The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Caspian’s gaze shifted slightly.

Moments later, his expression returned to its usual calm.

He turned to look at the person beside him who was like him.

“What on earth is that old guy doing?”

Naturally, the identity of the person Caspian was talking to was just too obvious.

He was the one behind the Gates of Hell.

“A rare ability…” The other party said, “It might be an ancient inheritance.”

“The Three Life Mountain, the previous life, this present life, and the future.

It turns out to be the Three lives…”

After thinking for a while, Caspian looked at the person next to him again and asked with a smile, “Why don’t you talk anymore?”

After that, Caspian imitated the other party’s tone.

“Perhaps… Some sort of ancient… Inheritance…”

“Aren’t you always like this when you talk? Why was it gone now? Could it be that the zombies that you swallowed earlier fed you full?” Caspian’s tone was teasing.

The other party rolled his eyes and ignored Caspian.

Originally, he just wanted to tease the one behind the Gates of Hell, but now that the other party didn’t answer, Caspian naturally wouldn’t be too entangled in this matter.

He soon returned to reality.

“Am I now trapped in the memories of the past? Can I still see the past and the future? What about the others?”

“I don’t know,” The answer from the guy behind Gates of Hell was very straightforward.

”But the longer you stay here, the more dangerous you will be…”

Caspian also understood the danger mentioned by the other party.

Just like him just now, if he had not been awakened by the other party, he might not have realized that he was actually in the depths of his memory.

even himself in his next life, his three identities and

become an idiot, his body was still in

prayed for now was that the

would not be easy to

only a short period of

***

former emperor, was sitting on the coffin, and the twisted

soundly, he smiled coldly

his feet had piled

from the fruit cores and

had existed for more than 20,000 years, even if it was the fruit core or the skin, was a treasure

a blind eye to them, only eating

one, the old man’s withered body

his

body, which was like a dead tree, was slowly recovering

never shifted away

eyes which had three spinning Whirlpools were full of

***

the danger will fall,’ Caspian thought for a while and said, “I have to find a way

at the guy opposite

look at me like that.” The

“I won’t help you.”

you said, you know how to solve it,”

stopped talking and just held his arms,

had a certain understanding of the temper of

other party didn’t say it now, he wouldn’t

to do it Because

outsider who could only see and

could not even cause ripples in the pond, he could

closed his eyes and thought

calmed down and thought

the situation,

and next life, then why did he see the scene

I was five years old. And I was thrown into hellhole prison at the age of fifteen… There were still ten years before that conspiracy

of this, a sneer appeared on

Montgomery’s plan has begun