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.

appeared, he knelt on the ground obediently and

was thrown in front of

faint voice came to his

“Get lost!”

his ears, ‘She really

was already very

prepared to be killed by the other party and

up and saw the bamboo slips with words written on them, he was even more

that what was recorded on it was either martial arts

importantly, this was a reward from a Holy

life, but

previous hardships and fears

emotions came

Third Master of the Three King Village, who had killed people like numbness, had tears in his

with both

he kowtowed to Camille again, bowed back,

***

winter afternoon sun gave off a warm

Caves stood in the forest, squinting at the

small boat, floated slowly in the sky

had a feeling of wanting to

home and

idea became a decision in

deep breath and walked

to leave this mountain ridge after stepping

Terrence leave, Camille pursed

the veil that had been covering her

little pale, but there was a sense of pity in

around and walked into the room not

on the blanket seemed

of Caspian should be in the next

more

been hollowed out, after she used the Devil’s Blood Exchanging Technique these days, the pool was

to go before it was fully filled, now that it

tenderness, but she was more reluctant to part with

up now, you will

that person has helped you, so

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