The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 823

When Jessica was working together with Xander Faris, they also saw some passing cultivators.

Because Myriad Demons Burial Ground was full of crises, many cultivators were injured.

Some of them were disfigured, causing them to look extremely ferocious and ugly.

But those were not as visual as the cultivator in front of her.

Even though she had been mentally prepared before, Jessica still couldn't help but feel her heart thump and her hands and feet go cold.

The cultivator stopped and looked at Jessica.

In an instant, Jessica felt as if she had been targeted by a poisonous snake.

She straightened her body and instantly put on a defensive posture.

However, this cultivator did not seem to be targeting her.

His gaze swept across Jessica's body and he immediately looked into the distance. "No."

"Hmm?" Jessica frowned slightly.

The other party's words were not for himself or for her.

Who did he talk to?

Just as Jessica was puzzled, a voice suddenly came from behind her.

"It's just nearby. It's definitely not leaving. Keep looking!"

This voice sounded extremely sudden.

Jessica was sure that before that, she absolutely did not find anyone behind her.

She didn't even notice when this person appeared behind her.

Therefore, as the voice sounded at this moment, Jessica was so shocked that her scalp was numb. She hurriedly turned around.

Suddenly, she saw a cultivator not far behind her, who was dressed like the previous cultivator.

The cultivator's half mask was still intact, and it looked like an angry bear.

However, there were obvious scars on this cultivator.

Especially the wound on his chest, which looked like a sharp claw that almost broke his stomach.

"Are these two looking for some demons?" Jessica thought to herself.

At this time, she heard the cultivator wearing the angry bear mask say, "He disappeared in a flash. He must be hiding under our noses. Go and find him. We must find him inch by inch, even if we turn this place upside down!"

After saying that, the cultivator paused for a moment, his eyes full of resentment.

"He has fled for thirty days. That fellow is definitely at the end of his rope. I don't believe that he will be able to escape today."

Hearing this, Jessica's heartstrings suddenly trembled.

"He disappeared in a flash" and "he escaped for 30 days". If ordinary people heard these two sentences, they would definitely not feel anything wrong.

However, Jessica knew that if it was Caspian, it was absolutely possible!

Time was completely right.

She had lost contact with Caspian about 30 days ago.

If he was chased by four cultivators all the way and had no time to send a message to her, it was absolutely normal.

As for "in a flash", it was easier to explain.

Over the past month, Jessica had been arranging formation here according to the instructions of Caspian.

The drawings and materials used to arrange formation s were all from Caspian.

After a while, her fingers scratched the ground a few times as if she was bored, and then she leaned back slightly.

Suddenly, from the gap between formations, she saw a man smiling at her in the light.

"I knew you would come."

Seeing the familiar smile, hearing the familiar voice, and hearing the weakness in the voice, Jessica's nose suddenly twitched.

For dozens of days, she had been trying hard to hold back her worry. The moment she saw Caspian in front of her, her tears were like a flood that broke the dam, and she couldn't help it anymore.

Before she could shed tears, Jessica felt light and was picked up by Caspian.

"Ah!" Jessica cried out subconsciously.

"Don't make a sound. They haven't gone far yet."

Hearing Caspian's low voice, she hurriedly closed her mouth and put her arms around Caspian's neck, allowing him to hold her legs in his arms and look at him with red eyes.

Caspian was obviously injured, and his face was paler than usual.

Jessica knew how strong the physical quality of Caspian was.

Even a high-level sharp weapons could not hurt him under normal circumstances.

Jessica once saw that when the long sword of a seventh-class sharp weapons fell into the hands of Caspian, it was not much different from cooked noodles and could be kneaded at will.

But now, Caspian was a little short of breath while holding her.

Of course, she didn’t become heavier.

Caspian carried Jessica to formation and sat down again. Jessica was still in his arms.

"I met with a little trouble. You should have seen it just now." Caspian took a breath and explained with a smile, "But anyway, it's really good to come to see you on time."