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.

official religion election to persuade her to

looked at Jessica and continued, “If you go now, my effort

feel so

and tears glimmered in her

they were young, and Lucy was not only a maid in Jessica’s mind but more like her own younger

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

still shook

a deep relationship,

think of it

soft-hearted today and give up letting her practice hard, or hope that in a hundred years,

separate due to death,

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

is

will be for at least ten or twenty years,

born with the Pure Jade Physique, and your cultivation

might not even need 100 years

Lucy can’t follow in your footsteps, do

openly or secretly,

one wants her follower to be just a Pulse Control

Moreover…”

then continued, “You have a

and does not work hard, she’ll be a frail old woman with a wrinkled

is just a difference

advancing by leaps and bounds, and Lucy remained because

two is like walking through

catch up

time, I’m afraid you

Lucy’s probably no longer

hit Jessica’s worst

as if she thought of the worst possibility, and her body could not help

what I’m afraid of… Lucy’s like a family member, and I’m scared that one day she’ll get old and leave me, but

this situation is unavoidable when your