In Meng Zhao's familiar words, it just can't kill people, but it disgusting people, which directly delays their rhythm and efficiency.

The tasks that could be completed in about five days may have to be delayed for ten days or even longer, not to mention the losses of the personnel that may be suffered in the middle.

Meng Zhao could not protect this elite force every moment, and once he was negligent and the secretly plotted, it could directly lead to huge casualties in the entire army.

This passive attitude made him very upset, and he hadn't felt like he was being plotted for a long time.

"To fight back, you must find the guy who is secretly tampering with the slightest, otherwise you will only be led by someone."

Meng Zhao bit the slightly dry and hard bread, and a pair of eyes with purple light flashed brightly, thinking in his heart with expressionless face.

Passively being beaten is not his personality, nor can he solve the current dilemma, so he must take the initiative.

But now there is a difficulty, that is, with Meng Zhao's absolutely powerful strength, he can't figure out what means the person in the dark used to interfere with them.

First of all, Meng Zhao is keen and proficient in the emperor's qi-seeking technique. It would be fine if he was a master and a strong man.

Ordinary warriors, when they approach them and play surveillance, must be unable to hide Meng Zhao's perception.

But the problem lies here. Meng Zhao did not find the suspicious person secretly surveillance and tracking them.

It was obvious that he knew someone was messing around but couldn't find anyone. This was the first problem and dilemma he had to face.

After all, even if he cannot find a goal, even if he has extraordinary martial arts, it will be futile and cannot solve the current problems.

However, living people can't urinate to death. Meng Zhao was not completely confused, but instead had some ideas.

What he could sense was only the unique qi, qi and blood, and the unique martial arts rhyme of the warriors. The emperor's qi-seeking technique is by no means omnipotent.

Some ordinary and not surprising things will actually be ignored subconsciously.

The more ordinary it is, the easier it is to ignore it.

He felt that perhaps the people in the secret did not approach them, but they must have used some method to monitor or even calculate them.

The most likely thing is that the person has the ability to control ferocious beasts, or has a spirit beast like the dragon Xiaojiu for his use.

This is a guess, but it is also a possibility that Meng Zhao has pondered based on the current situation, and the probability is quite large.

"Just work hard tonight."

After having an idea in his mind, Meng Zhao did not reveal it, but just arranged for his subordinates to take a break as soon as possible.

He didn't know whether the person in the dark could see this posture, but the corresponding disguise was still necessary.

And he himself leaned on a temporary hay mat and fell asleep.

In fact, I have already released my spirits and have not made any clear explanation of the soul power that the second person points to in this world, and I pay close attention to the movements around me.

Compared to this time, Meng Zhao no longer focused on the aura of warriors, but focused on those non-human things, such as insects, small beasts, etc.

Not only that, Xiaojiu, the dragon on Meng Zhao's waist, was also arranged by Meng Zhao, had already turned into a shadow, lurking underground, with its scales spreading, and terrifying insight and perception were everywhere, waiting for the prey to take the bait.

Time gradually shifts. Although there is no snow on this day, the weather is still gloomy and the mountain wind is still bitter and the wind is still bitter.

The temporary overnight place chosen by everyone is against a stone rock to block the mountain wind. There is a bonfire built inside to dispel the cold, and it also plays the role of dispelling insects, ants and beasts.

Although most of the entire team maintained a cautious attitude, even if they fell asleep, there were enough people to control their hands, but Meng Zhao was the only one who was focused on finding out what was causing the trouble.

As the night gets deeper, the bright moon hangs higher in the sky, and the mountains in the distance are faintly heard.

Meng Zhao always maintained a huge mental consumption and explored the surroundings, which was extremely delicate. If it were someone else, it would be almost impossible to support him.

He is the only one who has been with the soul of two lifetimes, merged with changes, and has a rare soul heritage in ancient and modern times.

At the same time, Meng Zhao also studied the ways of heaven, earth and man, and his spiritual cultivation became higher and higher, so he had such extraordinary ability.

I don’t know how long it took, in the northwest corner of the camp, a layer of frozen soil covered by ice and snow made a very subtle sound, which attracted Meng Zhao’s attention.

The movements came from the ground, but Jiaolong Xiaojiu did not sense any abnormalities.

The huge spiritual power was overwhelming and landed under the frozen soil like a sea of ​​terrain.

Then, a mouse, which looked snow-white all over and was the size of a human slap, drilled out from under the frozen soil layer.

Meng Zhao used his spiritual power to find out that this white mouse was an ordinary mouse with weak qi and blood and no mutation in his body.

However, he still closely followed the mouse because if it was so ordinary and had no ability at all, how could he hide it from the dragon Xiaojiu, who had been hiding underground for a long time?

That person's talent and instinct were much stronger than Meng Zhao. Its lack of discovery was enough to illustrate some problems.

This little mouse seemed to be lost, or was foraging and drilling out of the frozen soil, and immediately moved in this camp very actively, stopping and stopping along the way.

However, Meng Zhao seemed to have discovered some situations, his nose wings moved slightly,

"So that's the case. Did you use this mouse as a medicine guide to deliberately spread a certain smell that lures the ferocious beasts into madness?"

The little mouse moved very quickly and lasted very short. After slipping around in the camp, he used his two front paws to dig a small hole in the ground and drilled in.

Meng Zhao thought, and Xiaojiu, who was also ambushing the ground, quietly followed the little mouse.

The two have formed a spiritual contract and communicated with each other without any obstacles. Moreover, the dragon is a pure blood ferocious beast with extremely high spiritual intelligence and great powers. It is a method of hiding energy. If you keep up, you will gain something.

At the same time, Meng Zhao sat up, called a few guards who were vigilant, and called the sleepy people to prevent accidents.

He didn't know what the very light smell carried by the mouse had, but it was definitely not a good thing.

A group of people were sleeping comfortably and were woken up, especially late at night. They really felt like they were in a state of explosion, not just one or two people.

But in the face of Meng Zhao's strong authority pressure and the uneasy atmosphere these days, there were not many complaints.

The swords were unsheathed, spears stood in full bloom, and torches were heavy, illuminating the darkness around them amid the bursts of explosions.

Within five minutes, there were sporadic beast roars, and in addition, there were buzzing beeps.

Damn, Meng Zhao was rarely plotted against, and this time he was really angry. He stepped on his feet and disappeared into the camp like an arrow leaving the string.

Within a moment, the soldiers in the camp heard deafening explosions and the magnificent and gorgeous true energy in the dark night.
Chapter completed!