The crystal coffin was very well sealed and no water went in. Her dress was not damaged in any way, and it was still as shiny as new. Although more than 140 years have passed, there is no trace of time just like her alluring face.

In the crystal coffin, there are countless micas on both sides of Xiao Zhouhou's body, which radiate a beautiful luster, and are extremely bright under the light, like stars. Xiao Zhouhou lies between the mica, like a fairy in the bright stars, far away and mysterious, making people reverie.

Wanyan Zongwang kept staring blankly, it was late at night, and he didn't go to bed, let alone call those beautiful concubines of Song Huizong and Song Qinzong to sleep. All of his hearts were on Xiao Zhouhou, and he just looked at it stupidly until dawn the next day.

In the following days, Wanyan Zongwang basically never left the dormitory, nor did he deal with military affairs, and everything seemed to have nothing to do with him. This made the generals in the army a little confused about what to do.

is still fighting against the Song army, and he needs to decide on the major affairs of the military aircraft. He needs to make a decision on how to deal with the captured imperial relatives and civil and military officials. But he just looked at Xiao Zhouhou in the coffin in a demented manner every day, and even forgot to eat and sleep, just watched like this, and no one was allowed to enter the house to disturb him.

His subordinates had nothing to do but watch him sit on the coffin all day long and look at the sleeping beauty in the coffin.

Wanyan Zongwang has basically not eaten for several days, except for drinking a little water, he is also in a trance. But he was still reluctant to leave the coffin, just looked at the crystal coffin as if he was asleep.

On this day, he heard a noise behind him, as if someone was clicking something with his fingers, and he couldn't help frowning. For he had given the order to die, and no one was allowed to come in without his permission. Fortunately, at this moment, Wanyan Zongwang's heart has been completely melted by this gentle woman, and his eyes are all in this Xiao Zhouhou, and he has become less strict with his subordinates, so that he did not get angry on the spot, but just said in a deep voice: "Get out!"

The click was very slight, but it didn't stop, it still sounded.

Wanyan Zongwang's anger began to rise in his heart, he raised his voice, and roared more majestically: "Get out!"

But the clicking sound behind him still didn't seem to be interrupted, mixed with a cold snort, as if he was very dissatisfied with his tone. Wanyan Zongwang couldn't help but be furious, turned his head violently, his palm had already been raised, and the breath of his palm lingered, so he was ready to slap it over with one palm and slap this eyeless thing to death.

And when he turned around to see the person behind him clearly, it was better to gasp, and the whole person seemed to be frozen in an instant.

The person behind him is actually himself!

The other self was lying on the coffin at the moment, as if he was bored and clasping the wood of the coffin, and the sound came from this. When Wanyan Zongwang turned his head to look at him, his eyelids didn't move, he didn't even lift his neck, and he didn't seem to care that Wanyan Zongwang, who was in anger, would slap him to death with one palm.

This person's appearance and movements, including his clothes, are exactly the same as himself, just like himself in a mirror. Wanyan Zongwang felt that his hair was about to stand on end, and he cried out in horror: "You, who are you?"

Hearing this, the man slowly raised his head, his eyes looked at Wanyan Zongwang but he didn't speak, just with a hint of sarcasm, and this kind of expression is what Wanyan Zongwang likes to do the most. He faces the enemy, and the stronger the others, the more contemptuous he is, and then he will show this expression.

Wanyan Zongwang took a step back, took a deep breath, and said slowly, "Who are you, why are you pretending to be me?"

The man still didn't speak, and the sneer on his face became stronger, and then he lowered his head and continued to clasp the heavy coffin with his fingernails. Wanyan Zongwang controlled the horror in his heart, took a deep breath, took a step forward, and slammed the punch towards the man's chest.

Unexpectedly, the punch was missed, because the man disappeared as if it had never existed.

Wanyan Zongwang couldn't help but be horrified, he turned around, only to see the man standing at the other end of the coffin. is reaching in, gently stroking the transparent crystal coffin, his eyes are full of tenderness, looking at the sleeping beauty Xiao Zhou Hou in the crystal coffin.

Wanyan Zongwang will never allow anyone to desecrate the perfect lover in his heart, even if it is a person who is exactly like him.

Wanyan Zongwang shouted violently, soared into the air, and his whole body crossed the coffin like an agile cheetah, and kicked out with two legs in the air. This trick is one of his stunts, fast and powerful, I don't know how many people have been killed.

But the two kicks were missed, because the man who looked like him was gone.

Wanyan Zongwang turned back again to search, but there was no need to look for it, because that person had no intention of dodging at all. Lying on the place where he had appeared just now, he still gently clicked the coffin with his hand.

Wanyan Zongwang felt a chill, if this person was a human, he would be a supreme master, and he was not his opponent at all. With this ghostly figure alone, if he didn't want to dodge just now, he attacked him directly, and the speed was enough to kill himself a hundred times!

