Miracle Doctor, Abandoned Daughter: The Sly Emperor’s Wild Beast-Tamer Empress

Xia Houqi had a headache at the time, and did not know whether the dream was true or false.

He looked at the ancient coffin again. There were no traces on the ancient coffin.

"I thought at the time that I was just dreaming, and put the Xiandi's spirit card back in place and left the Wangci.

After that day, Xia Houqi did everything as usual, and he slowly forgot this dream.

It's just that the Eight Diagrams Tianmen has also taken root in Daxia and began to replace Daxia troops and stationed in Daxia.

Xia Houqi also dared not to speak up.

But gradually, Xia Houqi realized that something was wrong.

It seems that from the day after he had made that strange dream, the Summer Palace began to appear inexplicably dead.

At first it was an old eunuch who was not respected, and then came to a maid beside him, one after another, at the speed of one person every day, the people of the Summer Palace would die strangely.

These dead people, men, women and children, had no wounds on them, but the blood on their entire bodies was sucked up.

Their death method is terrible.

The Royal Hospital thought that they were infected, but after the examination, they could not find out the cause.

After seven people died in a row, Bagua Tianmen noticed this, and they sent someone to investigate, but it was also fruitless.

Xia Houqi also ordered people to investigate the matter, but one night, he was in the dormitory and suddenly had another dream.

He dreamed that he was in the Wangci again, and in front of him, the ancient coffin appeared again.

What surprised Xia Houqi was that the originally sealed ancient coffin actually had a coffin cover.

In his dream, Xia Houqi approached the ancient coffin again.

He stepped forward and the lid of the ancient coffin made a gurgling noise.

The coffin lid opened at once.

It was a woman lying inside.

"Qingfei?"

Xia Houqi was shocked.

The woman was not someone else, it was Xia Houqi who had been imprisoned in the Qing Palace in the cold palace for all these years.

Hearing Xia Houqi's voice, the woman woke up slowly.

Qing Fei opened her eyes and saw Xia Houqi, her face full of surprises.

"Holy Lord, you are finally willing to visit the concubine. The concubine has been thinking of you all these years."

Qing Fei said, can't wait to hug Xia Houqi.

In his heart, Xia Houqi was very disgusted with Qing Fei, and he was unwilling to be close to him.

He was about to push away Qing Fei, but it was a strange thing, Xia Houqi was unwilling, but his body was not controlled, and he walked towards Qing Fei.

He hugged Qing Fei and let her hug herself.

Qing Fei wept with joy, but Xia Houqi was in a panic.

"Holy Lord, you really love me. Ye Lingyue's bitch can't compare with me, she is no longer there. Holy, you are good for your concubine. The concubine is waiting for you all these years.

Xia Houqi ignored Qingfei, and even he couldn't hear what Qingfei said.

He looked at his arms around Qing Fei, and there were lines of lines.

Those lines are exactly the lines he saw in the ancient coffin that he saw in his dream.

At the same time that the lines were breeding, Xia Houqi felt that his hand was on Qing Fei's body.

Through the clothes, he could feel a warm feeling.

That is not the touch of ordinary skin, but a kind of ...

Blood and power are constantly flowing towards Xiahouqi's body.

Qing Fei was still chattering, but with the passage of time, Qing Fei's complexion slowly changed.

Her skin began to wrinkle, and the force in her body quickly collapsed.

"Holy Lord?"

Qing Fei realized what she was screaming, and she felt that the blood in her body was being sucked, and the whole person was like a dried fruit.

"You let me go!"

Qing Fei saw Xia Houqi hugging her, and her whole body was covered with strange black lines.

His hands seemed to have a magic power, let her vitality pass by a little.

Qing Fei lost her resistance, and she watched herself slowly change from a living person into a dead body.

Until the moment she swallowed, Xia Houqi released her hand.

He killed her ...

At the moment when he saw the death of Qing Fei, Xia Houqi suddenly flashed through the fragments.

The same night, the same ancestral hall.

The eunuchs, the court ladies, and the guards died one by one in succession.

The same dark patterns appeared on his body surface, causing those people to lose their lives.

Every night, he will undoubtedly take the lives of these people.

"Xiahouqi! Xiahouqi!"

Ye Lingyue's voice echoed in his ear.

Xia Houqi's soul, an excited spirit recovered.

"Is that a dream or is it?"

Ye Lingyue looked at Xia Houqi worriedly.

Xia Houqi settled down.

His soul was isolated, and his soul was very unstable.

The memories of Fang Cai made him fall into a nightmare for a moment, almost impossible to control.

"You probably guessed it, it was not a dream."

Xia Houqi smiled bitterly.

When he witnessed Qing Fei killed himself, he woke up from his dream.

"After waking up from my dream, I found myself on the bed of Xiayang Palace. I was relieved."

Xia Houqi told himself, fortunately, it was just a dream.

Seeing that the dream is too real, Xia Houqi woke up and looked at his body.

Fortunately, those ghost patterns did not appear.

Qing Fei's scream before he died seemed to be circling in his ears. Xia Houqi was shocked. He decided to go to the Wangci Temple to see the ancient coffin.

He went to the Wang Temple alone.

At that time, it was already around three shifts.

The lamp of the Wangci Temple was still on, and the night watchman was lying outside and slept.

Xia Houqi entered the Wang Temple alone.

In the Wangci Temple, the spirit cards of hundreds of emperors were still placed there.

The huge mysterious ancient coffin is still there.

Everything looks the same as Peace Day.

The ancient coffin was still smooth and flat.

"Fortunately, it was just a dream."

Xia Houqi let out a sigh of relief, he walked to the ancient coffin, his hands could not help falling on the ancient coffin.

But just a moment after Xia Houqi's hand fell on the ancient coffin, a sharp cry came out from the ancient coffin.

That scream broke the silence of the night.

Xia Houqi took a few steps backwards in fright.

In front of him, tears and tears came out of the ancient coffin.

The blood turned into a striped road, and a crack appeared in the coffin.

The coffin cover that never appeared, appeared.

In the coffin, there was a person lying there.

It was a dry corpse. The body was still intact in a palace dress. It was the Qing Fei who was killed by Xia Houqi in Xia Houqi's dream.

"Holy Lord, why did you kill the concubine? The concubine loves you so much ..."

Qing Fei's body climbed out of the sarcophagus.

Her long-dried corpse came towards Xiahouqi.

"Go away!"

Xia Houqi was frightened and frightened. His mental strength moved, and Qing Fei's body was hit by mental strength, just like the autumn wind rolled leaves, and was swept away from the far away.