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.

knelt on the ground obediently and kowtowed,

a bang, something was

Camille’s faint voice came

“Get lost!”

‘She really

was already very calm about accepting

even prepared to be killed by the other party

and saw the bamboo slips with words written on them, he

what was recorded on it was

a reward from a Holy Land

did he save his life, but he also received a reward

all the previous hardships and fears were

of tearing emotions

Master of the Three King Village, who had killed people like

with both hands and put them away close

kowtowed to Camille again, bowed back, and turned to

***

winter afternoon sun gave off a warm

the

floated slowly in the sky

feeling of wanting to

home

a decision in an

he took a deep breath and walked out of

to leave this mountain

leave, Camille pursed

out her hand and slowly uncovered the veil that had been

little pale, but there was a

around and walked into the room

lying on the blanket

knew that the awakening of Caspian should be

most, no more

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

a long way to go before it was fully filled, now that it had attracted water, then it

showed a touch of tenderness, but she

up

has helped you, so I didn’t kill him… I hope that you can know that everything

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