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 body swayed slightly in

wind could blow him down and smash him

did not underestimate him

Qin looked weak.

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

that you are not

at Caspian and opened his mouth slightly, making an

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

“Oh?” Mr.

Qin frowned.

full of wrinkles, his

such a large mine to be guarded by an old cultivator who

and said, “It’s not

good at

still don’t know what

only

“Pigs?” Mr.

Qin’s eyes lit up.

that he quite

of pigs

mind, there was

was facing,

was as stiff as a steel plate, and he was only suitable for doing dirty

was timid but

with his ability, even if he was entrusted an important task and was

looked delicate, her

was not just a

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

only take advantage of the

goes against the situation and even has a little accident, he will panic and

Speaking of this, Mr.

guess correctly, you came here tonight because you saw something wrong

a little

you’re really good

Mr.

Qin was speechless.

actually the same as talking

hometown, but if it were someone else, he would not be

about the head Jones Henry? What’s your evaluation of

and said, “Anyway,

me his weakness so that

cultivator like you wants to deal with a Heavenly Spirit Realm

face revealed undisguised