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

become an idiot, his body was still

prayed for now was

case, it would not be easy to kill them as

this is only a short period of time…”

***

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

soundly, he smiled coldly

under his feet had piled

strong fragrance emanated from the fruit cores

Treasure that had existed for more than 20,000 years, even if it was the fruit core or the skin, was a treasure that could

turned a blind eye to them, only eating

by one, the old

wrinkles on his

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

eyes never shifted away from Caspian and the

had three spinning Whirlpools were full of

***

when the danger will fall,’ Caspian thought for a while and

looked at the guy opposite him with questioning

me like that.” The other

“I won’t help you.”

what you said, you know how to solve

and just held his

such a long time, Caspian had a certain understanding of the temper of the person behind

the other party didn’t say it now, he wouldn’t say it no matter

party to do it Because at

was more like an outsider who could only see

cause ripples in the pond,

his eyes and thought for

calmed down and

situation, he

next life, then why did he see the scene

And I was thrown into hellhole prison at the

of this, a sneer

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