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.

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

didn’t become an idiot, his body was still

thing he prayed for now was that

would not be easy to

this is only a short period of

***

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

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

fruit cores and skin under his feet had piled up on

from the fruit cores

if it was the fruit core or the skin, was

elder turned a blind eye to them, only

one, the old man’s withered body

wrinkles on his face

breathing became deep, and his body, which was like a

shifted away from

had three spinning Whirlpools

***

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

looked at the guy

look at me like that.” The other

“I won’t help you.”

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

stopped talking and just held

Caspian had a certain understanding of the temper of the person behind the

say it now, he

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

an outsider who could only see

in the pond, he could not affect anything

eyes and thought

down

situation, he

why did he see the scene in South Earlington for

May 23rd when I was five years old. And I was thrown into hellhole prison at the

of this, a sneer

plan has begun at this