Chapter 53: Hanging boots ghost (2)

Chutian rides the old yellow wolf in the alley, and the mouse is in front of him. He jumps in the eaves and corners of the street. A little silver light is looming, and Chutian is galloping toward the west gate of Zhangzhou.
The mouse is very sensitive, and all the violent and chaotic Chuzhou gangs along the way, as well as those who rushed to slash and slay, and the naturalized people who rushed through the city in droves. Avoiding, Chutian always walks on a quiet and safe road.
After rushing for a long time, the front smothered the sound, the sound of the percussion of the weapon, and the broken sound of the armor.
Chutian is almost the Lushan Academy where he left with the footsteps of Chu, and the old yellow wolf runs much faster than the ordinary mount. The number of Chu Yu’s team is numerous, and he is constantly being intercepted and killed by Yan Xiu’s men. When Chutian rushed to the west gate of Zhangzhou City, the team of Chu was attacking the West Gate.
On the gate of the gate of Ximen, a group of Zhangzhou state soldiers are still recalcitrant, and the large group of people in the city of Chuzhou are clinging to the gates of the city. A bundle of firewood ignited a fire, and it was burned under the gates of the city gate. The state soldiers in the gates of the city were devastated.
Nearly a thousand naturalized natives formed a black dragon to kill, and they struggled against the impact of the Chu’s private army.
Chu Yu went to the Lushan Academy to participate in the Longmen Banquet, and actually carried 5,000 iron armored heavy-duty riders. In the Shushan Academy, Leifa and Daqin’s arrays of Shangyun were turned over by nearly a thousand people, and they lost on the way to Ximen. Hundreds of people, and now there are more than three thousand rides to storm the city gate.
Chu Tie Tu with a few tens of thousands of people will be madly slashed, killing the flesh and blood in the gate of the city, a large piece of broken limbs constantly flying out, more than 300 naturalized natives are being smashed in a breath Kill it.
The gate of the city gate _ rumbling fell, the naturalized people want to put down the tens of thousands of gates to block the way to Chu.
Chu Tie Tu ‘giggle’ smirked, holding the big knife in both hands and smashing it into the tens of thousands of slams. A cold mist rushed, a gray knife light tore the air, and a knife smashed into two pieces.
The terrible high temperature made the Wanshou Gate extremely brittle, and the knife gas was destroyed.
A whistle, Chu Tietu and others turned and returned, surrounded by Chu, the luxury, huge car driving out of the city gate, rushing to Chuzhou Fort in the northwest of Zhangzhou City.
The squadrons of the squadrons rushed to the Xichengmen of Luzhou. They shouted loudly and wanted to catch up with the Chu’s private army. The Chu’s private army in the back of the temple suddenly raised their hands. Hundreds of fists were shaped like thunder. The beads flew out and landed on the ground.
The fire was splattered, and countless quenched poisonous triangular iron pieces flew in all directions. Hundreds of chasing soldiers rushing out of the city gate were drowned by the fire. With the fierce screams, their bodies were blown up like sieves. It is the blood that falls to the ground.
Regardless of the severity of the injury, these injured scorpions were only twitching a few times, and all the black blood flowing out of the shackles fell.
Chu Tian stood on the corner of the street not far from the Xicheng Gate. He watched Chu Yu rush out of the city gate under the of the large group of private troops. His inexplicable heart was loose and he spit out a heavy breath.
Surrounded by shouting and screaming, the gang members in the city of Luzhou are breaking into the door. They are robbing the property of the big tycoons who they dare not provoke on weekdays. There are women’s shouts coming from far and near. What is going on there.
A black pillar of smoke is like a wolf smoke. It rises from the four places in the city of Zhangzhou. At the beginning, there were only dozens of columns of smoke. When the river escaped from the city of Zhangzhou, there were already thousands of black columns of smoke that rushed into the sky.
The thick and thin columns of smoke merged into the sky at a height of hundreds of feet from the ground, turning into a black cloud covering the entire city of Zhangzhou.
The fire shone in the city, and the black cloud that shone above the head was clear for a while, dark for a while, and there was a splendid blood color that I didn't know when it was integrated into the black cloud.
Chu Tian dropped the sorrow on the side of Chu Yu, subconsciously wandering around, chaos in all directions, countless people are killing, countless people are being killed, countless people are plundering, countless people are being plundered .
The Xicheng District of Zhangzhou City was the place where people from the city’s underground were living. Now the chaos has begun to spread here. The humble houses are on fire, and countless people cried out from alleys. He was hacked to death on the spot by a big man like a wolf.
Chutian wants to do something, but he suddenly discovers that he doesn't want to do anything!
The squadrons are chaotic, and the vast Zhangzhou City has become a mess. Countless people are killing people, and countless people are being killed. Unless Chutian is a sacred demon, what else can he do?
"Right, A dog!" Chu Tian suddenly thought of what Li Zheng and Zhao Xing said, and they were born and killed.
"I can't save so many people, but at least I can save my brother!" Chu Tian shouted and shot the neck of the old yellow wolf: "Old yellow, find a dog, I know you can find him, is it not? ?"
The old yellow wolf screamed at the sky, and suddenly red eyes rushed to the west gate.
Numerous naturalized natives are busy saving lives and dying, and are busy treating the companions who were killed by Lei Zhu. The old yellow wolf rushed past them with a bad wind. There was no one to stop Chu Tian and the old yellow wolf.
The old yellow wolf rushed out of the Xichengmen of Zhangzhou, suddenly turned to the south, rushing to the south of the city.
During a few breaths, the screaming naturalized natives were dragged behind them, and several masters wearing armor followed the old yellow wolf for a while, but the old yellow wolf ran faster and faster. There was only one person in the sky. These masters hesitated for a while and eventually returned to the city.
After a long rush, Chu Tian suddenly rolled up a gust of wind, Zi Yansheng riding his extraordinary golden dragon horse, he easily chased up, and Chu Tian ran shoulder to shoulder.
"Oh, it’s scary to death! The city is killing people and setting fire. It’s really an eye-opener. I have never seen so many people like crazy people, doing so many crazy things. Humanity, it’s really complicated, you know me What is it?"
Zi Yansheng said to Chutian with great enthusiasm: "The most timid and weakest family in the weekdays, stunned by chaos, actually killed the big butler who he did not dare to offend on weekdays, even picking up the daughter of the big butler. Let's go! What makes a weak little sheep a wolf?"
Zi Yansheng looked at Chutian thoughtfully, and said with a smile: "Chu Shitou, can you answer me, why is a timid, weak family member who can make murder and looting?

Chu Tian squinted at Zi Yansheng and said faintly: "Everyone has a demon hidden in his heart. Some people use morality and righteousness to restrain him. Some people use Hao Ranzheng to suppress him, while others use weak, Be timid to cover him."
"But the devil is a demon after all, the devil is to eat people. Everyone has the opportunity to become a demon, just look, you are willing or not."
The purple scorpion stayed asleep, and he stunned: "This is not like a fisherman's stall can be said!"
Chu Tian slanted the purple scorpion and gave a glance.
Zi Yansheng suddenly laughed and laughed: "Hah, I am confused. You are not the head of the fish. You are the dark probe of the Dajin Temple."
The old yellow wolf ran fast, Chu Tianyin's face was not arrogant, but the purple scorpion was hard to catch up with him, as if he was a slinger, and his mouth was screaming and letting gossip.