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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1624

Jessica's eyes were filled with anxiety.

However, after thinking about it carefully for a long while, Bowen Pullman still shook his head and said, "She didn't leave any information behind..."

Jessica sighed silently and looked at the stone ring.

At this time, the light looked extremely empty and desolate.

......

On the other side of the stone ring.

The cold wind was blowing.

In this desert, even though the temperature was very high during the day, the wind was still very strong.

If a fist-sized stone was blown into the air, it would be ground into gravel by the sandstorm in a moment and then disappear.

Because it was still daytime, the temperature of the Gobi Desert was like a burning furnace.

At this moment, the airflow was distorted by the steam. At first glance, it looked like a golden snake dancing wildly.

In this twisted space, a human-shaped shadow appeared intermittently from the horizon.

At this time, every step Lucy took was exceptionally difficult.

The strong wind blew and she staggered, but she could not stop.

At this time, Lucy had no extra expression on her face.

At first glance, she looked like a person on the verge of collapse, completely relying on instinct, stumbling forward.

Her pale face, bloodless lips, and hollow eyes all showed how hard she had been all the way.

"It's... right in front... not far away..."

Seeing the light several floors high in the distance, Lucy's throat made an extremely difficult sound.

The corners of her mouth tugged into a smile, as if she wanted to laugh.

But at this time, she really had no extra strength to make such an expression.

She took a deep breath and felt that her lungs were filled with a burning smell. Her internal organs seemed to be burning at this moment.

However, she only frowned slightly and then returned to her previous state.

“Miss Jessica is not by my side, so I will learn to grow up. I can't always cry and call for Miss Jessica...”

At the thought of this, two figures appeared in Lucy's mind.

Of course, the one on the left was Jessica.

She was elegant and refined. Although her character was a little out of place occasionally, she was still intelligent, strong, and independent most of the time.

At this time, the figure on the right was still a little blurry.

But gradually, the figure became clear.

"Caspian... idiot..."

When she murmured these words, Lucy couldn't control herself and burst out laughing.

"This time... I will never let you... watch me make a fool of myself..."

"I want you to know..."

"I remember what you said to me at that time..."

"I've always been working hard on my training... I didn't slack off..."

"Although my talent is not as good as Miss's... and not as good as yours... I have been working hard... to keep up with your footsteps..."

Lucy's vision was blurred by the scorching sun.

The stone under her feet even left a bloody wound on Lucy's originally smooth calves.

But at this time, in the vision of Lucy, the world seemed to disappear. What she could only see was the tall round light in the distance.

That was...the space channel to return.

"I have to go back... to see Miss... and I can't let that idiot Caspian... look down upon me..."

She walked forward for a short while.

At this time, Lucy heard a buzz nearby.

Lucy's eyes were extremely dim at this time, and the road in front of her could not be seen clearly, so she could only listen carefully.

After a while, she muttered, "It's so annoying. It's coming again."

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