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.

this way, if he saw himself again in 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 a

idiot,

now was that

not be easy to kill them

this is only a short period of

***

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

sleeping soundly, he smiled coldly and ate the fruits

fruit cores and skin under his feet had

the fruit

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

a blind eye to

by one, the old man’s withered

wrinkles on his face gradually

body, which was

never shifted away from Caspian and the

which had three spinning Whirlpools were full of coldness

***

for the time being, but I don’t know when the danger will fall,’ Caspian thought for

at the guy opposite

look at me like that.” The other party shook

“I won’t help you.”

how to solve it,” Caspian

and just held his

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

party didn’t say it now, he wouldn’t say

party to do it Because at this time,

more like an outsider who could only see

even cause ripples in the pond, he could not

closed his eyes and thought for a

calmed down and

the situation, he could only rely on

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

23rd when I was five years old. And I was thrown into hellhole prison at the age of fifteen… There were still ten years before that conspiracy officially

this, a sneer

plan has begun