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

Jessica and continued, “If you go now, my effort will be

so distressed

and tears glimmered

started when they were young, and Lucy was not only a maid in Jessica’s mind but

sister cried helplessly, how could she, the elder sister,

shook his head,

and Lucy have a deep relationship, so

think of

to be soft-hearted today and give up letting her practice hard, or hope that in

words, separate

increased by 60 years when we go

years is nothing for

least ten or twenty years,

Physique, and your cultivation speed is by no

need 100 years

in your footsteps, do you think

that there’s one day when someone will stop her openly or secretly, even if you have the heart to

wants her follower to be just a Pulse Control

Moreover…”

then continued, “You have a long

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

a

your realm is advancing by leaps and bounds, and Lucy remained because of

two is like

whereas she simply can’t catch up to you until she’s left

I’m afraid you

Lucy’s probably no longer in this

hit

pale as if she thought of

Lucy’s like a family member, and I’m scared that one day she’ll get old and leave

catch up with you, then this situation is unavoidable when your realm gets higher in the future,” Caspian sighed, “People’s hearts