Chu Tian was riding the Old Yellow Wolf in the alleys. Rat Lord was right in front of him, jumping around on the eaves and street corners. A little silver light was looming, carrying Chu Tian towards the west gate of Qizhou.

Lord Shu had a very strong sense of perception. He avoided all the violent gangsters from the city of Qizhou, the hot-blooded forceful fighters who rushed in and killed people indiscriminately, and the naturalized natives who whistled in groups as they passed through the city. Chu Tian always walked on a quiet and safe road.

After running wildly for a long time, they heard a loud fighting ahead, and the sounds of weapons colliding and armor breaking could be heard continuously.

Chu Tian left the Jishan Academy almost at the same time as Chu Jie. The Old Yellow Wolf ran much faster than ordinary mounts. Chu Jie's team was large in number and was constantly intercepted and sniped by Ying Xiu'er's men along the way. When Chu Tian arrived at the west gate of Jizhou City, Chu Jie's team was frantically attacking the west gate.

On the west gate tower, a group of Jizhou soldiers were still resisting, and a large group of Jizhou city thugs and laborers were frantically attacking the tower. Bundles of firewood were set on fire and were placed under the tower, burning fiercely, making the soldiers in the tower howl in pain.

Nearly a thousand naturalized natives formed the Black Dragon Killing Formation, struggling to resist the attack of the Chu family's private army that was surging like a tide.

Chu Jie went to the Jishan Academy to attend the Longmen Banquet, and he actually brought with him 5,000 armored heavy cavalry. Nearly a thousand of them were knocked down by Shang Yun's thunder magic and the Qin crossbow formation in the Jishan Academy, and hundreds of people were lost on the way to the west gate. Now there are still more than 3,000 cavalry attacking the city gate.

Chu Tietu led several thousand men to kill crazily, causing blood and flesh to fly everywhere in the city gate. Large pieces of limbs and arms kept flying out, and more than 300 naturalized natives were almost killed by them in one breath.

The gate's heavy gate rumbled down, and the naturalized natives wanted to lower it to block Chu Jie's way.

Chu Tietu laughed grimly, holding the big knife tightly in both hands, and slashed at the Wanjin Gate. A cold mist surged, a gray knife light tore through the air, and the knife blasted the Wanjin Gate into two pieces.

The terrifying high temperature made the Wanjin Gate extremely brittle, and with a burst of sword energy, the Wanjin Gate exploded into countless pieces.

With a whistle, Chu Tietu and others turned around and returned, surrounding Chu Jie's luxurious and huge carriage, rushed out of the city gate, and headed towards Chujiabao in the northwest direction of Qizhou City.

Groups of sturdy men rushed to the west gate of Qizhou. They roared loudly and tried to catch up with the Chu family's private army. The Chu family's private army at the rear suddenly raised their hands, and hundreds of fist-sized goose egg-shaped lightning beads flew out and fell to the ground and exploded.

Flames flew everywhere, and countless triangular iron pieces tempered with poison flew in all directions. Hundreds of pursuers who rushed out of the city gate were engulfed in the flames. With miserable howls, their bodies were blown into pieces like sieves, and they fell to the ground covered in blood.

Regardless of the severity of their injuries, these injured tough men simply twitched a few times, and then fell dead with black blood oozing from all their orifices.

Chu Tian stood at a street corner not far from the west city gate and watched Chu Jie rush out of the city gate escorted by a large group of private soldiers. He felt inexplicably relieved and let out a long breath.

Shouts of killing were heard all around. Gang members in the city of Jizhou were breaking into houses and looting the property of the wealthy families that they would never dare to mess with on normal days. The shrill cries of women could be heard from far and near. You didn't need to ask to know what was happening over there.

Black smoke columns rose from all over the city of Jizhou like wolf smoke. At first there were only dozens of them, but by the time Chu Jie escaped from Jizhou city, there were already thousands of black smoke columns rising into the sky.

Thick and thin columns of smoke merged into one in the sky hundreds of feet above the ground, turning into a black cloud that enveloped the entire Jizhou City.

The fire flickered in the city, illuminating the black clouds above, making them bright and dark. There was also a brilliant blood-red color that merged into the black clouds at some point in time.

Chu Tian stopped thinking about Chu Jie and looked around subconsciously. There was chaos everywhere. Countless people were killing, countless people were being killed, countless people were being raped and looted, and countless people were being raped and looted.

The West District of Qizhou City was originally a place where the lower-class people in the market lived. Now chaos had begun to spread here. One simple house after another caught fire. Countless people rushed out from the streets crying, and were hacked to death on the spot by ragtag men.

Chu Tian wanted to do something, but he suddenly found that no matter what he wanted to do, it was useless!

In the midst of chaos and war, the huge city of Qizhou was in a mess, countless people were killing, countless people were being killed. Unless Chu Tian was a "god or devil" like being, what could he do?

"Oh, right, Agou!" Chu Tian suddenly thought of what Li Zheng and Zhao Xing said, about Agou who was captured alive by them.

"I can't save so many people, but at least I can save my brothers!" Chu Tian shouted and patted the old yellow wolf's neck hard: "Old Huang, find Agou, I know you can find him, right?"

The old yellow wolf howled towards the sky, and suddenly rushed towards the west gate with red eyes.

Countless naturalized natives were busy saving the wounded and treating their companions who were killed by the thunder beads. The old yellow wolf rushed past them with a gust of evil wind, and no one had time to stop Chu Tian and the old yellow wolf.

The old yellow wolf rushed out of the west gate of Jizhou, suddenly turned south, and ran wildly towards the south of Jizhou city.

In just a few breaths, those noisy naturalized natives were left behind. Several masters in armor followed the old yellow wolf and chased him for a while, but seeing that the old yellow wolf was running faster and faster, and Chu Tian was alone, these masters hesitated for a while and finally returned to the city.

After running wildly for a while, a strong wind suddenly blew up around Chu Tian. Zi Xiaosheng, riding his majestic golden-horned dragon horse, caught up easily and ran shoulder to shoulder with Chu Tian.

"Oh my, it's so scary! There's murder and arson all over the city. It's really eye-opening. I've never seen so many people acting like lunatics, doing so many crazy things. Human nature is so complicated. Do you know what I saw?"

Zi Xiaosheng said to Chu Tian with great interest: "The most timid and cowardly servant took advantage of the chaos and stabbed the butler, whom he dared not offend, to death, and even carried the butler's daughter away! What made a cowardly little sheep turn into a vicious wolf?"

Zi Xiaosheng looked at Chu Tian thoughtfully, and said with a smile: "Boss Chu, can you answer me why a servant who is usually timid and cowardly can do such a thing as murder and robbery?"

Chu Tian glanced at Zi Xiaosheng and said calmly, "There is a devil hidden in everyone's heart. Some people restrain him with morality and justice, some suppress him with righteousness, and some cover him up with cowardice and timidity."

"But demons are demons after all, and demons eat people. Everyone has the opportunity to become a demon. It just depends on whether you are willing or not."

Zi Xiaosheng was stunned. He said in astonishment: "This is not something a fisherman would say!"

Chu Tian glanced at Zi Xiaosheng sideways and said nothing.

Zi Xiaosheng suddenly burst out laughing: "Ha, I was confused, you are not a fisherman, you are the spy leader of the Dayu Temple of Dajin!"

The old yellow wolf ran very fast. Chu Tian ignored Zi Xiaosheng with a gloomy face, but Zi Xiaosheng followed him closely, like a ghost with hanging boots, and kept muttering helpless gossip.