Wanyan Zongwang immediately took two steps back, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and shouted at the same time: "Someone! Seven Star Disk Dragon Array, Array!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw seven figures flickering, breaking through the window, and landing in the house almost at the same time, it was the seven Khitan masters of the Seven Star Disk Dragon Array.

They broke through the window and immediately formed a seven-star array, but after the array was arranged, they looked at each other and looked at Wanyan Zongwang together in confusion. Wanyan Zongwang pointed to himself who was still standing there next to the coffin, and said angrily: "What are you waiting for? ”

The seven masters glanced at each other again, looked at Wanyan Zongwang together, and the first one hesitated for a moment and said, "Dashuai, the house is ...... There's no one in the house!"

This sentence made Wanyan Zongwang's whole person feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, staring at the leader who spoke with round eyes, pointing to the person who looked exactly like himself who was still holding the coffin next to the coffin, and said angrily: "He is there, don't you see it?"

These people looked at the coffin in the direction of Wan Yan Zongwang's finger, in fact, they were originally around the coffin, but no matter how they looked, they didn't see anyone, and some even squatted down to check below, but no one dared to go up to the coffin to look. They all know that the person in this is the handsome's favorite person, and even a glance at it is blasphemy. No one would commit this taboo, even if there was an assassin hidden inside, he would only wait for him to come out, but the big man obviously didn't mean the inside of the coffin.

Wanyan Zongwang didn't mean to joke when he saw his subordinates, they really didn't see this person. Now he was completely confused, could it be that only he could see this man? Could it be that he had seen a ghost?

Wanyan Zongwang slowly stepped forward and took a deep breath, stared at his other self next to the coffin, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you and why are you here." Pretending to be me again?"

The man raised his head and looked at Wanyan Zongwang, and the corner of his mouth once again appeared with the sarcastic smile that Wanyan Zongwang was peculiar, and then disappeared out of thin air.

Wanyan Zong turned his head fiercely, but this time there was no shadow of that person behind him, and when he looked around, there was no either.

Wanyan Zongwang quickly searched all over the house, but there was still no result.

He returned to the coffin and stared blankly at it, not knowing what had happened. The captain of the personal guard stepped forward and whispered: "Dashuai, you are too tired, you should have a good rest, you haven't rested for several days, maybe you are dazzled." ”

Wanyan Zongwang stared at him for a long time, and then nodded slowly. That's right, I haven't slept or eaten for a few days and nights, and the whole person is a little prostration, and I may have hallucinated. Otherwise, how could there be a person in this world who is exactly like himself?

That kind of magical martial arts can disappear out of thin air in an instant, and it can appear in another direction without any body flash, if it is not a ghost, what else can explain it except for hallucinations?

Wanyan Zongwang waved his hand and said, "You all go out, I'll go to bed immediately." ”

The captain struck while the iron was hot and said: "There are a lot of emergency military information outside, and we are waiting for you to make a decision." ”

"I see, you all go out. ”

The seven people all agreed, and went out in turn, but no one cared about the broken windows, because Wanyan Zongwang did not order them to be repaired. He needed to rest now, and he was originally a people on horseback in the steppe, and he lived in a tent where the wind blew in much more than the window, so what did he care.

Wanyan Zongwang reluctantly rubbed his hand on the crystal coffin for a moment, then picked up the coffin lid and covered the coffin. I walked to the bed, took off my clothes, climbed into bed, and fell asleep.

He was so sleepy that he fell asleep as soon as he got into bed.

He had a dream, dreaming that Xiao Zhou was lying next to him, looking at himself quietly with a sideways face, and his face was still the smile that fascinated people, which was fascinating.

Wanyan Zongwang wanted to raise his hand to touch her petal-like delicate face, but found that his hand weighed a thousand catties and couldn't lift it. So he wanted to turn around, but his body was fixed on the bed and he couldn't move.

He looked down and couldn't help but be startled, because he saw a face sticking out of his armpit, and this face turned out to be himself. And the man's hands firmly held his arms and body from behind, and his feet turned over and hooked him, locking him firmly.

Wanyan Zong's soul was scattered, and he wanted to scream in horror but couldn't make a sound. And the man held one of his hands and slowly moved it up to his neck, and pinched it firmly. The look of disdain on his face became clearer and clearer.

Wanyan Zongwang was firmly held by the other party's hands and feet, like a lamb trapped in a thorny bush, unable to break free at all, and could only let out a mournful roar.

He looked at Xiao Zhouhou who was lying beside him for help, and wanted to ask Xiao Zhouhou to save him. But Xiao Zhouhou suddenly changed, and the white skin on his body melted in an instant, turning into gray-black powder, and only a gloomy white bone was scattered on the side of the bed.

Wanyan Zongwang was in a state of exhaustion, and let out a cry of sorrow with all his strength, and finally woke up from his dream.