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.

were hot, and her tears rolled out

her teeth, glaring at Charles as the old and

no one else could see,

at Darnley Valley and Mirefield Gate could be said to be the

few individual cultivators used their actions to set a role model of cultivator spirit

sacrifice themselves! The waves of monsters

fist gradually clenched, his

the hateful eyes of the Heavenly Stars Sect

all, only one elder

If it was me…”

in front of him, flashing a proud

course, I’m going to kill you

roared and raised his swords, rushing

endured for too long before, and now he could not

revenge was to be avenged, and recently, Jaime was beaten to death by the opponent, and

me!” Ozul snorted and strode

spreading its tail feathers, dozens

also rushed to

stirring the surrounding

shouted continuously, and they ran forward and simply found

more than the disciples

protracted battle,

for the exhausted enemies, especially since the disciples of

the three major sects and these evil cultivators

was clearly what Charles expected!

the progressions of the three major sect disciples in advance, and he appeared to be aware that

best time to appear to double-strike

a very shrewd heart under Charles’ arrogant

Bang!

whose arm was already

to the ground, a

a huge black sickle grinned and

Swoosh!

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