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.

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 a madman

idiot, his body was still in

for now was that the old man was really a

easy to kill them

only a short period of

***

man, the former emperor, was sitting on the coffin,

were still sleeping soundly, he smiled coldly and

skin under his feet had piled up on

fragrance emanated from the fruit cores

it was the

turned a blind eye to them, only eating fruit

by one, the old man’s withered body

on his

and his body, which was like a dead tree, was slowly

eyes never shifted away from

eyes which had three spinning Whirlpools were full of

***

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

at the guy opposite him

that.” The other

“I won’t help you.”

how to solve it,” Caspian

stopped talking and just held his arms, looking

a certain understanding of the temper of the person behind the

say it now, he wouldn’t say it no matter how

to do it Because at this time, he was

outsider who could only see and could not

not even cause ripples in the

eyes and thought for a

he calmed down and thought

the situation, he

life and next life, then why did he see the scene in

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

this, a sneer appeared on Caspian’s

Edgar Montgomery’s plan has begun at this