Chapter Ninety-Four: A Rainy Night
There was a loud "boom", and the dark cloud curtain shrouded in mid-air seemed to be cut through by a silver-white sword, and a silver dragon seemed to loom in the dark clouds in the distant sky, shattering the black clouds in the sky.
"Rustling" came from a small sound of rain in the distance, accompanied by the roaring thunder gradually became larger, and finally turned into bean-sized raindrops "crackling" and falling densely, and the visible rain gathered on the rocks into a small stream and flowed outside the cave.
Yunmo glanced into the cave, and found that except for almost all of them, who were now with bright eyes, looking into the distance outside the cave, there was a small figure crawling there at the edge of the dense forest, motionless.
The night was so deep that the crowd could not see the figure clearly, and only by the occasional flash of lightning could they confirm that the man was still kneeling there, and he was still kneeling there despite the wind and rain raging, and the deafening thunder of lightning and thunder.
They didn't dare to say a word, but Qi Qi set his eyes on the only person in the cave who was still closing his eyes and recuperating, Tian Buyi didn't say anything, even Tian Ling'er didn't dare to speak. But Tian Buyi seemed to be asleep, ignoring everything outside the cave, and the old god was still in meditation.
Yunmo put the sleeping little girl in his arms into the arms of Tian Ling'er, who was a little impatient, took a big sip of the wine gourd, got up and said softly to Su Ru: "Master, I'll go out for a walk." ”
Su Ru was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he was going to do, but he didn't say anything, just nodded lightly.
Yunmo didn't take care of Zhang Xiaofan as everyone thought, but jumped into a streamer and sank into the dense forest.
Lu Xueqi stood at the entrance of the cave where Xiaozhu Peak fell, quietly looking at the dense forest in the distance, it had been raining heavily for several hours, and everyone in the righteous path had already fallen asleep, except for one person, of course.
The man had been on his knees in the cold and rain that had raged until now.
Even though she and Ben couldn't see the man in the night rain, she could imagine the embarrassment, the cold, and the heartache of the man.
Somehow, Lu Xueqi suddenly remembered the madness of the necromantic abyss, the man who vomited blood and rushed towards her desperately, his thin but firm body blocking her in front of her, and remembered that he was standing alone in the field, bearing the baptism of all kinds of eyes and heartbroken eyes of everyone. The slender white fingers clenched the cuffs, and suddenly released them, as if they had made some important decision.
She moved lightly, slowly walked out of the hole, and walked slowly towards the dense forest.
Zhang Xiaofan knelt there, his clothes were soaked, and his hair, which was already a little scattered, was completely drooped down under the rain and hung down his cheeks. The incessant rain had accumulated a thick layer of rain on the ground and poured into the trees. Zhang Xiaofan's palms and knees were soaked in stagnant water, and they had begun to turn white and swell, but he didn't realize it. His heart was still showing the events of the day one by one, over and over again, stabbing him in the heart and spleen. His heart was filled with pain, guilt, and fear, but all this burned in his heart as a flame, but he could not speak to anyone.
In this world, it seems that he is the only one, kneeling here quietly.
If the master slapped me to death today, maybe everyone would be relieved, right?
Zhang Xiaofan, who was immersed in his own world, was awakened by the sound of broken water, and at some point a pair of feet appeared in front of him. He looked up, and then the thunder that flickered in the distance saw the equally drenched woman standing in front of him.
He never dared to imagine that Lu Xueqi, who was as cold as a fairy, would appear in front of him with such an image.
She squatted down gently in Zhang Xiaofan, the slightly cold gentleness seemed to dispel the storm, her cold palm, trembling slightly, gently stroked the tips of Zhang Xiaofan's hair, and gently helped him smooth the messy hair that was scattered on his forehead because of the rain: "Don't be afraid, it will pass soon!"
Another flash of lightning flashed, and Lu Xueqi's trembling jade hand stopped moving, staring straight at a big tree in the woods behind Zhang Xiaofan.
There's someone under the tree!
Although she didn't see the person's appearance clearly, but then there was a moment of glimmer just now, and she was seeing the reflection of the bright armor clearly!
Lu Xueqi already knew who it was, she stared at the dark shadow under the tree, although she didn't see it, she knew that there was a pair of eyes looking straight here, paying attention to her every move.
She could imagine the sparkle in those eyes, the last thing she wanted to face.
Lu Xueqi suddenly became a little confused, and she suddenly realized that her heart was like this cold rainy night, full of stormy waves and thunder.
She quietly left Zhang Xiaofan's side, swayed lightly, floated silently to the tree, and saw Yunmo standing lazily against the big tree with her arms around her chest.
Yunmo stood there quietly watching Lu Xueqi approach step by step, and suddenly sighed in his heart how kind the creator was to this woman! Even in such a torrential rain, her plain white clothes were soaked, but it did not reduce her amazing beauty in the slightest, standing quietly under this night sky, it seemed that there was a cold white light scattered all over her body, but she was like a Su Mei, fighting frost and snow.
He shook his head slightly to stop Lu Xueqi's question, and walked slowly towards the depths of the woods with a slight side of his body.
The two walked for a long time, Yunmo did not stop first, and Lu Xueqi always followed him one step behind.
The rain had been falling in the middle of the night and showed no signs of stopping, but it was getting heavier and heavier.
After Yunmo and Lu Xueqi walked out for a while, Yunmo suddenly turned around, and Lu Xueqi, who was lowering her head and contemplating, was caught off guard and almost bumped into Yunmo, and when she hurriedly closed her feet, she didn't see the red light that flashed in Yunmo's left eye.
Yunmo took the look in his eyes, and sighed silently at the girl who was swaying by with a small umbrella in the distance.
Lu Xueqi looked up and saw Yun Mo looking forward blankly, thinking that she was staring at herself, she suddenly panicked, forced herself to calm down, and asked, "Senior Brother Yun, what are you doing in the forest if you don't rest so late?"
Yunmo listened to the slight annoyance in her mouth, and smiled disappreciatively: "I'm waiting for you." ”
"Wait for me?" Lu Xueqi was surprised, stumbling and not knowing what to say.
Looking at the childlike attitude of the famous iceberg fairy in front of him with a hint of childlike appearance in front of him, Yunmo suddenly felt so beautiful. He suddenly stretched out his hand and touched Lu Xueqi's cheek.
Lu Xueqi's body stiffened, she didn't know what to do, she just instinctively felt that she shouldn't be stiff to refuse the other party's kindness at this time, but she racked her brains and couldn't think of how to face the current situation - in the past ten years of Qingyun's career, she didn't learn a little about the relationship between men and women.
She could only passively wait, suffer, tremble slightly, and feel the big hand that still exuded heat in the cold and rainy night reaching out to her little by little, touching the skin of her cheek, hot as boiling. But the palm of the hand did not stay on her cheek, but swept it gently like a dragonfly, picking up a strand of wet hair that stuck to her cheek, and carefully pinning it behind her delicate and small ear.
Just like what she just did for Zhang Xiaofan.
It's just that Lu Xueqi doesn't know how attractive her current appearance is, she bites her translucent crystal lips lightly, her eyes are slightly closed, and her trembling body seems to resist and be intoxicated. The raindrops that fell from among the trees hit that perfect face, slowly sliding down like crystal. Yunmo looked warm, and pinched her crystal little earlobe, looking at Lu Xueqi's panicked expression like a frightened rabbit: "I know you will definitely come, and I know that you will definitely not bring an umbrella." ”
Lu Xueqi was stunned, and when she came back to her senses, she found that Yunmo was walking forward again, and she didn't know why she immediately followed silently.