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.

identities and three pieces

idiot, his body

he prayed for now was that the old man was really a

be easy to kill

short period of time…” Caspian

***

sitting on the coffin, and the twisted human figure on the coffin was under his

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

under his feet had

the fruit cores and

if it was the fruit core or the skin, was a treasure

this elder turned a blind eye to

fruits one by one,

wrinkles on his

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

eyes never shifted away from Caspian

which had three spinning Whirlpools were full of coldness

***

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

the guy opposite him

like that.” The other party

“I won’t help you.”

said, you know how to solve

talking and just held his arms,

of the

now, he wouldn’t say it no

could not force the other party to do it Because

outsider who

not even cause ripples in the pond, he could

closed his eyes and

down

he wanted to solve the situation, he could only

see my previous life and next life, then why did he

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

has begun at this