"Father, why is this happening?" Dongfang Qingcheng hugged Xue Qian tightly with both hands, trying to give her body temperature to Xue Qian. Why was her body so cold? Why did he and Dongfang Haotian not feel any discomfort when they came in?

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Dongfang Haotian looked at Xue Qian's pale face and trembled slightly in his heart. There were no strange things placed in the imperial mausoleum. At most, the things under the ground were all antiseptic and chilling crystals.

Stone, but it was just a very ordinary thing, how could it have such a big impact on her.

"Cold... I'm so cold... Qingcheng, cold..." Xue Qian nestled in Dongfang Qingcheng's arms, clutching him tightly with both hands. Why was there such a frightening chill that hit the muscles in her body?

, in the end the heat flow of the fire crystal core disappeared without a trace.

What are these cold air currents and why are they so powerful? Moreover, the strangeness only appeared when she entered the imperial mausoleum. Xue Qian once again felt the realm of ice and fire. She still remembered when she had this fire crystal core.

, that is fire, and when it reaches the top of Luohan, it is ice. At that time, fortunately, she was able to control it in the end.[

But what was this weird chill now? She could gradually feel that her blood was slowly coagulating, as if her body was in a state of water.

Listening to Xue Qian's murmurs, Dongfang Qingcheng made his whole heart ache, and then he poured his inner strength into Xue Qian's body, hoping to help her drive away the cold, but he found that no matter what he did, he

No matter how I inject inner strength into her, her body is still so cold.

Dongfang Haotian frowned as he looked at the two people sitting on the ground, and then looked around the room. Both he and Dongfang Qingcheng had been here before and didn't think there was anything wrong. Why would Xue Qian, who was highly skilled in martial arts, not adapt to it?

, that is, there is something that repels her.

Dongfang Haotian, who was casually scanning, immediately stopped at the coffin of Dongfang Qingcheng's mother, and saw that the beads that had been placed calmly on Yin Xinling's chest were emitting some white mist, which he remembered not having before.

Dongfang Haotian raised his eyebrows. Could it be that the bead caused trouble?
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