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

at Charles as the old

a corner that no one else could see, Caspian’s

Valley and Mirefield Gate could be said to be

cultivators used their actions to set a role model of cultivator

heroes, but they never needed to sacrifice themselves! The

clenched, his

of the Heavenly

do something so badly? After all,

If it was me…”

in front of him, flashing a proud

I’m going to

and raised his

too long before, and now he

be avenged, and recently, Jaime was beaten

is me!” Ozul snorted and strode

spreading its tail feathers, dozens of sword lights instantly slashed

also rushed to

stirring the surrounding air and forming a vortex visible to the naked

the evil cultivators also shouted continuously, and they ran forward and simply found

number of evil cultivators was more than

a protracted battle, and their physical strength

exhausted enemies, especially since the disciples

both the disciples of the three major sects and these evil cultivators already

situation was clearly what Charles expected!

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

he calculated the best time to appear to double-strike the opponents both

was a very shrewd heart under

Bang!

sound and Gregory, whose arm was already broken before and fighting power was

ground, a black shadow

black sickle grinned and waved the weapon

Swoosh!

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