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.

in his next life, his three identities and three pieces of memory might directly cause his consciousness to collapse and he would become a madman or an

didn’t become an idiot, his body was still in the

for now was that the old man was

not be easy to kill them as cultivators in a

short period

***

the former emperor, was sitting on the

with Caspian and the others, who were still sleeping soundly, he

his feet had piled up

emanated from the fruit cores and the

20,000 years, even if it was the fruit core or the skin, was a treasure that could drive

a blind eye to them, only

swallowed the fruits one by one, the old

on his face

his body, which was like a dead tree, was

away from Caspian and

three spinning Whirlpools

***

it means that I‘m not in danger for the time being, but I don’t know when the

looked at the guy opposite

look at me like that.” The

“I won’t help you.”

what you said, you know how to solve it,”

and just held

a certain understanding of the temper of the person behind the Gates of

now, he wouldn’t say it no matter how much Caspian

he could not force the other party to do it Because at this time, he was in his

outsider who could

ripples in the pond, he could not affect

closed his eyes and thought for

down and

he wanted to solve the situation, he could only

life, then why did he see the scene in

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

a sneer appeared

Montgomery’s plan has