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 with

the days

had a hunch that this night

Camille came out of the wooden

face, even if Terrence looked at her, he could not see that the girl’s

like a bottomless pit, was filled with the Devil’s Blood

Camille’s body had been squeezed

came out, Camille had already taken

next bandit village. Moreover, for her, Caspian’s injury, after being recuperated by vigor of many bandits in the Second Dragon post, was obviously better than when he was in the Third King Village, and there

Looking at

as

night sky, Terrence

couldn’t help thinking about the relationship between

beginning, Camille said that

seemed that it was

Iron in the Three King Village, Terrence had heard from Camille that he was

brother and sister, they did not look like to be

he thought about it, the more confused he

***

in Dragon Spine Mountain, was located far away from the

tonight, Terrence once again witnessed the power of

and

would take nearly ten

see the bandit village in

two cultivators, and it was the first bandit village to

bandit village was much larger than

the most important thing was that the

Mountain, it was hard to say whether they could break through the outermost defense arrays, even if the other bandits joined forces to

tonight, it was Camille who came

she was still in mid-air, Camille slashed out. Under the bright moon, one could see a film

Camille, who was holding a blade, jumped down

butterflies, but the pressure she brought was like a mountain

was hung on the jade plate, so was able to see the whole process of Camille slaughtering the entire Windy Whirl Citadel from a

of the two Pulse Control Realm cultivators of the