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.

he saw himself again in his previous life or even himself in his next life, his three identities and three

if he didn’t become an idiot,

was that the old

case, it would not be easy to kill them as cultivators

short

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

were still sleeping soundly, he smiled coldly and

under his

from the fruit cores

years, even if it was the fruit core or the skin, was a treasure that

blind eye

swallowed the fruits one by one,

his

deep, and his body, which was like a

his eyes never shifted away from

Whirlpools

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when the danger will fall,’ Caspian thought for a while and said, “I

Caspian looked at the guy opposite him with

that.”

“I won’t help you.”

know how to solve it,” Caspian

talking and just held his arms, looking at

understanding of the temper of the

party didn’t say it now, he wouldn’t say it no matter

the other party to do it Because at this

an outsider who could only see and

could not even cause ripples in the pond, he

and thought for a

calmed down

the situation, he could

the old man’s ability is to see my previous life and next life, then why did he see the scene

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

sneer appeared on

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