The day after the letter was delivered, early in the morning, there was another rough knock at the door. This time, Yang Xian made great efforts to stop Qin Feng and won the opportunity to open the door.

Yang Xian opened the door, and the violent wind and snow in the snowy area swept into the warm room, making Yang Xian shiver, and his eyes were also confused by the heavy snow, and he could see things clearly after a while.

I saw a very tightly wrapped person standing outside the door, and Yang Xian couldn't even tell the gender of this person. The man couldn't help but leave Yang Xian, who was stunned, and walked straight to the house. Yang Xian even forgot to stop him.

The man walked all the way to Mei Xiao, who was sitting, "Are you injured?"

"It's almost there. ”

"Who did that?

"It's a deputy pavilion master. ”

A cold glint flashed in the man's eyes, "Understood." ”

Mei opened her mouth casually and said, "Don't be impulsive......"

The man glanced at Mei Xiao coldly: "Don't be persuaded. ”

Yang Xian closed the door and walked over and asked the mysterious man, "Who is Your Excellency?"

The mysterious man took off the face scarf wrapped around his face, and a rebellious, wild, but unbelievably beautiful face was revealed, and the eyes that exuded a fierce aura were particularly eye-catching, making her whole person reveal a beast-like ferocious temperament, "Introduce yourself, my name is Yi Yi." ”

Yang Xian shrugged his shoulders, this Yi Yi's temperament didn't look like a woman at all.

Mei Xiao asked, "Why are you here? You didn't go back to Dian Kingdom?"

Yi Yi glanced at Mei Xiao fiercely, "I'm checking the Dark Death Pavilion!"

As soon as Yi Yi spoke, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, why did he go to investigate the Dark Death Pavilion? This has nothing to do with the interests of the Dian Kingdom.

Needless to say, Mei Xiao already understood the meaning of this sentence, "Thank you." ”

Yi Yi's face suddenly turned red, and he wanted to hide it, but he couldn't find words for a while, so he had to pretend to be fierce and roar: "Who wants you to thank you!"

Yang Xian saw the clue, and snickered and pulled Qin Feng away: "Let's go out for a walk and come back in a while!"

Qin Feng was very puzzled: "Why do you want to go for a walk?"

Yang Xian: "Shut up!

In the afternoon, Yang Xian and Qin Feng returned to the house, Yi Yi had already told Mei Xiao all the information he had found about the Dark Death Pavilion, and the two were planning how to destroy the Dark Death Pavilion's stronghold in the snowy region.

According to Yi Yi's investigation, after Yang Xian and Mei Xiao escaped, the Underworld Pavilion immediately abandoned the original village and moved to another backup stronghold, and that backup stronghold had also been known by Yi Yi, and the rest of the matter was how to encircle and suppress it.

In this way, several people agreed that after Mei Xiao's injuries were healed, several people immediately set off to encircle and suppress the Dark Death Pavilion.

Yi Yi said: "I still have one person left in Heishui Village, I have sent a message to him, it is estimated that it will arrive in a few days." ”

Mei Xiao also sent a letter to Su Ting, explaining the movements of the Dark Death Pavilion, and asked Su Ting to send additional Wuyang disciples here to prepare for the settlement of the remnants of the Dark Death Pavilion.

A few days later, Mei Xiao's injuries were almost healed, and there was no hindrance in the operation of internal qi, Qin Feng also said that Mei Xiao had indeed healed, but the person Yi Yi said still did not come, and Mei Xiao and the others were a little impatient, and they couldn't wait to set off immediately.

It was getting dark, and there was a soft knock at the door, as if I was afraid of waking something.

Mei Xiao opened the door and saw a monk standing outside the door, with a capable body, a handsome appearance, a nose and bright eyes, and a little cinnabar between the eyebrows was just right, which made the monk more solemn. The lantern hanging outside the house was reflected behind him, as if he had been coated with a layer of gold dust, and the whole person shone brightly, no different from the heavenly gods and Buddhas depicted in the painting.

The monk behaved elegantly, clasped his hands together, bowed slightly, and said, "But Mei Xiao's benefactor?"

The monk's voice was calm and solemn, but not rough, and there was a kind of magic that made people feel at ease.

"It's me. ”

The monk said: "Little monk Mingkong, I came here today because of the trust of Lord Yi Yi. ”

"Please come in. In front of this monk, Mei Xiao always couldn't help but return the courtesy, but remembering that he was not a monk, he restrained his actions again.

Mingkong walked into the house without hurry, and titheed to everyone in the room: "You have been waiting for a long time. ”

Yi Yi said: "It's just in time, sit." ”

The monk was not polite, sitting at the table, closing his eyes and chanting Buddha.

As soon as the monk came in, the atmosphere in the room seemed to suddenly become solemn, and everyone in the room didn't dare to take a breath for some reason, as if they were afraid of disturbing the monk's meditation, and it was so quiet that they could hear a needle.

Soon, the monk also noticed that the atmosphere was not right, opened his eyes and said, "Although the donors speak, they will not disturb the little monk." ”

Yang Xian was a little strange: "This little master, do you know martial arts?"

"I understand a little bit. ”

There was an embarrassing silence again in the field, and Yi Yi had no choice but to come out to relieve the siege: "Mingkong is from the Buddha land, and he is the heir personally chosen by the great monks of the Buddha land, and his martial arts attainments are not under me." ”

No one noticed, and when she heard the word 'Buddha Land', Mei Xiao's brows furrowed inadvertently, but she quickly returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

A carrier pigeon broke through the air outside the window, and it was sent by Su Ting: "The disciples of Wuyang are gathered." ”

Mei Xiao suddenly became excited: "Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed! We can set off tomorrow!"

The atmosphere in the room became warm again, and even Qin Feng, who had always been indifferent, had a smile on his face, the only thing in the room that did not show anything was the monk Mingkong, who was reciting his own scriptures by himself, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with him.

Everyone went to bed early after dark, after all, the battle has not been won, and it is still very important to recuperate before the war.

The snowy night was cold and long, and the wind blew outside the window, with a terrible scream, and the few people in the room did not last long before they fell into a deep sleep.