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.

himself again in his previous life or even himself in his next life, his three identities and three pieces of memory might directly cause his consciousness to

if he didn’t become an idiot, his body was still

now was that

not be easy to kill them as cultivators in

a short

***

was sitting on the

others, who were still sleeping soundly, he smiled coldly and

fruit cores and skin under his feet had piled up

fragrance emanated from the fruit cores and

if it was the fruit core or the

blind eye to them, only

by one, the old man’s withered body gradually became

wrinkles on his

and his body, which was like a dead

eyes never shifted away

spinning Whirlpools

***

my memory, it means that I‘m not in danger for the time being, but I don’t know when the danger will fall,’ Caspian thought for a while and said, “I have to find a way to get out of here

at the guy

me like that.” The other

“I won’t help you.”

you said, you know how to solve it,” Caspian immediately

man stopped talking and just held his arms, looking at Caspian

a certain understanding of the

it now, he wouldn’t say it

not force the other party to do it Because at this

an outsider who could

the pond, he could not

his eyes and thought

he calmed down and thought

he wanted to solve the situation, he could only rely on

life and next life, then why did he

year was May 23rd when I was five years old. And I was thrown into hellhole prison at the age of fifteen… There were still ten years before

of this, a sneer

plan has begun