At that time, Xia Houqi had a headache, but he didn't know whether the dream was true or not.

He looked at the old coffin. There were no lines on it.

"At that time, I thought that I was just dreaming, so I put the Lingpai of the former Emperor back to its original position and left the ancestral temple."

After that day, Xia Hou Qi did everything as usual, and he slowly forgot the dream.

However, the eight trigrams heavenly gate has also taken root in the summer, and began to replace the Daxia troops, stationed in all parts of the summer.

Xia Hou Qi also dared to be angry.

But gradually, Xia Hou Qi realized that something was wrong.

It seems that from the next day after he had that strange dream, the summer palace began to appear inexplicable death events.

At first, he was an old eunuch who was not respected, and then a maid in palace beside him. One after another, at the speed of one person every day, people in the summer palace would die strangely.

These dead people, men and women, young and old, had no wounds on their bodies, but their whole bodies were drained of blood.

The way they died was terrible.

Imperial hospital thought that they were infected, but after examination, there was no way to find out the cause.

After seven people died one after another, the eight trigrams Tianmen noticed this. They sent people to investigate, but there was no gain.

Xia Hou Qi also ordered people to investigate this matter, but one night, he was in the bedroom, suddenly had a dream.

He dreamt that he was once again in the king's temple. In front of him, he once again appeared in front of the ancient coffin.

To Xia Hou Qi's surprise, the coffin cover appeared in the original sealed coffin.

In the dream, Xia Hou Qi approached the ancient coffin again.

He went up and the lid of the coffin cackled.

The lid of the coffin opened.

It was a woman lying inside.

"Qing Fei?"

Xia Hou Qi's face was shocked.

The woman is not a bystander. It is the Qing imperial concubine who has been detained in the cold palace by Xiahou Qi for years.

Hearing Xia Hou Qi's voice, the woman wakes up leisurely.

Qing Fei opened her eyes and saw Xia Hou Qi. Her face was full of surprise.

"My Lord, you are willing to come to see my wife. I have been thinking about you all these years

Qing Fei said, can't wait to embrace Xia Hou Qi.

In his heart, Xiahou Qi was disgusted with Qing Fei and was unwilling to get close to him.

He was about to push away the Qing imperial concubine, but something strange happened to him. Xia Hou Qi was unwilling to do so in his heart, but his body was not controlled and went to the green princess.

He put his arms around Qingfei and let her hold himself.

Qing Fei cried with joy, but Xia Hou Qi was flustered.

"My Lord, you really love me. Ye Lingyue, that slut, where can compare with me, she is no longer here, my Lord, how do you favor my concubine. I've been waiting for you all these years. "

Xia Hou Qi didn't pay attention to Qing Fei. He even couldn't hear what Qing Fei said.

He looked at his arm around the green imperial concubine's hand, appeared a piece of grain.

Those lines, which he saw in his dream, were the lines on the ancient coffin.

At the same time, Xia Hou Qi felt his hand on the body of Qing Fei.

Through his clothes, he could feel a warm feeling.

It's not the touch of ordinary skin, it's a kind of

Blood and strength were pouring into Xia Hou Qi's body.

The green imperial concubine is still chattering endlessly, but as time goes on, the green imperial concubine's face color slowly changed.

Her skin began to wrinkle, and the force in her body was rapidly collapsing.

"The Lord?"

Qingfei realized something. She screamed. She felt the blood in her body was being sucked. The whole person was like a dried fruit.

"You let me go!"

When she saw Xia Hou Qi embracing her, her whole body was covered with strange black lines.

His hands seem to have magical magic, let her vitality a little bit in the elapse.

Qing Fei lost her resistance, she watched herself from a living person to a dead body.

Until the moment she died, Xia Hou Qi just let go of her hand.

He killed her

At the moment of seeing the death of Qing Fei, Xia Hou Qi suddenly flashed a fragment in his head.

The same night, the same Wang Temple.

Those eunuchs, maids and bodyguards died one after another under their own hands.

The same dark lines appeared on his body surface, which made those people lose their lives.

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

"Xia Hou Qi! Xia Hou Qi

Ye Lingyue's voice reverberates in my ears.

Xia Hou Qi's soul, a soul stirring back to God.

"Is that a dream or?"

Ye Lingyue looks anxiously at Xia Hou Qi.Xia Hou Qi was calm.

His soul is detached and unstable.

Just now the memory, let him have a moment, fell into a nightmare, almost difficult to control.

"As you may have guessed, it was not a dream."

Xia Hou Qi said with a bitter smile.

When he witnessed Qingfei being killed by himself, he suddenly woke up from the dream.

"When I woke up from my dream, I found myself on the bed of Xiayang palace. I was relieved

Xia Hou Qi told himself, fortunately, it was just a dream.

The dream was too real. After Xia Hou Qi woke up, he couldn't help but stare at his own body.

Fortunately, those ghost patterns did not appear.

The scream of Qing Fei before she died seemed to be hovering in her ears. Xia Hou Qi was still in shock. He decided to go to the king's temple to have a look at the ancient coffin.

He went to the Wang Temple alone.

At that time, it was already around the third shift.

The lamp of Wang Temple is still on, and the watchman lies outside the door and sleeps in the past.

Xia Hou Qi, alone, entered the Wang Temple.

In the ancestral hall, the tablets of hundreds of emperors are still placed there.

The huge and mysterious ancient coffin is still there.

Everything looks the same as usual.

On the ancient coffin, it is still smooth and smooth.

"Fortunately, it's just a dream."

Xia Hou Qi breathed a sigh of relief. He went to the ancient coffin and fell on it.

But in the moment when Xia Hou Qi's hand fell on the ancient coffin, a sharp cry came out.

The scream broke the silence of the night.

Xia Hou Qi took a few steps back.

In front of his eyes, on the ancient coffin, tears shed blood.

The blood, into a stripe Road, coffin body, there is a crack.

The coffin cover, which never appeared before, appeared.

In the coffin, there was a man lying there.

It was a mummy, still in good condition, dressed in palace clothes. It was the Qing imperial concubine killed by Xia Hou Qi in his dream.

"My Lord, why do you want to kill my concubine? I love you so much... "

Qing Fei's body climbed out of the sarcophagus.

Her body, which had already dried up, came towards Xia Hou Qi.

"Get out of here

Xia Hou Qi was frightened and frightened. His mental strength moved. The body of Qing Fei was hit by the mental force, just like the autumn wind rolling leaves, which was swept away all at once.

www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!