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.

three identities and three pieces of memory might directly cause his consciousness to collapse and he would become a madman

he didn’t become an idiot,

prayed for now was that the old man

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

short period of

***

sitting on the coffin, and

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

and skin under his feet

from the fruit cores and

more than 20,000 years, even if it was

blind eye

he swallowed the fruits one by one,

on his face gradually

which was

eyes never shifted away from

had three spinning Whirlpools were full of coldness and

***

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

at the guy opposite him

look at me like that.” The other party

“I won’t help you.”

how to solve

man stopped talking and just held

a long time, Caspian had a certain understanding of the temper

say it now, he wouldn’t say

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

who

not even cause ripples in the pond, he could not

his eyes and

calmed down

wanted to solve the situation, he could only rely

then why did he see the scene in South Earlington for present life?

was thrown into hellhole prison at

of this, a sneer appeared on

has