The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Chapter 1373

December 12th.

As long as he was alive in the future, Terrence felt that he would never forget this day.

In the morning, he felt that the female cultivator was in a bad mood.

His heart began to panic.

In fact, after this period of observation, he had roughly guessed the whole thing.

The other party was treating the unconscious man.

When the man’s injury was getting better, the judgment of his fate was coming soon.

From the end of last month to today, if he looked back, he would find that it was just a coincidence.

The other party needed someone to carry the corpses.

Of course, this was just a side effect.

The main reason was that the woman needed a mountain bandit who was familiar with Dragon Spine Mountain to lead the way to each bandit village.

He was lucky.

For this reason, he lived more than half a month longer than the other bandits.

He was also unlucky to meet the cultivator of Holy Land Realm, who wanted to kill.

Today, from Camille’s absent-minded expression, Terrence faintly felt that there should be a result for what had lasted for half a month.

This result included whether he could survive or not.

He prayed, hoping that the other party would show mercy for the sake of his cautiousness during this period of time.

However, Terrence also understood that in the eyes of the cultivator, a mere life of a warrior was nothing more than an ant.

As for escaping, he didn’t even think about it.

In the afternoon, Camille once again appeared in front of Terrence.

Her clear eyes indicated that she had made her final decision.

Terrence did not say a word.

on the ground obediently and kowtowed, waiting for fate to

was thrown in front of

voice came to his

“Get lost!”

ears, ‘She

he was already

was even prepared to be killed by the other party and then ground by magic

looked up and saw the bamboo slips with words written on them,

stupid he was, Terrence knew that what was recorded on it was either martial arts technique or a

this was a reward from a Holy

save his life, but

previous hardships and fears were worth

emotions came from

had killed people like numbness, had tears in

bamboo slips with both

kowtowed to Camille again, bowed back, and turned

***

sun gave

in the forest,

floated slowly in the

feeling of wanting to

go home and have

became a decision

and walked out of Dragon

time he decided to leave this mountain ridge

leave, Camille pursed her

the veil that had been covering her face for some time, revealing

pale, but there

into the room not

the blanket seemed to

of Caspian should be in the next

no more than 48

vigor of Caspian in the past was compared to a pool that had been hollowed out, after she used the Devil’s Blood

was fully filled, now that it had attracted water, then it would naturally

of tenderness, but she was

up now, you will blame

to your character, that person has helped you, so I didn’t kill him… I hope that you can know that everything I’ve done

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