There are 300 days of a year in which the snowy region is covered in violent snowstorms, 60 days are spent in the ravages of snowstorms, and the remaining five days are sunny.

But Mei Xiao and the others don't have a good impression of the sunny day, the clear snow is cloudless, the earth is white, and the two people can see clearly even if they are a few kilometers apart, which is extremely unfavorable to encircle and suppress the Dark Pavilion.

But God did not fulfill people's wishes, and they just caught up with these 365 out of 5 hundredths.

Early in the morning, Mei Xiaoyang Xian and Yi Yi smiled bitterly at the clear sky in the snowy region, but Qin Feng and Mingkong on the side were very calm, as if it was difficult for a trivial matter like the weather to affect their state of mind.

Fortunately, although the sunny weather caused them to lose their hidden barrier, it also made the people of the Dark Death Pavilion neglect their guards.

Mei Xiao got the secret letter, and the Wuyang disciples had secretly gathered in the direction that Yi Yi pointed out, and the five of them rushed towards the stronghold of the Dark Death Pavilion at the same time with a very tacit understanding.

Several people were almost in unison, and what was amazing was that although Qin Feng didn't know martial arts, his speed was not inferior to the other four in the slightest. That's pure physical power. Even if he didn't use light martial arts, Qin Feng's speed was so fast, if Qin Feng learned martial arts, then I'm afraid that no one among the few people could match him.

At the forefront is Yang Xian, he has a pure state of mind, looks at things very objectively, and can often come up with unexpected methods, and his light achievements are also the best among these people, and it is normal to run in front.

Compared with Qin Feng and Yang Xian, the most amazing thing is Mei Xiao, he fell last, he seemed to be unhurried, holding his strange sword and moving slowly, obviously counting him the most anxious before leaving, but now he is not in a hurry, slowly, his eyes are empty, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

With the footsteps of five people, they soon approached the stronghold of the Dark Death Pavilion. The Dark Pavilion is also clever, and does not hide its stronghold in the deep mountains and dense forests, but builds on a flat snowy field, which can be quickly discovered even if an enemy is attacking. From this point of view, it is not unreasonable that the Dark Pavilion can exist to this day.

Today is a rare sunny day in the snowy region, and a bewitching man comes out of a semi-underground secret room, somewhat greedily breathing in the fresh air of the outside world.

It's been a long time since I've seen a sunny day. Since he was sent out by the pavilion master, the number of times he can see the sun in a year is only a handful, if it weren't for the sect master's kindness to him, why would he suffer this sin, go to the beach to sunbathe, sleep at home and sleep beauty sleep It doesn't smell good?

The bewitching man let out a long sigh and stopped his thoughts. What can't be done, it's better not to think about it.

Suddenly, a wriggling piece of snow caught his attention, it was just a temporary stronghold that connected several houses together, no bigger than the previous village, and everything around could be seen at a glance.

The wriggling snow bag was getting closer and closer, and just as the bewitching man was about to call someone to take a look, the snow bag suddenly exploded, and a person jumped out of it.

At this moment, it seemed that some magic switch was turned on, and with a breath, the surrounding snow suddenly exploded one after another, and a group of people emerged from it and surrounded the stronghold.

The people in the Dark Pavilion ran out of the house one after another, looking at the dense crowd of people around, a little desperate, obviously unable to get out.

The bewitching man with a group of commanders and a few diehards of the Dark Death Pavilion planned to resist, but they were surrounded by water, and everyone around them had a jealous and hateful expression, and those people had the word 'Wu' embroidered on their chests, and they held bright swords, which looked a little dazzling under the snowy clear sky.

The bewitching man looked around, and there were only a few people left who really followed him.

The bewitching man rarely spoke in a sweet and greasy voice, "Thank you, you are still willing to follow me, you can go, you don't have to die here with me." ”

Hearing this, the people around them began to disperse gradually, their original idea was to gamble, in case this deputy pavilion master can win, then they will be able to follow one step to the sky, but now, even this deputy pavilion master himself is not confident that he can win, then they will really be sent to death if they follow.

The people of the Dark Pavilion tried to walk towards the encirclement, but the people who formed the encirclement ignored the people who wanted to escape, and let them escape through the encirclement.

Half an hour later, the entire Dark Pavilion stronghold was almost completely empty, not only was there no one, but the wealth accumulated in this stronghold over the past few years was also looted.

A voice with a generous voice almost tragic sounded: "The world is bustling, all for profit, and the world is bustling, all for profit." I don't want profit, I only hope for love and righteousness;

Mei Xiao and the others had already arrived, and it was Mei Xiao's instructions that the disciples of the Wuyang Hall had just let those people from the Dark Death Pavilion leave. Mei Xiao stopped Yi Yi and the others: "Let me solve my business." ”

Mei Xiao slowly walked to the front and looked at the bewitching man, at this time, the bewitching man's face was only a little sad, and there was no other emotion.

Mei Xiao asked softly, "Do you remember me?"

The bewitching man smiled bitterly: "Remember, the half-dead kid who escaped from me." ”

Mei Xiao said seriously: "I know you wanted to kill me in the first place. But I don't want to kill you. ”

The man was a little stunned, "Why?"

"I was once told that if you think it's right, you do it. Mei Xiao said lightly: "My heart tells me that if I kill you, it will be uncomfortable." ”

Mei Xiao pondered for a while, "You go." ”

Yi Yi, Yang Xian and others behind Mei Xiao were a little surprised, what is Mei Xiao doing?

The bewitching man hesitated, but left, and when he passed by Mei Xiao's side, the bewitching man said in a voice that only Mei Xiao could hear: "Let go of the enemy easily, you will suffer in the future." ”

The bewitching man walked away without looking back, slower and slower, slower, and slower, and at last, he fell straight to the ground, his eyes wide open, as if he was a little dazed.

The bewitching man lying on the ground is like a plum blossom blooming from the snow, blooming in the white snow, which looks particularly dazzling.

Mei Xiao sighed deeply and said silently, "Still don't you want to live?"

No one noticed that Qin Feng, who was standing the farthest, looked at the corpse of the bewitching man, and a strange look flashed on his face.