples into pieces of meat!

mixed and scattered to the ground in

the pungent smell of air started to spread to the surrounding

just a whiff, it felt as if they fell into an ocean of blood, and there was

the girl in his arms quiver

neat fringe sensed something, and she uttered with

avenge you!” Harper spoke

was cold, and she lost

knowing that she was in Harper’s embrace, the girl with the neat fringe showed

deep breath, she whispered, “Harper… You… You

“Hmm?” Harper frowned.

disciples

can’t win against… That guy… He‘s… Too… Too strong… We… miscalculated…” The girl spat another mouthful of blood

high, she possessed an ability that other Ninth Sacred Sect’s disciples

Caspian before, and she knew well how terrifying he

was unlike what

that guy’s body! Those who did not fight him

“Don’t worry about it.

I’ll avenge you.

guys must die!” Harper shook his head, completely ignoring

did hear them, but he

that time, such a thought even appeared in

the Ninth Sacred

with the neat fringe, he must seek revenge, and there

convulsing in his arms, Harper’s heart

I’m going

pulled the girl closer, and

not warn Harper anymore with her current strength, and she tried her best to grab Harper’s shirt

her body slowly turned colder, the

first time she was so close to Harper, but it might also be

that would only happen once as her hopeless

thought of that, the girl with the neat fringe felt a warmness in her heart, and the excruciating pain

price with your lives!” Harper saw Caspian and the others inched closer,