Qin Feng opened the door slowly, and as soon as the door opened a narrow gap, a thick arm suddenly reached out from outside the house, and pulled Qin Feng out roughly.

Of course, the thin Qin Feng couldn't resist this thick arm, like an innocent lamb, being carried in the air by the owner of that arm.

Outside the door stood a group of fierce men, five big and three thick, each of them riding a specially bred horse, many horses breathed together, gathering a huge cloud of white gas, which looked very spectacular. Apparently, this is a gang that often loots in the immediate area.

The strong man who took the lead was holding Qin Feng's collar, not only cursing constantly, but also constantly punching and kicking Qin Feng, Qin Feng did not resist, and let them beat.

When the group of bandits had almost vented, the leading strong man spat in disgust, "Dog mongrel, if all the people in my snowy region are like you, they will be destroyed sooner or later!"

The strong man continued: "Pay the money!"

Qin Feng didn't say anything, silently put the money on his body on the snow in front of the strong man, and couldn't stand up, so he had to lie aside and wait.

The strong man picked up the money, glared at Qin Feng with disgust, and led his team to turn around and go to the next place to plunder.

On the spot, Qin Feng was beaten all over his body, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. He struggled to close the door, walked into the house and began to medicate himself, a hint of ferocity flashed in the white cat's eyes on one side, and he roared towards the door for a long time.

Yang Xian happened to come out of the house, and when he saw Qin Feng being beaten like this, the anger in Yang Xian's eyes erupted like a volcano, and for a moment, he even wanted to slaughter the snow region and take Qin Feng away to fly away.

But in the end, he still calmed down, and was caressed by Qin Feng's injury with a trembling hand in anger: "It hurts." ”

Qin Feng was still faint, "It's okay, I'm used to it." ”

Yang Xian's heart was distressed as if he was dripping blood, "They often come to beat you?"

"Hmm. ”

"Why?" Yang Xian's anger was aroused again, "You offended them?"

Qin Feng stared at Yang Xian's eyes for a long time, "I don't want to say it." ”

Under Qin Feng's clear eyes, Yang Xian's anger finally became a little less, and he said, "Next time they come again, I'll beat them for you." ”

Qin Feng smiled a little miserably, "Thank you, I'll solve it myself." ”

Yang Xian was about to get angry again, and suddenly found that the small wound that Qin Feng had been beaten out had already healed, and the big wound had already healed, and he suddenly became curious, "Your wound ......?"

"It's just a little better for self-healing. Qin Feng said lightly, everything seemed so ordinary to him, as if he was talking about what happened to others.

Yang Xian was completely speechless, and he was always inexplicably angry recently. When he was in South Vietnam, he was rarely angry, and no one could make him angry, so what happened lately?

After another two days, Mei Xiao was already able to walk, sit and lie down at will, but it was still a little difficult to go out and face the violent snowfall in the snowy region.

Mei Xiao was dressed in a thick snow-white mink coat and sat with Qin Feng. Mei Xiao's face was still a little abnormally white, but it was obviously much better than the embarrassment she was a few days ago.

Mei Xiao also knew about Qin Feng's beating a few days ago, but Mei Xiao and Yang Xian's focus was completely different, and he asked, "Why don't you fight back?"

"It didn't work. Qin Feng's expression was indifferent and detached, absentmindedly teasing the white cat in his arms, answering Mei Xiao's question.

Mei Xiao didn't ask anymore, and the two fell into a long silence.

Yang Xian stood in the distance and looked at the two people sitting together, feeling a little funny in his heart. Both of these people are the type to talk to others and say as little as possible. Listening to them is simply torture.

Fortunately, a special carrier pigeon outside the window broke the awkward silence, Mei Xiao slowly moved to the window, and reached out to let the carrier pigeon fall into the palm of her hand. This carrier pigeon is pitch black all over, and if it weren't for its iconic beak and round head, Mei Xiao would have thought it was a crow.

Mei Xiao untied the note tied to the pigeon's paws, which read, "Heishui Village, go quickly." The payment is one word: "Yi." ”

"It's her!" Mei Xiao exclaimed, "She's not in the Dian Kingdom?"

Yang Xian also knew a little about Mei Xiao and Yi Yi, "She won't come to the snow region, will she?"

Mei Xiao quietly suppressed a little throbbing in her heart, "No, we don't know each other." ”

"She's in the snow. Qin Feng said lightly.

The atmosphere in the field suddenly became a little embarrassing, and Yang Xian was surprised: "How do you know?"

Qin Feng stroked the white cat's smooth and smooth fur, and said slowly, "That pigeon is unique to the snowy region. ”

Mei Xiao was also a little surprised, this Qin Feng's insight was not ordinary.

Mei Xiao replied, "I'm recuperating from my injuries, and I'm going to set off after my injuries." ”

The carrier pigeon braved the bitter cold and flew into the long snowstorm and brought Mei Xiao's reply to Yi Yi's side.

Looking at the carrier pigeon that was gradually moving away, Mei Xiao fell into deep thought. During this period of recuperation, Mei Xiao looked at the snowy land in front of her every day, thinking about many things. The snowy sky is wide and boundless, and the sense of insignificance produced by human beings in the face of nature is infinitely magnified here. The sky is high and the sea is 80,000 feet wide, and all living beings are prostrate. Human life is insignificant to nature, but every life is unique, all deserve respect, and none should be taken away without cause.

Unlike Su Ting and others, Mei Xiao hates killing people very much, and after killing that Wu Dashan in a fit of anger, his heart has struggled for a long time. Perhaps, something that is deeply embedded in the blood is not so easy to change.

God does not have mercy on the common people, what can the common people rely on? I am willing to hold the sword in my hand and protect the common people with the sword.

What is the common people? Everything is for the common people!

Mei Xiao's sword path is the way to have mercy on all beings!

Thinking of this, Mei Xiao pulled out the pitch-black monster sword on his waist, and slashed out with a sword, and there was a hint of a different flavor in the sword momentum.