Chapter 682: Rainstorm night

Du Qingheng, who had been waiting in the cold palace for a day, hadn't seen Feng Xuanming coming for a long time, her uneasy heart beating more and more fiercely, and an endless sense of despair hit her again.
Du Qingheng struggled to climb to the door, leaning on the porch, leaning on the porch, and staring at the door outside the Leng Palace. After a while, Du Qingheng's eyes floated, looking at the lonely and empty square sky for a while, and staring for a while The tall grass of the man.
Du Qingheng laughed suddenly, but the corners of his mouth twitched lightly, and it fell down after a while.
She picked up the dandelion on the ground, put it in her mouth and chewed slowly, feeling its bitterness and sweetness, as well as the faint aroma.
It's like her life!
Feng Xuanming, I had already fallen into the abyss of despair, and I had already accepted my fate, but why did you give me hope and light up my way, but disappointed me again!
Seeing the sky getting darker and darker, the gust of wind rose suddenly outside the courtyard, and the black clouds covered the entire sky, and the people could not breathe.
Suddenly drops of heavy rain pounded heavily until the whole world was shrouded in a curtain of rain. Du Qingheng looked at the dripping rain, licked his cracked lips, and hurriedly climbed to the height of the people excitedly. In the grass, he reached out, took a handful of rainwater, and drank greedily.
Just as Du Qingheng was drinking vigorously, the door outside Leng Palace was suddenly pushed open. Du Qingheng thought it was Feng Xuanming, and was about to open his mouth to ask him why he came at this time. The words were already stuck in his throat, but he was caught Du Qingheng swallowed deeply again.
It turned out to be a thin and thin assassin dressed in night clothes with a black cloth on his face. I saw that man sneaking around looking around, with fierce light in his eyes, searching for something with his head, his right hand holding a sharp handle. Long sword!
Du Qingheng gently pulled away some weeds in front of him, and took a closer look at the man. From the perspective of his figure, it was not Feng Xuanming!
But who is it? She is in this way now, but there are still people who refuse to let her go?
Du Qingheng bowed his body, bowed his head shiveringly, and was careful not to make any noise. A heart was lifted up high, for fear of being discovered by the man in black.
I saw that the man in black slowly walked to the door of the room. Seeing that the door was wide open, he looked into the room for a few moments, but the room was too dark, there was no light. The man in black did everything. I couldn't see clearly, I had to take out a fire fold from my sleeve, lit it and threw it into the house.
The man in black waited quietly for a while, seeing that there was no movement in the room, he looked out into the room in a puzzled manner, there was still no sound, and he walked in with his long sword firmly in his hand.
The man in black picked up the Huozhe on the ground and patrolled the surroundings, but did not see Du Qingheng's figure. After seeing the pile of white bones on the ground, he frowned invisibly, and his expression became tense.
The man squatted down and put the long sword in his hand on the ground beside him, holding the fire fold in his left hand to shine, and turning over the pile of bones in his right hand, but there was nothing he was looking for! The man in black sighed and took a look at the bone on the ground, only to find that the bone seemed to have been bitten by something.
Is it a mouse?
The man in black murmured secretly, tilted his head and picked up a few white bones on the ground and took a closer look. After seeing the tooth marks on the white bones, the man in black was suddenly shocked and sat down on the ground. He touched the long sword beside him and stepped back.
Because there was a black cloth covering his face, he couldn't see the expression of the man in black, but through the eyes of the dilated pupils of the man in black, the man in black was frightened by the scene in front of him.
Du Qingheng, who was hiding in the thick grass outside the door, kept a posture and did not dare to move. Even if the raindrops fell on her eyes, Du Qingheng did not dare to raise her hand to wipe it off, so she had to let the rain flow everywhere. Both.
Suddenly a cricket crawled out of his collapsed cave. Because of the heavy rain, he looked for places to hide from the rain. Seeing Du Qingheng squatting there motionless, he bounced towards Du Qingheng's place.
Du Qingheng watched that the cricket was getting closer and closer to him, and could not raise his hand to drive him away. He had to gritted his teeth, holding a very nervous heart, and stared at the cricket!
After searching the house, the man in black found that there was nothing he was looking for, so he walked out slowly.
The cricket jumped to Du Qingheng's feet all of a sudden, and after smelling the rancid smell from Du Qingheng's body, he slowly nibble on Du Qingheng's feet.
Even the ants around him crawled over one after another. Du Qingheng endured the shallow pain, that kind of scratching feeling, without making a sound.
The man in black stood at the door and looked at the tall grass in the courtyard. He was thinking about whether to search in the grass. He saw that the rain was getting heavier and he lowered his head to see him coming. The deep and shallow footprints accumulated water and became more obvious, so I had to dispel the idea.
The man in black looked around and was about to leave. When he had already reached the gate of the cold palace, there was a movement from the depths of the grass. The tall weeds shook a few times, and then he returned to calm. The man in black immediately turned around, glanced at the tall grass of the man, clenched the long sword vigilantly, and walked into the depths of the grass step by step.
It turned out that Du Qingheng, who had resisted the bite of insects and ants, breathed a long sigh of relief when the man in black was about to leave, but Du Qingheng sucked a dandelion into his lungs, his nose was itchy, and he closed his eyes subconsciously. , Opened his mouth and prepared to sneeze.
Du Qingheng urgently raised his hands to cover his mouth, but he didn't expect that his arm would drive the surrounding grass, attracting the attention of the man in black.
The man in black raised the sword and cut off the weeds wherever he passed, getting closer and closer to Du Qingheng, seeing the man in black approaching and spotting her!
Du Qingheng was ready to die, closed his eyes, but suddenly a man in black walked in outside the door. The man in black was startled, and he turned around quickly, carrying a sword to kill another man in black. , The two of them beckoned to the other side's vitals in the match, no one can hurt anyone, no one can leave.
Just as the two were struggling with each other, a flash of lightning flashed from the sky suddenly, and the sky was shining brightly. The two men in black faced each other. They looked at each other carefully, in the eyes of the man in black when they first came. There was a trace of disbelief, and immediately a sideways escaped the entanglement of the later generations, leaped forward, stepped on the palace wall and left.
"Qing Heng, are you okay?" The man in black suddenly tore off the veil from his face and walked anxiously into the grass.
"I'm fine, how about you? Why did you come!" Du Qingheng leaned out and took a look after hearing Feng Xuanming's voice, and said in surprise.
"Sorry, there was a delay on my way. I went to find the medicine. I searched for a long time and finally found all the formula for that medicine. I rushed over as soon as I got it right. I didn't expect that the gate of the palace was very early today. Can't get in!"
Feng Xuanming explained with a guilty expression on his face, then walked to Du Qingheng's side, hugged Du Qingheng and walked slowly into the house.