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.

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

even if he didn’t become an idiot, his

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

easy to kill them as cultivators

short period

***

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

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

his feet had piled

fragrance emanated from the fruit

years, even if it was the fruit core or the skin, was a treasure that could drive any cultivator

a blind eye to them, only eating

one, the old man’s withered

wrinkles on his

his body, which was like a

eyes never shifted away from Caspian

spinning Whirlpools were full of coldness and

***

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

the guy opposite him with questioning

look at me like that.” The other

“I won’t help you.”

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

held his

had a certain understanding of the

he wouldn’t say it no matter how much Caspian

other party to

like an outsider who could only

in the pond, he could

eyes and thought

calmed down

situation, he

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

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

a sneer appeared on

has begun at this