The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Without Camille’s order, Terrence began to carry the bodies on the ground.

After doing this once, he got familiar with it.

The bodies on the ground quickly began to form a well-shaped triangle.

However, the number of bandits on the Second Dragon post was nearly half more than that in the Third King Village.

In addition, he was injured, so his speed was a little slower.

While sorting out the bodies, Terrence saw the only body of Pulse Control Realm cultivator in the Second Dragon Post.

In fact, he had seen Pulse Control Realm cultivators in both Windy Whirl Citadel and the Second Dragon Post.

However, as a nobody in the eyes of cultivators, he was naturally not qualified to talk with these bandits at cultivator level.

He could only look at them from a distance and secretly envied them.

The biggest feeling in Terrence’s heart was that Pulse Control Realm was so strong that they could do whatever they wanted in the Dragon Spine Mountain. But today, a Pulse Control Realm cultivator of the Second Dragon Post lay in front of Terrence, getting colder and harder bit by bit.

The expression on the corpse’s face was still frozen before his death.

Different from the confusion on other bandits’ faces before they died, the bandit leader of Pulse Control Realm looked shocked and scared.

The fear even made his facial features twist, and the horror in his eyes could be seen clearly even if he was dead.

Obviously, before he died, he realized that Camille was also a cultivator.

And, both her realm and strength completely crushed him.

Otherwise, how could he be so desperate?

After tidying up the bodies, Terrence found an open space with ease and sat down to rest.

As for Camille, she took out the stone mill and ground the corpse to extract vigor.

After vigor was done, she took Caspian to the room next to her, closed the door, and treated him.

Seeing everything quieted down, Terrence looked at the bright moon in the sky and suddenly felt that the moonlight tonight seemed to be covered with a layer of hazy blood red.

he couldn’t help sighing

it was destined to be the end of the days for the several bandit villages

smaller villages and bandits, Terrence also had a hunch

Camille came out of the

at her, he could not see that the girl’s cheeks were

a bottomless pit, was filled with

had been

before she came out,

recuperated by vigor of many bandits

Looking at Terrence, Camille

was still as fast

night sky, Terrence had nothing

help thinking about the relationship between Camille and the unconscious

Camille said that the

seemed that it was very

Village, Terrence had heard from Camille that

sister, they did not look like to be in this

about it,

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most powerful bandit village in Dragon Spine Mountain, was

tonight, Terrence once again witnessed

forests, and

it would take nearly ten days to finish

hours to see the bandit

it was the first bandit village to

larger than that of the Second Dragon Village,

most important thing was that the citadel was

whether they could break through the outermost defense arrays, even if the other bandits joined forces

it was Camille who

the bright moon, one could see a film of

confused, Camille, who was holding a blade, jumped down from

was like a mountain surrounded

the whole process of Camille slaughtering

one of the two Pulse Control Realm cultivators of