I'm bound to the witch of death

Chapter 60 60. Continue the dream

"This is a hospital, is my wife a doctor?"

"Your wife is about to be born." The daughter rolled her eyes, took Xia Feng's arm and walked straight to the hospital.

Xia Feng suddenly came to his senses. He looked up at the four characters "Pingshan Hospital" in confusion and wondered in his heart, am I in a dream?

Can this dream continue?

Before Xia Feng could react, he had already been pulled into the threshold. The dazzling light hit him, and he subconsciously tilted his head and raised his hands to block it.

When he put down his hand, he realized that he had not entered a hospital, but a white world.

In the center of this world, there is only a single vertical rectangular glass box, 3 meters high and 1 meter wide, and a woman seems to be floating inside.

The woman is wearing a bright red fairy dress, with the classical majestic divine phoenix engraved on the dress. The elegant and sacred image stretches from the back of the neck all the way down the body, covering the concave and convex curves to the ankles and slender feet, and the beautiful toes are covered with transparent A clear red nail polish with a slight shimmer.

As he got closer, Xia Feng could see clearly that the thin but beautiful instep had light gold and complex lines that crisscrossed upwards along the ankle, followed the embossment and extended all the way to the delicate collarbone and delicate nose. Up until it was submerged in the slightly opened fox eyes.

The clothes seemed to come from ancient times. She clasped her hands together and stood in the sky. Her milky white skin was reflected like gold, and her pupils were filled with golden light. There was nothing but sacredness.

However, Xia Feng recognized at a glance that the face of this woman was almost the same as the face of the woman who had brought him here.

In doubt, Xia Feng subconsciously turned around and saw that the so-called daughter had long disappeared.

And just when Xia Feng came closer, the woman frowned lightly, and the golden light in her eyes gradually faded away, revealing a pair of fox-like eyes with rose-red pupils. She blinked slightly, her eyes showing surprise but a little bit. A look of curiosity.

Staring at Xia Feng without blinking.

Xia Feng blinked: "Are you my unborn wife?"

"Ah?" The woman tilted her head slightly and replied seriously, with a hint of innocence in her clear and crisp voice, "I have a husband."

Xia Feng looked at her belly thoughtfully: "Oh, then what's in your belly is my wife?"

The woman also looked down at her belly, then raised her head in confusion, her pupils filled with confusion.

"I don't understand what you mean, but can you come and take me away?"

"Take you away?" Xia Feng wondered, "Where are you?"

"I don't know either." The woman's mature and charming little face was a little confused. She looked at Xia Feng's foxy red eyes and gradually lost focus, and murmured to herself, "I don't know either."

Oops——

Xia Feng suddenly sat up from the bed. The light rain outside the window was still falling, making a sleepy rustling sound.

He shook his dazed head, and the scenes in his dream slowly came to mind.

"What's going on?" He blinked his confused eyes and reached out to look at his phone.

【13:09】

"Huh?!" Xia Feng suddenly jumped out of bed, guessing that he was too tired these past few days, so he slept until noon.

After washing up for a while, he came to Xuehe Street.

With the help of the Imperial Gate, the gap in the Infinite Realm of Blood Calamity Street has been filled overtime, and now the place is very peaceful.

The Pingshan Hospital had long been in ruins. Xia Feng searched in the ruins for several hours but found nothing.

That dream was too annoying, and he couldn't explain it clearly. Xia Feng shook his head and thought to forget it.

[Mushrooms hate potatoes: Is it time? Is it time? 】

He looked at the time, it was almost half past six.

[Xia Feng: Come here. 】

Bloody Street is very close to the Final Great Wall.

Prince Liszt holds his birthday party every year on the central tower of the Great Wall.

However, the tower is called a tower, but it looks more like a simple palace that stands on a high wall and under the sky.

When Xia Feng arrived at the foot of the city wall, rows of luxurious cars were already parked in the Nuo Da Square, which was very bright and beautiful.

Each luxury car has a dedicated greeter to guide them. The gentlemen are dressed in elegant tails, and the ladies carefully arrange their backless evening gowns and get out of the car.

Twos and threes of gentlemen and nobles walked into the glorious gate while chatting and laughing.

At this time——

There were small discussions among the crowd.

Xia Feng turned around and saw an indigo streamlined luxury sports car, arrogantly and as if no one else was watching, drove directly onto the red carpet where everyone was walking, and drove straight to the end of the red carpet and the welcoming door.

The greeter hurriedly stepped forward, bent down, opened the car door to block the roof of the car, and said respectfully in a low voice: "Your Highness, Mr. Wang Jue said that you should go directly to him when you arrive. He is waiting for you in Hall 19."

The man who got off the car was wearing a dark blue tuxedo, with thick black hair combed back and a small braid at the end, pink eyes and a feminine face.

He put his pocket in and kicked the car door, and said quietly: "Stop talking nonsense and drive away."

"Yes." The greeter bent down and got into the car room. The indigo sports car slowly drove into the square, but the man with pigtails did not enter the door. Instead, he stood at the door with his pockets in his pockets and looked around.

When he saw Xia Feng, his eyes visibly paused.

Xia Feng naturally saw this person. Wang Jue's eldest son, Li Siwen, was not very familiar with him. He only knew that this guy's talent as a spiritual master was very poor. He was already twenty-eight years old and he was still just a trainee spiritual master. Even if he spent money on it, It can't even reach the next level.

But his artistic attainments are very good. I heard that he is a piano master who is highly praised by the industry and has won many valuable awards.

Their eyes crossed and Li Siwen looked up at the entrance to the right.

Xia Feng also seemed to be aware of it and looked around.

A sleek, dark, low-luxury sports car slid into the square like a ghost.

The car door opened slightly, her white calves wearing noble black crystal high heels stretched out, and a woman in a dark and restrained evening dress walked out of the car.

She looked around. Three thousand snow silk hairpins were tied up with black crystal glass hairpins to resemble a queen's crown. Her exposed smooth collarbone and thin neck were sexy and white. Perhaps it was because she had taken off her half-rimmed gold-rimmed glasses. Her usually elegant temperament was slightly lighter, and she was graceful and luxurious. The superior person's gaseous state is revealed.

Turning his head, Mu Qingtong's golden eyes caught sight of Xia Feng not far away.

The guests who were attracted around him were chattering softly, and they all recognized that this was the daughter of the Mu family in Taicang.

Although the head of the Mu family in Taicang does not have a high title, he has a niece who is well known to all the nobles.

A month ago, everyone thought that Wang Jue's youngest son would marry Mu Qingtong of the Mu family.

But unexpectedly, the day after the good news of the marriage was announced, Wang Jue's youngest son died mysteriously.

Later, after many twists and turns, and with the intervention of the Black Moon Holy See, a guy named Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong got married.

Seeing Mu Qingtong's beautiful eyes, Xia Feng walked forward slowly wearing a perfectly tailored pure white tuxedo.

As the two looked at each other, he noticed that Mu Qingtong didn't wear any necklace or earrings at all, but this happened to be less flashy and vulgar.

Xia Feng turned around, smiled and opened his right arm: "Let's go."

"Yes." Mu Qingtong responded softly, inserting her thin hands covered with lace gauze into Xia Feng's arms and gently pulling her into her arms.

The two of them, one in black and one in white, walked slowly towards the bright high door on the red carpet as everyone's gaze shifted.