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 were

lost my memory…

flashed back

could sense that there seemed to

the karmic lines slowly became

like interweaving lines, eventually forming a complete picture, completely

of this, Caspian closed his eyes and the room suddenly quieted

the house, the villagers went home first after

the village,

there was no lack of

villagers, one of them was left alone

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

him about the

Villager explained

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

a worried look and asked, “Village Chief, is there anything wrong with this person?

head, “I don’t think

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

doesn’t look like

this period of time, I heard that there have

person may be a member of a

from the bandits, he lost his memory because he was

in Village Chief’s eyes after he

only warrior in the

high prestige

said so,

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

chase him out,

”

***

Camille turned around and walked deep

been out for a long time

it would be difficult to

mountains for two or three hours, she took out the flying magic

was about to step on it, a

Camille’s body shook.

flute sound was like a ghost’s singing at midnight, or someone whispering in people’s ear, which made people involuntarily

appeared in Camille’s

eyelid, she put away the

beside her, crossed her arms, and

music gradually

in a good