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The ninety-eighth chapter thief living (1)

There was a sound of drizzle from the big tent.

Mr. Mouse was stiff all over, his tail was stretched straight, and his four legs were out of control and had to lean towards the big tent.

Chu Tian held the tip of Mr. Mouse's tail and carried him upside down, quietly turning into a stream of wind toward the large tent on one side. While quickly passing through the tents, Chu Tian flicked Mr. Mouse's forehead with his finger.

This is always shameless!

Mr. Rat was bounced down his forehead a lot by Chu Tian, ​​and then he came to his senses. He was furious and rolled around Chu Tian's palm, screaming: "Mr. Rat wants to watch the fairy fight, Mr. Rat wants to watch the fairy fight! Brother Tian, ​​Mr. Rat is so old, he has only such a hobby!"

"The life and death of millions of people, Mr. Rat!" Having gone away from the central army's tent, Chu Tian finally dared to speak. A wisp of a thin voice as thin as an ant's words turned into a thin wind and penetrated into Mr. Rat's ears. Mr. Rat's body trembled for a moment and suddenly became quiet.

After a while of silence, Mr. Rat sighed a little disappointedly, climbed down Chu Tian's arm and lay down on his shoulder.

"Millions of people, that is, you kids, take this matter so seriously." Mr. Rat sighed quietly, "If you see it too many times, you don't care. Mr. Rat had seen more than a few million people back then? Shocked, the scene of the collapse of the sky..."

A ray of red light flashed in the mouse's pupils, his whole body trembled violently, and his silver-white hair stood up one by one. His face twitched, and he couldn't help but reveal a hint of despair and horror.

The expression flashed away. Master Rat knocked his head hard with his tail and said in a murmur: "No, I have forgotten this paragraph for a long time? Why did it appear? Wash it off quickly and wash it off. It's too scary, too scary for the mouse. This... I can't remember it, can't remember it, can't think of it, can't say..."

Mr. Mouse twitched all over. From the top of his head to the tip of his tail, circles of silver light flashed rapidly, and the red light in his eyes gradually dimmed. After a while, Mr. Mouse's body slowly returned to normal and breathed heavily.

He lay weakly on Chu Tian's shoulder, and Master Mo said in a deep voice: "What did I say just now?"

Chu Tian turned his head and looked at him, and asked him curiously: "You said, the sky has collapsed. This day is not a real thing, how could it collapse?"

Mr. Rat was silent for a long time, and he said slowly: "I forgot, I forgot it all. But Brother Tian, ​​you said, I said this just now, I was afraid I did see it when I was young, right? But, if I forgot and don't remember it, don't mention it."

He sighed lightly, and Mr. Mouse took out a five-spice peanut from somewhere, broke it apart and stuffed it into Chu Tian's mouth. Then he held half of the peanut with both front paws and started gnawing with relish.

"Mr. Rat is old and has no fun in life. Just watch the widow take a bath, and go around every now and then, scared. I don't want to care about other things, but I can't control them. I'm old and weak, and I don't know how long I can live." Mr. Rat is lying on Chu Tian's shoulder with his feet facing the sky, humming lazyly.

Chu Tian glanced at the silver-haired "old" mouse helplessly.

You are old and don’t know how long you can live? You are really old enough, but judging from your energetic appearance on weekdays, you feel that you are more energetic than the world!

Chewing on the peanuts stuffed by Mr. Mouse, Chu Tian was suddenly stunned.

The peanuts are fragrant, crispy and delicious. They are really top-notch peanuts. I don’t know where the mouse master got it back when he was in the middle of the door. He immediately reached out and scratched the mouse master’s belly. The mouse master hummed angrily, opened his mouth and squirted it, and a handful of peanuts were sprayed out of his mouth. Chu Tian took the peanuts one by one and stuffed them into his mouth one by one.

"It's delicious, make more next time!" Chu Tian murmured vaguely.

"No, Shang Yaner, the concubine of Old Man Xun of Jishan Academy, was fryed by himself. The Jishan Academy was burned to the ground. Shang Yaner didn't know whether she could meet her again in the future." Mr. Mouse sighed softly: "This is a matter of the world, a good chef will not live long!"

Chu Tian was so sad that a mouthful of blood almost spurted out, "A good chef won't live long"?

Only Mr. Rat can express this feeling, right?

An independent camp ahead was heavily guarded, with a total of 1,000 green light spurting out of their eyes. It was obvious that the Tiangui Cultist with extremely high cultivation stood outside the camp with his head held high and his chest held the entire camp out of nowhere.

More than a dozen spacious cowhide tents were surrounded by high fences. Chu Tian looked at Ying Xiu'er standing at the door of a cowhide tent, looking haggard, and there were several hideous wounds on his face, talking to Ying Xiu'er out of breath.

Outside the small camp, there is a totem pole made of black jade in four directions: southeast, west and north.

It is about three meters high, and countless mysterious portraits of evil ghosts are carved on the square totem pole. A layer of dark blue ghost light about a foot thick surrounds the totem pole, and countless strange runes are swimming slowly like tadpoles.

A golden light flashed in Chu Tian's eyes. He raised his head and looked over to the camp carefully.

The four totem poles emitted a layer of blue light curtain that ordinary people could not see, wrapping the small camp inside.

Suddenly, there were shrill crying and screams. Dozens of evil ghosts possessed by the Heavenly Ghost Cult were laughing and scolding, forcibly dragging a few girls covered in messy clothes to the camp gate.

Ying Xiuer and Shang Yun were stunned at the same time. They pointed at the Tiangui Cult's disciples and hissed and cursed.

A group of Tiangui Cultists smiled strangely. They pressed the girls down in front of the camp gate, drew their swords and cut off the girls in half with one knife. Blood spilled all over the ground, and the girls were immortal for a while, their bodies twitched violently, and their mouths kept making shrill screams.

Chu Tian's scalp suddenly exploded, and his short hair, which had just grown half an inch long, stood up straight one by one, and a burst of anger rushed straight to his forehead inexplicably. He almost couldn't help but rush out.

He recognized those girls.

They were maids of Yishan Academy and Xun Yu's personal personalities. Later Chu Tian found out that they were all the eyes and ears of Ying Xiu'er who was placed in Yishan Academy. They cooperated with Shang Yan'er and took advantage of the Longmen Banquet to catch all the top figures in the Three States.

At that time, they stood behind Ying Xiu'er and were full of energy. The leaders of the three states were just prisoners who were slaughtered in front of them.

But in the hands of the Tiangui Cultists, they became pigs and dogs, allowing them to abuse and slaughter.
Chapter completed!
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