The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

The night wind suddenly became a little cold.

The wind blew on the gravel-covered ground, making a small sound.

For some reason, Caspian felt that there was a faint smell of blood on the way to the mine.

In his mind, the cultivator, who was wrapped in bandages, the families that had disappeared and the higher-ups that had been forgotten by their family members were constantly appearing.

Masters of Heaven’s Edge Sect had said during the lecture that the path of cultivation was a path of plundering.

But in the understanding of Caspian, it was like a forest full of trees.

Every cultivator was one of the trees.

Some trees could grow very tall because they plundered the nutrients of the other trees around them.

The trees that had been deprived of nutrients looked short, just like the cultivators at the bottom.

If his guess was right, what the Setting Sun Gate did this time was not only to plunder the nutrients of other trees. They would even destroy the soil, rain, and sunshine that provided them with nutrients.

This was too much… And vaguely, Caspian felt that the purpose of the Setting Sun Gate might be more than that.

They might have other ideas.

As for the answer, Caspian was looking for it now.

The mine was huge, but there was only one entrance.

Because the staff had long been dismissed, the mine at night became quieter and strange The pitch-black mine entrance was like a giant mouth opened by a giant beast.

The falling moonlight couldn’t shine in.

At first glance, it was as if the huge mouth had swallowed the moonlight.

The entrance to the mine was not far ahead.

But at this time, Caspian saw a figure standing there facing him.

Under the moonlight, the old man’s face looked extremely cold without any unnecessary expression.

Caspian stopped and let out a sigh of relief.

“Mr.

Qin, the gatekeeper…”

Mr.

and his thin

could blow him down and smash him

not underestimate him

Qin looked weak.

party could detect his appearance at this time proved that the other party was not only a

not surprised by

looked at Caspian and opened his mouth

few steps forward and said with a smile, “I’ve thought about it

“Oh?” Mr.

Qin frowned.

full of wrinkles, his

old cultivator who has exhausted all his blood without being

and

good at

I still don’t

is a flaw, you can only say that

“Pigs?” Mr.

Qin’s eyes lit up.

he quite

group of pigs and a group

mind, there was only

facing, he

steel plate, and he was only suitable for doing dirty

was

that he could do great things, but with his ability, even if he was entrusted an important task

her mind

not just a

the surface, Lion Morgan looked flawless, but in fact, he was just an embroidered pillow full of straw

take advantage

even has a little accident, he

Speaking of this, Mr.

and said coldly, “If I guess correctly, you came here tonight

was a

really good at judging

Mr.

Qin was speechless.

actually the same as talking

hometown, but if it were someone else, he would not be allowed to speak ill of

Henry? What’s

said, “Anyway, your conspiracy

me his weakness so that I can deal with

cultivator like you wants to deal with

face revealed