This is not a result detected using spiritual consciousness.

It is because people are in a tense state for a long time and have been lingering on the battlefield for too long, and have a strong sixth sense.

This feeling is very illusory.

But it was extremely strong, just like a wake-up call that suddenly sounded in Qin Mo's heart, forcing him to pay attention! Feng Xiao and others around him were all awakened.

Hua Wu stood up nervously and looked at Qin Mo.

Only Mr. Qin's words can make these people believe it. Even if it is just his sixth sense, everyone will not doubt Mr. Qin's judgment at all.

Because, he had made too many accurate judgments on his premonition! "What should I do?"

Bingxiao and others were obviously a little panicked.

Qin Mo calmly looked around the darkness and took a deep breath, "Don't panic! Notify all groups, all hidden in the mountains and forests, and find a secret place to hide."

"Should you not whisper and make no sounds! Breathe softer!"

"All groups, act quickly!"

At this moment, it is obviously unrealistic to escape, unless more than one million people are left behind.

There are more than 10 million people, and the daily marching is only twenty kilometers. If someone really comes, he will not be able to escape.

Soon, the green flag waved.

People who were sleeping in the snow were woken up.

"Everyone is hidden! All is hidden!"

"Everyone lurks in the mountains and forests! Everyone is looking for cover!"

Hum! Tens of millions of people acted nervously and fearfully at the same time, which caused several mountains to shake.

People panicked and searched for the nearest bunker.

Some people hid under the trunks, some were hiding under the rocks, and some people simply slept into the snow and used the thick snow to hide themselves. The long queues that stretched for hundreds of miles were all moving, and they all tense up.

But it's really difficult! It's really difficult! Tens of millions of people have notified each time that the time alone is as many as ten minutes.

It is impossible to amplify the spiritual sense, or use a loudspeaker, which can easily alarm the person who comes.

When the people on the hills in front had just been hidden, and the people on the hills behind were about to hide quickly, from the dark sky, it seemed like a meteor was coming. An old man in ancient clothes walked in the air, and the ancient road fairy wind came by the wind.

Those who had no time to hide were frozen in place.

People shivered in fear, as if at this moment, they could only use a way to cover their ears and steal the bell, pretending that the old man coming from the sky could not see them.

Some people even murmured in fear, "You can't see me! You can't see me! You..." and kept repeating the words in their mouths.

But their figures were completely exposed to the heavy snow, and on the white snow, even in the dark, their figures were so clear.

It's over! Everything is over! The Yanyang soldiers are ready for battle, and the Huawu people draw out their weapons one by one.

They stared at the old man coming from the sky seriously and nervously, and were all ready for a desperate battle. Feng Xiao showed his blue dragon battle halberd, emitting dazzling green light at night.

At this moment, there is no need to hide it! As many as half of the tens of millions of people did not have time to hide. Unless the old man in Tianji was blind, how could he not see it?

The old man stopped suddenly.

He looked down at his bright eyes and saw the scene of several hills in the Guangling Mountains clearly.

Although the spiritual consciousness here is easily isolated, the pupil power of the immortal level is not comparable to that of ordinary people, especially in this snowy day, the night itself is brighter.

And at this time.

Qin Mo's eyes slowly looked up at the sky.

I don’t know how long it took for two old friends to look at each other again.

When Li Zichen saw Qin Mo, he couldn't help but be stunned in the sky and stared at him in a daze, while Qin Mo was also staring at him quietly, and the two of them were just watching each other.

I remember meeting for the first time.

In the Republican Alliance, Li Zichen became Qin Mo's friend for a cigarette.

At that time, like the entire person who lowered the mirror, he was so depressed and outdated in the mirror.

And now.

The world changes.

It seemed as if in the blink of an eye, time passed for decades.

Qin Mo's down-and-out appearance was like a beggar, wearing a thick windbreaker that had been sewn many times, his face was covered with scabbed frost, and he was in a mess.

Now Li Zichen has already dressed in gorgeous clothes and is no longer worried about cigarettes.

Time seems to be frozen like this.

The two looked at each other, and even though they had known each other for a long time, they did not say hello to each other.

Qin Mo quietly held the sword in his hand, as if he had made the worst plan.

But he understands.

If Li Zichen wants to take action, it is unlikely that someone among the tens of millions of people will stop him.

He is the strongest immortal in the Republic League, second only to Long Liang's existence.

Li Zichen's breathing gradually became rapid.

He looked in the distant direction.

The dark people were as if they were blending with the entire dark sky at the farthest point.

This is not the number of people on a few hills, but there are more than a dozen hills, dozens... There are so many people. Some of them look up at him, either angry or begging.

Li Zichen swallowed with difficulty.

This magnificent number is probably millions or tens of millions, which has reached a level that is difficult for the naked eye to understand.

The scene in front of him did not make Li Zichen feel like he had achieved great success, but instead felt a sense of fear. So many lives! Swish! A cold sound of drawing a sword suddenly sounded in the quiet mountains.

The Longxiao Sword in Qin Mo's hand was unsheathed, and the dazzling divine sword illuminated his mountain.

He looked up at Li Zichen resolutely and was about to open his mouth to speak, but Li Zichen glanced at him deeply and left straight?

Leaving?

He really left.

After many minutes, people came back to their senses from the panic and nervousness. After repeatedly confirming that the figure on the sky disappeared, people realized that the old man had left.

People suddenly started to talk noisily, panic and fear spreading among the guerrilla army.

"Mr. Qin, what should we do next?"

Xiao Fan, the helm of the Yanyang Military Region, walked over quickly and asked.

Qin Mo said calmly, "Continue to rest."

"What?"

The guerrilla leaders were stunned.

"Continue to rest!"

Qin Mo said, "We can't escape even if we run away. It's better to have a good sleep so that everyone can stop talking."

Now that things have come, everyone has understood what Qin Mo means.

The so-called rest is to leave the will of fate.

...The morning sun shines on this not-so-rich land in Yanzhou.

Yanzhou is considered an extremely remote place in China. It is not an exaggeration to talk about being the border of China. In such a remote place, an immortal should not be in charge, but there is no way. The area of ​​Yanzhou has strong people and people are quite martial. When they attacked from the mirror, they encountered great obstacles. Even if they attacked now, they had to stay behind the immortal prince Min and stay here.

When Li Zichen came back, Tong Ru had already sat leisurely with Wang Zimin for tea.

Seeing Li Zichen come in, Tong Ru stood up with a smile, "Thank you, Senior Zichen! Have you gained something during this investigation?"

"No."

Li Zichen replied lightly, sat straight on the chair, poured a cup of tea, and drank it all in one go.

Tong Ru was stunned and couldn't help but wonder, "Hmm?

This is strange.”

"I explored the first half of the Guangling Mountains, but I didn't get anything. The entire mountain range was covered with snow and there was no people at all."

"Why didn't you gain anything?"

Bang! The tea cup fell heavily on the table, and the best tea cup turned into powder.

Li Zichen looked at Tong Ru coldly, "What?

If you don’t get anything, I must get something?"

Tong Ru smiled embarrassedly, "Senior Zichen, I definitely didn't mean that."

"Then you shut up! Do you understand?"
To be continued...