The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 1155

The thing that Caspian took out was not only like a tube, but also like a piece of bamboo.

Flame Gordon felt a little familiar, but he was not sure whether it was what he had guessed.

Then he saw Caspian take out another stone.

Flame Gordon had seen this before.

It was a rock that was often seen in the mines.

The Blood Soul Profound Mine in the mine had long been completely excavated, so what Caspian took out at this time was not ore, but a very ordinary stone.

“Why did you bring back such a stone?” Flame Gordon asked in confusion.

Caspian looked at the stone and said, “Do you still remember what Lion Morgan said before?”

“Which sentence?” Flame Gordon frowned slightly.

“At that time, I praised him and said that he was very familiar with the environment inside the mine,” Caspian said.

Flame Gordon thought for a moment, then nodded and said, “I remember it clearly.

He answered you at that time because he said that he often patrolled in the mines, and he also said that he didn’t know much about the mine if we went deeper.”

At this point, a bright light flashed across Flame Gordon’s eyes.

“You praised him on purpose!”

“Yes,” Caspian nodded.

Caspian’s fingers gently caressed the stone.

“I think what he said is half true and half false.”

“Oh?” Flame Gordon was puzzled.

“Which sentence is true, which is false?”

“I think so,” As Caspian spoke, he pressed the black tube in his hand on the stone.

“It’s true that he patrol regularly, but if it’s fake that he didn’t understand the details deeper.”

As his voice fell, Caspian suddenly exerted force.

With a swish, the black tube in his hand was instantly inserted into the stone.

Flame Gordon knew that Caspian must have his reasons for doing so.

silent and waited quietly for the

a wisp of smoke floating out from the other end

thicker and

first glance, it seemed that the stone

pipe was guiding

expect was that the smoke was only

the room began

the falling speed

made people feel as if they

Caspian and Flame Gordon were cultivators, and they were also cultivators of Holy Land Realm,

steel needles, penetrating through their pores, entering

at Caspian

said lightly,

was

continued to

he heard someone sobbing beside

room, there was a clear

Anyone would be shocked.

Gordon was

him, there

sound gradually became chaotic, but at the same time, he could sense that the number of weeping people was

hundred, a thousand, or even ten

midst of the crying, there were also wails and

felt his back grow

knew what Caspian

voices did not come from real

he looked up at the smoke, Caspian was

thick smoke didn’t disperse, like a cloud, gathering in the room

was constantly wriggling, and human faces were condensed

full of despair

were piled up

enough to make one’s hair stand on

Gordon felt that

like a knife

the rising and falling of his chest

was like a drowning man who had no

the despair that was getting

then felt someone pat his

suddenly came to his

in front of

saw Caspian’s

was still on his

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