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.

I’d take the opportunity of this nation’s official religion election to persuade her to practice

you go

feel so distressed seeing her this

Lucy, and tears

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

could she, the elder

still shook his head,

have a deep relationship, so you can’t bear mistreating

must think

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, her body

when we

60 years is

be for at least ten or twenty

Pure Jade Physique, and your cultivation speed is by no means comparable to

might not even need 100 years to ascend to the Heavenly Spirit

can’t follow in your footsteps, do

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

Heavenly Spirit Realm… No one wants her follower to be

Moreover…”

moment, then continued, “You

does not work hard, she’ll

a difference

advancing by leaps and bounds, and Lucy remained because of

you two is like walking

farther, whereas she simply can’t catch up

I’m afraid you

of her again, Lucy’s probably no

words hit Jessica’s

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

of… Lucy’s like a family member, and I’m

then this situation is unavoidable when your realm gets higher in the