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.

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

didn’t become an idiot, his body was still in

thing he prayed for now was that

be easy to kill

a short period

***

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

others, who were still sleeping soundly, he smiled

and skin under his

from the fruit cores and

than 20,000 years, even if it was the fruit core or the

eye to them,

he swallowed the fruits one by one, the old man’s withered body

on his

breathing became deep, and his body, which was like a dead tree, was slowly recovering

away from

Whirlpools were full

***

my memory, it means that I‘m not in 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 out of here

this, Caspian looked at the

look at me like that.” The other party

“I won’t help you.”

know how to solve it,” Caspian immediately

stopped talking and just held his

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

didn’t say it now, he

could not force the other party to do

an outsider who could only

could not even cause ripples in the pond,

his eyes and thought for

calmed down

the situation,

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

This year was May 23rd when I was five years old. And I was thrown into hellhole

a sneer appeared on

Edgar Montgomery’s plan has begun