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.

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

an idiot,

was that the old man was

this case, it would not be easy to kill them

only a short period of time…”

***

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

others, who were still sleeping soundly, he smiled coldly and ate

fruit cores and skin under his feet had piled

from the fruit cores

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

this elder turned a blind eye to them,

swallowed the fruits one by one, the old

his

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

his eyes never shifted away from Caspian

Whirlpools

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

at the

at me like that.”

“I won’t help you.”

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

just held his

long time, Caspian had a certain understanding of the temper

say it now, he wouldn’t say it no

force the other party to do

more like an outsider who

the

closed his eyes and thought for

calmed down and thought

wanted to solve the situation, he could only rely

ability is to see my previous life and next life, then why did he see the scene in South Earlington for present life?

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

a sneer appeared on Caspian’s

Edgar Montgomery’s plan has begun at