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 a

end of the days for the several

Terrence also had a hunch that this night would be the

came out

face, even if Terrence looked at her, he could not see

was filled with the

Camille’s body had been squeezed to the

before she came out, Camille

to adjust her breathing while heading for the 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

Windy Whirl Citadel…” Looking at Terrence,

as fast as

the night sky, Terrence had nothing to do

about the relationship between Camille and

said that the man was

that it was

Three King Village,

did not look like

thought about it, the more

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and most powerful bandit village in Dragon Spine Mountain,

witnessed the power

mountains, forests, and valleys were left

it would take nearly ten days to finish

hours to see the bandit village

two cultivators, and it was the first bandit village to have a cultivator to

the whole bandit village was much larger than that of the Second Dragon Village, which

was that the citadel was covered by

say whether they could break through the outermost defense

was Camille who

Camille slashed out. Under the bright moon, one could see a film of light shaking rapidly above Windy Whirl Citadel, then

bandits of Windy Whirl Citadel were still confused, Camille, who

as light as butterflies, but the pressure she brought was like a

the jade plate, so was able to see the whole process of Camille slaughtering the entire

one of the