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.

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

if he didn’t become an idiot, his

was that the old man was

be easy to kill them as cultivators in a

is only a short

***

man, the former emperor, was sitting on the coffin, and the

who were still sleeping soundly, he smiled

and skin under his feet

fragrance emanated from the fruit cores and the

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

blind eye to them,

fruits one by one, the old

his

which was like

shifted away from Caspian

eyes which had three spinning Whirlpools were full

***

I don’t know when the danger will fall,’ Caspian thought for a while and said, “I have

at the guy opposite him with questioning

at me like that.” The other party shook his

“I won’t help you.”

you said, you know how

talking and just held his arms, looking

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

didn’t say it now, he wouldn’t say it no

this case, he could not force the other party to do it Because at this time, he was in his

who could only see and could

could not even cause ripples in the pond, he could not affect anything else

and thought for a

down and

situation, he could only rely

life, then why did he see the

May 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

a sneer appeared

has begun