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.

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

become an idiot, his body

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

not be easy to kill them

short

***

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

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

skin under his feet

fragrance emanated from the fruit cores and

existed for more than 20,000 years, even if it was the fruit core

elder turned a blind eye to them, only

the fruits one by one, the old man’s withered body gradually

his face

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

away

three spinning Whirlpools were full of coldness

***

am still in 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

the guy

at me like that.” The other

“I won’t help you.”

what you said, you know how to solve

just held his

a certain understanding of

now, he wouldn’t say it

party to do it Because at this time, he was

was more like an outsider who could

in the pond, he could not

eyes and thought

down and thought

situation, he could only rely

next life, then why did he see the

I was thrown into hellhole prison at the age of fifteen… There were

a sneer appeared on

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