The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 1132

“I…” Happy Smith never thought that he would end up like this.

As soon as he opened his mouth, a stream of blood gushed out.

Blood blocked his throat, making it impossible for him to say the second half of the sentence.

His body looked like a puppet doll that had been crushed by hundreds of carriages.

It looked like it was broken into pieces.

As long as it shook slightly, it would completely fall apart.

He looked up at the sky, watching as the film-like light gradually disappeared.

At this moment, his remaining consciousness could not figure out what it was.

The Water Shade!

After absorbing the Water Spirit, the Water Shade’s strength increased.

Not only could it help Caspian defend, but it could also trap the enemy.

Although the Water Shade was not unbreakable, Happy Smith was definitely not a group of people who could break it.

Caspian turned to look at Sunshine Lydia and Herd Norman, who were not far away.

Their anger toward Happy Smith was far beyond their fear of Caspian.

“Happy Smith!”

“How dare you!”

At the thought that this man wanted to use them as a shield, Sunshine Lydia’s and Herd Norman’s teeth were almost bitten into pieces.

Looking at the two people gnashing their teeth at this moment, Caspian showed a thoughtful look.

He knew nothing about Crape Myrtle Sect.

But now, there seemed to be an opportunity.

And this opportunity was created by Happy Smith, who was absolutely loyal to the Crape Myrtle Sect.

After some thought, Caspian made his decision.

“Do you want to live?” Caspian looked at Sunshine Lydia and Herd Norman.

The two were stunned.

expect Caspian to ask such a

moment,

“Yes!”

was something more precious

definitely did not include dying here

who was lying on the ground and struggling to

and Herd Norman

They were not fools.

time, they had already guessed

Sect and the Crape Myrtle Sect was tantamount

was the price they had to pay in

Sunshine Lydia and Herd

a silver needle, struggled to stand up, staggered,

Norman spat out a mouthful of blood and walked toward Happy

Wind-heading

in hand, it was equivalent to grasping the evidence

easier to

did not hide his action

Lydia and Herd Norman did not stop

knew that

that they had no

dare…” Happy Smith was in

injured, the life

Smith was selected to join the Crape Myrtle Sect, which meant that he was absolutely the best among his

The situation was critical.

of potential was

was stimulated, the only thing he could do was to get

for counterattack, it was

would be

Herd Norman pierced Happy Smith’s chest with

hot blood arrow shot out

his mouth,

of his throat and nostrils made him

Smith, you deserve it!”

silver needles in her hand pierced through

seemed to open a gap on

spurted out

ground was covered with

rustling sound, forming a stream

Herd Norman glared at him, pulled out his long sword, and

Swoosh!

and fearful expression suddenly froze

up to the sky, fell to the ground, rolled

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