The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Caspian did not know what had just happened.

His memory stopped at the moment when he looked at the mirror.

After that, he was absent-minded.

He understood that losing his mind was the biggest problem.

There had to be something strange about the bronze mirror.

But now that the mirror was broken, there should be nothing to worry about.

In fact, after thinking for a while, Caspian guessed the general situation.

The bronze mirror must have controlled his spiritual sense just now.

No matter what it wanted to do, the guy in his body could not bear it at all.

“This is the man I like.

Who do you think you are? Do you want to steal him?”

However, the bronze mirror was in tragedy.

The real situation was similar to what Caspian had predicted. But he was not clear about the details, such as what was strange about the bronze mirror. The bronze mirror could not speak, so Caspian naturally could not ask.

But he didn’t think it was necessary to ask the person behind the Gates of Hell.

Anyway, the relationship between him and that guy behind Gates of Hell was like fire and water.

Now, before they broke up, they just maintained their dignity on the surface.

Sometimes, Caspian needed to borrow the power of the person behind the Gates of Hell.

As for the one behind the Gates of Hell, he had to ensure that Caspian became stronger and safer.

Otherwise, if Caspian’s body was damaged, all his previous efforts would be in vain.

On the one hand, both of them needed each other, and on the other hand, they had to be on guard against each other’s power exceeding their limits.

This kind of attitude caused the current delicate balance. He knew that even if he went to ask, the person behind the Gates of Hell might not necessarily say it.

Caspian might be laughed at by the guy behind Gates of Hell if he asked.

After all, Caspian was indeed careless just now.

Henry was killed, there would be

almost fell into the bronze mirror’s

it, don‘t worry about it,” Caspian checked his surroundings again to make sure that there were no

jumped

to meet

involved in the deal between the Setting Sun Gate and

a Thousand Cursed Mask, which

immortals fought, his strength could not

other places, he had something equally important

two hours later,

in the road far away, there were three

smell of blood could be smelled from afar. On one of the broken spirit boats, Flame Gordon was sitting there, looking up at

the ground

not be seen at this

Gordon from afar,

what Caspian wanted to

was responsible for blocking the disciples of the Setting Sun

the boundaries of the Setting

Spirit Realm cultivators and shape-shifting demons was a group

of the Setting Sun

that these disciples were arranged by Jones Henry in

Bone-refining Essence Silkworms that had caused all this trouble hadn’t been found yet. After the battle, they did not

coming, Flame Gordon jumped down from spirit

be seen that he

plan

of Heavenly Spirit Realm and shape-shifting demons, the danger level

meant that the plan

situation over there, Flame Gordon was still dizzy and felt

five shape-shifting demons and five Masters of Setting Sun Gate

“Yes…” Caspian nodded.

just as

Gordon took a

bit of my personal

tell

detail, and Flame Gordon was smart enough to stop

plan showed that the strength

him, he would get into trouble if he kept asking

he told you, that was friendship, if

Gordon knew