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

he saw a wisp of smoke floating out from the other end of the

became thicker and thicker, moreover not

seemed that the stone was filled with

pipe was guiding the smoke

not expect was that the smoke was only the

temperature in the room began to

the falling speed

feeling made people feel

they were also cultivators of Holy Land

felt a chill, like steel needles, penetrating through their pores, entering their bodies, and stabbing into their

looked at Caspian and

and said lightly,

that there was

Gordon continued

someone

there was a clear sound of someone

Anyone would be shocked.

was no

there

but at the same time, he could sense that the number of weeping

a

of the crying, there were also wails and

felt his

already vaguely knew what Caspian

real people,

at the smoke, Caspian

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

was constantly wriggling, and human faces were condensed

full of despair and

faces were

enough to make one’s hair stand on

Gordon felt that

heart suddenly hurt like a

blur, and the rising and falling

was like a drowning man who had no hope of rising to

he slowly sank, and the despair that was getting farther and farther

felt someone

suddenly

of

Caspian’s serious face in

still on

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