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.

did not expect Caspian to ask such

next moment,

“Yes!”

something more precious than their lives in

such a thing definitely did not include dying here

kill him…” Caspian pointed at Happy Smith, who was lying on the

and Herd

They were not fools.

had already guessed Caspian‘s

Sect and the Crape Myrtle Sect

they had to pay in exchange for

Lydia and

me for being heartless.” Sunshine Lydia grabbed a silver needle, struggled to stand up, staggered, and walked

a mouthful of blood and walked toward Happy Smith with a

Wind-heading Stone and began to

hand, it was equivalent to grasping the evidence

would be easier to

not hide his action

Lydia and Herd Norman did

that this was a

had no right

Smith was in

injured, the life

join the Crape Myrtle Sect, which meant that

The situation was critical.

last bit of potential was also

thing he

for counterattack, it

Caspian would be watching

asked for it!” Herd Norman pierced Happy Smith’s

blood arrow shot

his

the blood gushing out of his throat and nostrils made him only make a whining

it!” Sunshine Lydia rebuked

needles in her hand pierced through Happy

they seemed to open a gap

blood spurted out

was covered with broken

was a rustling sound, forming a stream of

Norman glared at him, pulled out his long sword,

Swoosh!

and fearful expression suddenly froze

the sky, fell to the ground, rolled to the feet

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