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.

while, he couldn’t help sighing with

of the days for the several bandit villages in

had a hunch that

came out of the wooden

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

pit, was filled with

Camille’s body had been squeezed to

before she came out, Camille

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,

Looking at Terrence, Camille

still as

the night sky,

help thinking about the relationship between Camille and the unconscious

Camille said that the man was

now it seemed that it was

Three King Village, Terrence had heard from Camille that he

if they were brother and sister, they did not look like to be in this case at

thought about it, the more confused he

***

Whirl Citadel, as the largest and most powerful bandit village in Dragon Spine Mountain, was located far away from the Second

again witnessed the power

mountains, forests, and valleys

nearly ten days to finish the

see the bandit village in the

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

village was much larger

the most important thing was that the citadel was covered by defense

the bandits in the whole Dragon Spine Mountain, it was hard to say whether they could break through the

tonight, it was Camille who

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

Camille, who was holding a blade,

butterflies, but the pressure she brought was like a

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

be killed was one of the