The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Cidas’ breathing became heavier and heavier, and his nostrils were opening and closing at a visible rate.

His pupils were bloodshot.

The three Pulse Control Realm cultivators standing behind him were also extremely nervous at this time.

The sweat on their bodies almost soaked their whole bodies, even the deck under their feet was covered with sweat.

Cidas’ attitude would decide their lives.

As for resistance, they didn’t even think about it.

They were Pulse Control Realm cultivators, and on this warship, there were several Holy Land Realm cultivators, even a Heavenly Spirit Realm cultivator.

The three of them had no doubt that if they resisted at this time, it meant that they could help the other party save time to choose.

As for abandoning the ship and running away, it was even more ridiculous.

Where could they escape to?

Waiting for the other party’s decision meant that there was still a third chance of survival.

Although this possibility was not up to him.

If he resisted or fled, it would be equivalent to cutting off his own life and giving up the hope of survival to others.

In this case, the person who survived in the end would not thank him, but would also scold him for being too stupid.

Therefore, no one would do such a stupid thing.

Although they were terrified, the three cultivators were still waiting for the judgment of fate.

Silent looked at Cidas impatiently.

In fact, he felt that he had given Cidas enough time to think about it.

Just as Silent was about to speak, Cidas’ tight shoulders suddenly relaxed.

He raised his head and looked at Silent indifferently.

“If we can’t reach the palace this time, it’s your men’s turn next…”

“You don’t need to teach me this,” Silent glanced in the direction of Caspian and then said to Cidas, “Do you want me to help you or do it yourself?”

Cidas did not speak.

He turned around and looked at the three Pulse Control Realm cultivators who followed him.

The three cultivators were shaking violently.

to obtain the qualifications to embark

when they heard that the Grape Myrtle Sect was gathering, they thought that they

such

We didn’t

and his palm, like a knife,

and blood

threw his arm out of

sound coming from the

a while, the stagnant warship started to

back and forth at the remaining two

felt their scalps

himself to say, “Senior Brother Mont, the warship has begun to move,

could finish his words, the cultivator

a sword tip coming

panting

understood

saw the cold eyes of his companion behind

companion was also panting, but his expression

be safe if you die…” The cultivator

laugh, but when he opened his

struggled to utter these words, but he

a black

black iron-like claws grabbed the cultivator’s body, then flew back into the air and

opportunity just now, everyone finally saw what was flying

a strange

which were more than

was black, like

were

first glance, they gave people a pain as if their skin had been torn

bird wore a golden

like an owl, with a curved mouth and straight

bird fell just now, it glanced at

a feeling that they were being treated as food by the big

deep look at the promoted Pulse Control Realm and did not

to survive would make people do anything, which would

not avoid

around and looked

“Senior Brother Doney, why didn’t you… Kill

Journey narrowed his eyes.

”Are you blaming me?”

his scalp go numb and his knees

of Heavenly Spirit Realm came with a

knelt down