The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

The sky was out of reach, and the green bamboo forest was like an endless sea.

In an instant, Lucy felt as if she was alone in the world.

The intense feelings of emptiness, loneliness, and fear surged in her small heart instantly.

“Lady Jessica… Lady Jessica…” Lucy sobbed, looked in a random direction, and rushed forward with brisk steps.

However, the surrounding sea of bamboos appeared the same from any angle.

Lucy did not know how long she walked, but the forest seemed to have no end.

Even when she was out of breath, there was still no exit sign.

There was fear in Lucy’s eyes, and she pursed her lips, about to burst into tears again.

“Where am I… Lady Jessica, idiot Casper, where have you all gone… I want to go home…” Little Lucy, who now appeared like a fifteen-year-old girl, desperately wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Finally, after weeping a few times, she squatted on the ground, hugging her knees and crying.

At that time, behind a few green bamboos not far from Lucy, Caspian and Jessica stood side by side, quietly watching Lucy curled into a ball.

They were near, but Lucy did not notice them at all.

Lucy cried so hard that it was heartbreaking.

Jessica thought it was pitiful, and she was about to step forward.

However, before she could even take a step, Caspian stopped her.

When Jessica turned to look at Caspian, she immediately found him shaking his head lightly at her.

“But…” Jessica opened her mouth, wanting to say something.

“When you wrote to me before, you told me that Lucy was extremely lazy in her cultivation, and you were reluctant to make her work hard.

that I’d take the opportunity of this nation’s official religion election to

you go now, my effort will be all

I feel so

Lucy, and tears glimmered in her

not only a maid in Jessica’s mind but

helplessly, how could she, the elder sister, not feel

shook his head,

a deep relationship, so you can’t bear

must think of it this

want to be soft-hearted today and give up letting her practice hard, or hope that in a hundred years, you and her will separate due to

separate due to death,

be increased by 60 years when we go from a warrior to a Pulse Control

is nothing for

least ten or twenty years, and there are countless situations where things can

and your cultivation speed is by no means comparable to

not even need 100 years to ascend to

footsteps, do you think

stop her openly or secretly, even if you have the heart

one wants

Moreover…”

then continued,

acts childishly and does not work hard, she’ll

is just a

advancing by leaps and bounds, and Lucy remained because

is like walking

farther, whereas she simply can’t catch up to you until she’s left behind and can’t be

I’m afraid you

again, Lucy’s probably

words hit Jessica’s

was faintly pale as if she thought of the worst possibility, and her body could not

family member, and I’m scared that one day she’ll get old

up with you, then this situation is unavoidable when your realm gets