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.

around and asked the villagers in the room

the people in the room

memory… Don’t

images flashed back and forth

to be

time went by, the karmic lines slowly became

lines, eventually forming a complete

eyes and the

the house, the villagers went home

the village,

now, it seemed that there was

villagers, one of them was left alone

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

carefully asked him

explained

simple, so even if the explanation was very

asked, “Village Chief, is there anything wrong with this person? Could he be a bandit

head, “I

Spine Mountain would never attack villages outside the mountain ridge… Moreover, I think this person

doesn’t look like

have been many groups

a

he escaped from the bandits, he lost his memory because he

and nostalgia appeared in Village

only warrior in the village and

high

said so,

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

we chase him out,

”

***

the village, Camille turned around and

been out for a long time this

back, it would be difficult to

three hours, she took out

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

batting an eyelid, she put away the jade plate

her, crossed her arms, and looked

flute music gradually

in a