Cliffs, steep.

Add to that the fact that it is covered with a thick layer of snow, and the danger is doubly great.

Yang Yi was like a huge gecko, climbing down the cliff.

In anyone's eyes, this is undoubtedly an act of seeking death.

But Yang Yi is not afraid.

On the one hand, he grew up in the mountains and has a lot of experience in the jungle, and on the other hand, it is naturally because of his magical sixth sense.

Every time he stepped on a rock protrusion with one foot or grabbed it with one hand, if he was alarmed, he would immediately change his foothold or focus point, and until he was sure that it was correct, he would use it as the focus point to continue climbing downward.

Therefore, what seems to be an extremely dangerous and almost deadly act is actually not too dangerous at all.

Of course, just relying on that magical sixth sense, if you want to climb down this cliff and directly enter the White Dragon Village, it is far from enough.

If you don't have strong arms, you can't go down this way!

Several times, Yang Yidu's whole body was suspended in mid-air, and his whole body only relied on one hand to grasp the protrusion of a certain rock, dangling in the air, seeking a distant point of focus, which looked extremely terrifying......

But in the end, Yang Yi still successfully reached the foot of the cliff.

Here, it's extremely quiet.

There was a thick layer of snow on the ground, but there were no footprints or anything.

It's not that the bandits of Bailongzhai ignored it, but because this cliff is difficult for birds to cross in everyone's eyes, and no one knows the secret way to climb to the peak, so in the hearts of the people of Bailongzhai, this side may be the most unlikely place for the enemy to lurk in.

Therefore, their attention is all on the suspension bridge and other places in the front, and no one pays attention to this side at all.

The night was already deep and cold.

From afar, Yang Yi could see the bandits who were hunched their necks to keep warm in the shelter of the wall, and the low barracks made of stones and other things.

In the silent White Dragon Village, a black shadow quietly walked through it, disappeared into the shadows from time to time, and suddenly appeared somewhere else, looking like a ghost floating in the dark night.

Finally, Yang Yi stopped outside the door of a barracks and listened intently.

There were bursts of snoring from the bandits in the barracks, one after another, obviously sleeping soundly.

After listening carefully for a while, Yang Yi felt that the person in it should sleep soundly, so he dodged and got in.

He was looking for weapons.

The cliff was too steep for him to sneak into the cottage with a weapon, carrying only a short gun with him.

But if he wants to cause chaos, he must have a rifle to launch a sneak attack from a distance, and if he gets too close, he will be besieged!

Once under siege in this White Dragon Village, and with the super master of Long Dingtian, Yang Yi knows very well that no matter how good his skills are, he is estimated to be dead!

In Xu Song's eyes, Yang Yi's actions have always seemed too radical.

But radicalism is by no means stupid.

The bandits in the barracks, just as Yang Yi thought, slept soundly.

He didn't make a sound when he got inside, and it stands to reason that he should have found the weapon from the barracks without incident, and then left quietly as if he had never been there.

It's just that he forgot that when he lifted the curtain and got in, the knife-like cold wind also got in!

"Special mother, three watches in the middle of the night, what are you doing back and forth?"

A bandit sleeping near the door of the barracks opened his eyes scoldingly, and then saw Yang Yi.

was slightly stunned, and then he was sure that Yang Yi was not from the cottage, and he was about to roar loudly with a big mouth!

Yang Yi flew up, as fast as lightning, and his palm cut into the bandit's neck as accurately as a sharp knife!

In the slightest click, the bandit's neck was cut off in an instant, and the thug in both eyes died instantly, but the movement of the bandit's previous movement was not small, and it immediately woke up many bandits!

"Damn it, what's the fuss?"

Some bandits shouted and looked dissatisfied.

Yang Yi turned over and got into the quilt, forcibly endured the smell of sweat and feet that went straight to his nose, and snorted a few times vaguely.

The bandits, who were woken up in a daze, muttered to get up and release water, and then kicked a few times on the quilt to vent their dissatisfaction, and tossed for a while before falling on the bed, and the snoring sounded again.

"I almost got ruined by this bastard!"

Yang Yi leaned against the corpse of the bandit that had gradually stiffened beside him and said coldly, only then did he touch the bandit's rifle and take a look.

Mauser, although the gun is good, but the maintenance is extremely poor.

But Yang Yi has no more room to choose.

After disguising the corpse as much as possible to make it appear that the other party had died of a sudden illness, he sneaked out of the barracks again and climbed onto the roof of a house where he had been eyeing the hideout on the way down the cliff.

The house is on higher ground, you can see everything in the entire White Dragon Village at a glance, and at the same time there is a craggy strange stone forest behind it, as long as you rush into it, for a while, the people of the White Dragon Village want to encircle themselves, it may not be so easy.

Climbing on the roof lightly, Yang Yi covered himself with a large amount of snow to hide his figure, and also to avoid the wind, and then after observing the shooting boundary, he lay down to rest.

The body was covered with thick snow, and the cold wind was blocked a lot, but it was still extremely cold, and ordinary people couldn't bear it at all.

But Yang Yi was willing.

A few years ago, he was hunting in the mountains, and for a prey, he could wait quietly for a few days and nights in a certain snow field in the cold winter, motionless, so this was nothing to him.

Yang Yi's eyes stared at the high-rise building a few hundred meters away, according to the confession of those captives and Tanaka Xiaxun, it should be Dianjiangtai, where Long Dingtian lived in the cottage.

There is a light in the window, and there is a figure reflected in the window.

Yang Yi really wanted to shoot and try to see if he could directly kill Long Dingtian.

Bailongzhai can develop to the current scale, Longdingtian has undoubtedly played a great role, and even after a series of fiascos, these bandits have not fallen and scattered, and it is all because of Longdingtian.

As long as he dies, it will be difficult for this White Dragon Village to break up.

But Yang Yi didn't act rashly in the end, because he was not sure that he could kill Long Dingtian with such a cold shot!

On the contrary, once his whereabouts are exposed, not only will his life be in danger, but if the large troops in the regiment come to fight with Bailongzhai, I don't know how many people will die.

This is something he would never want to see.

Compared with Long Dingtian, killing Li Qingtai with one shot, his grasp is much greater!

Tomorrow......

Thinking of Li Qingtai's merciless scolding of him in Yuanguang County, Yang Yi's eyes couldn't help but shrink fiercely.

There are some revenge, and if you have the opportunity, you will naturally have to take revenge!