The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

“You…” Liliana looked at Charles in confusion.

However, Charles did not even spare her a glance, and he turned to look at Xander.

“The Casper you’re saying is the Casper in Darnley Valley? Wasn‘t there another disciple named Maya? Is she here?”

Everyone was stunned, and no one knew why he would mention that old affair, let alone how he was aware of it.

“I’m Maya!” Maya walked forward, and her eyes had a layer of frost.

“So, it’s you!” Charles sized Maya up and down with admiration,

”What’s on your mind?” Maya frowned.

“I want to thank you! Hahahaha!” After saying that, Charles suddenly laughed aloud as if he thought of something.

In an instant, the quiet scene was filled with his unbridled laughter, and the chilling atmosphere before was swiftly destroyed.

Yet, what followed was an unpredictable evil and coldness.

After all, moody opponents were always more invincible than ruthless opponents.

Even after finally stopping himself from laughing further, Charles still held his stomach, desperately holding back tears in his eyes and gasping for breath, saying, “But I want to thank Casper more.

Hahaha! You must be clueless, but he let that woman suffer so much loss back then! Yet, that lady was too proud to admit that she couldn’t do anything well! If you saw her expression that day… Hahahaha! It‘s as if she fell into the dirt! It was hilarious! Hahahaha!”

Just when Charles laughed and confused everyone, he suddenly took a deep breath and sneered at Maya.

“Little lady, do you still believe that the waves of monsters were an accidental phenomenon?”

That sentence was so straightforward that everyone would be fools if they could not understand it.

“You did it!” Maya suddenly felt an unprecedented hostility, rising from her lower abdomen and almost bursting out of her chest.

Wesley‘s eyes filled with justice, the figures of the sect cultivators and individual cultivators who stepped forward without fear.

The heroic words of “It’s fine if we don’t return”, stuck with the shadow of his figure.

eyes were hot, and

teeth, glaring at Charles as the old and new hatred rushed to her

else could see, Caspian’s breathing was much

encounters at Darnley Valley and Mirefield Gate could be said to be the key for Caspian to transform himself

individual cultivators used their actions to set a

heroes, but they never needed to sacrifice themselves! The waves of monsters back then were man-made

fist gradually clenched, his

the hateful eyes of the Heavenly

After all, only one elder died in the

If it was me…”

in front of him, flashing a

course, I’m going to kill

raised his swords,

too long before, and now he could not

was beaten

opponent is me!” Ozul snorted and

a peacock spreading its tail feathers, dozens

rushed to

long hooks in her hands rotated violently like a drill bit, stirring the surrounding

they ran forward and simply found an opponent, blasting out countless

number of evil cultivators was more than the disciples

the three major sects just experienced a protracted battle, and their physical strength and spiritual Qi were mostly

exhausted enemies, especially since the disciples

the disciples of the three major sects and these evil cultivators

clearly what Charles expected! Everything

sect disciples in advance, and he appeared to be aware that they would have

actions also suggested that he calculated the best time to appear to

shrewd heart under Charles’ arrogant and muscular

Bang!

whose arm was already broken before and fighting power was

the ground, a

sickle grinned and waved the weapon

Swoosh!

in half from his