The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

His head hurt a little.

It was like the feeling of swelling after sleeping too much.

But more importantly, it was the kind of mental weakness and exhaustion.

There were no less than 20 people standing in the small mud hut.

Everyone was wearing coarse cloth clothes, they looked at Caspian with anger and vigilance.

“Who are you?” After looking around, Caspian asked in confusion.

Among the crowd, an elder with white beard took a step forward.

He was the village chief.

“You fainted on the roadside at the entrance of our village.

The people in our village discovered you and carried you back.”

Village Chief looked at Caspian carefully and asked, “Who are you? Why did you fall at the entrance of our village?”

“I am…” Under everyone’s gaze, Caspian just said two words.

All of a sudden, he could not say the rest.

“Who am I?” Caspian was at a loss.

Everyone was staring at him, waiting for his next words.

But after a pause, Caspian stopped talking.

Seeing the thoughtful look on Caspian’s face, the villagers looked at each other in dismay.

Village Chief had been carefully examining Caspian. As the oldest person in the village, he naturally had more knowledge than the other Villagers.

Seeing Caspian’s expression at this moment, he understood that he must have been stimulated and lost his memory.

Sure enough, after a while, Caspian looked at Village Chief with an apologetic expression, “I’m sorry, I don’t seem to remember who I am and why I’m here…”

“It doesn’t matter.

Take your time to think about it.

You can live here tonight.

Our village is called Stone Drake Village,” Village Chief comforted Caspian.

turned around and asked the villagers in the room to leave first, not to disturb Caspian’s

in the room were gone, Caspian’s eyes gradually

memory… Don’t be so

back and

seemed to be some Karmic lines within the

time went by, the karmic

interweaving lines, eventually forming a complete

closed his eyes and the room suddenly

home

an outsider came to the village, and

there

of them

was the one who came back from chopping firewood and found Caspian by the roadside at the entrance

asked him

Villager explained

so even if the explanation was very detailed, there was not much to

he finished speaking, the villager looked at Village Chief with a worried look and asked, “Village Chief, is there anything

head, “I don’t think

would never attack villages outside the mountain ridge… Moreover, I think this person has an

look like a

I heard that there have been many groups of businessmen entering

may be a member of a

the bandits, he lost his memory

appeared in Village Chief’s eyes after he finished

he was the only warrior in the village and had fought with bandits

a high prestige in the

so, the

and then said, “He is also a poor person, let him live in the village first, we can talk about it after he remembers what happened… Now he doesn’t even have a decent dress, and he can’t remember who he

chase him out, others

”

***

turned around

out for a long time

back, it would be difficult to

three

she was about to step on it, a flute sound suddenly drifted

Camille’s body shook.

singing at midnight, or someone whispering in people’s ear, which made people involuntarily drown

trace of confusion appeared in Camille’s eyes, but she immediately

batting an eyelid, she put away the jade

a tree beside her, crossed her arms, and looked in the direction not far

flute music gradually

Jezebel, you’re in