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.

ground obediently and kowtowed, waiting for fate to judge

a bang, something was thrown in front

faint voice

“Get lost!”

believe his ears, ‘She really

already very calm

other party and then ground by magic weapon

bamboo slips with words

was recorded on it was either martial arts

was a reward from

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

previous

tearing emotions

King Village, who had killed people like numbness, had

bamboo slips with both hands and put

Camille again, bowed back, and

***

afternoon sun gave

in the forest,

clouds, like a small boat, floated

of wanting

to go home and have a

idea became a

and walked out of

first time he decided to leave this mountain ridge after

Terrence leave, Camille pursed

and slowly uncovered the veil that had been

pale, but there was a sense

walked into the room not far

on the blanket

Caspian should be in the next one

most, no more than

compared to a pool that had been hollowed out, after she used the Devil’s Blood Exchanging Technique these days, the

was still a long way to go before it was fully filled, now

Camille’s eyes showed a touch of tenderness, but she was more reluctant to part

wake up now, you will

character, that person has helped you, so

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