Peking Opera Cat Heart Feather

"Don't you feel ashamed when I call you brother and when the children call you uncle?"

Mo Lan walked in front, followed by Mo Zi and Xiao Qing. However, Mo Zi seemed to be in poor health and was in a trance. He was supported by Xiao Qing and came out.

"Ah... I understand, you, you liar, you know the method of sealing, you lied to me." After seeing Mo Lan coming out, Mo Xie knew that there was a way to restart the seal, and Mo Lan had lied to him at the beginning.

"You have no right to say that." Molan slammed the spear into the ground and looked at Mo Xie with only ruthless murderous intent in her eyes.

After hearing this, Mo Xie's face instantly turned pale as paper, and his body trembled violently, as if struck by thunder. His eyes revealed despair and anger, but also filled with disbelief. His limbs had been broken, and he felt a huge pain coming from above.

"Sister Xiaoqing, he was the one who framed your father! He was the one who actually researched chaos!" Bai Tang gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain as he struggled to his feet. His gaze was firm and determined as he stared directly at Xiaoqing, his voice filled with immense resentment and determination. He knew he had to tell Xiaoqing the truth; she couldn't be deceived or misled any longer.

"What?" Xiao Qing's eyes widened, and she looked at Bai Tang in shock. She couldn't believe what she heard. Her father was framed. She saw her father studying chaos from her memory, but she didn't expect that the person who was actually studying it was her good uncle.

"It's all Mo Lan's fault. You shouldn't have married a commoner, letting these lowly cats sully our noble bloodline! You bastards, you can't even act!" Mo Xie, lying on the ground, refused to give up, his voice filled with madness and resentment. He glared at Mo Lan fiercely, his eyes gleaming with malevolence. Though he had been knocked to the ground, the hatred in his heart hadn't diminished in the slightest, but had instead intensified.

"Go act it yourself." Bai Tang didn't know where he got the strength from, he suddenly rushed forward and knocked Mo Xie to the ground with one punch.

"This punch is for the three elders." Wu Song followed closely and punched Mo Xie to Da Fei.

"This punch is for Aunt Rong." Da Fei also grabbed Mo Xie's collar and punched him.

Mo Xie was beaten so hard that he rolled twice on the ground and collapsed to the ground. He was still trying to stand up with his broken limbs, and kept muttering, "You...you don't understand...you...will never understand."

But at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Mo Xie. It was Xiao Qing.

Xiaoqing clenched her fists, a surge of rage rising from her heart. Her eyes were filled with fury and determination. With a roar, she raised her fist and struck Mo Xie in the face with all her might. However, just as her fist was about to impact its target, it seemed as if an invisible force blocked it. Xiaoqing's arms trembled as she exerted all her strength to push her fist out, but no matter how hard she tried, it remained in front of Mo Xie, unable to move forward even an inch.

The three judges watching from the sidelines couldn't help but grow anxious. Their eyes widened, their mouths agape, as they kept shouting, "Hit him!" After all, what Mo Xie had done was truly hateful. "I want to hit him too!" "Azi, you know your uncle loves you the most. Azi, your uncle has always treated you like his own daughter. Your uncle loves you the most, right?" Mo Xie had actually mistaken Xiaoqing for Azi.

After hearing what Mo Xie said, Xiao Qing clenched her fist again and suddenly punched out. This punch shattered all the hair in front of Mo Xie, and Mo Xie fell in front of Mo Lan and A Zi.

"This punch is a blow to the deception we have suffered in the past ten years."

"Azi...Azi..."

Mo Xie raised his head with difficulty, and what came into his sight was Mo Zi, who was in a weak state. As Mo Zi looked at Mo Xie lying in front of him, a glimmer of hope emanated from his dull eyes.

She squatted down, looked directly at Mo Xie in front of her, and slowly said: "Uncle, I only want to ask you one thing. In the past ten years, have you ever felt any affection for your family?"

Mo Zi's already frail body grew even weaker after she asked this question. She slumped to the ground, as if all her strength had been drained away. But her eyes were still fixed on Mo Xie, as if she was trying to find the answer from his face.

"Of course... you are my most important tool." Mo Xie said tremblingly.

When Mo Zi heard the word "of course" from Mo Xie, his eyes lit up again, but when he heard the word "tool" at the end, his eyes completely lost their luster and he collapsed to the ground.

The three judges who were watching the show on the side really couldn't bear it this time. Zhulong and Gou Mang, who were already hot-tempered, actually rushed into the formation and punched Mo Xie. This punch made Mo Xie spit out blood, and one of his ears, which was originally upright, was broken.

At this time, Mo Zi, who was lying on the ground, actually stood up and staggered towards Mo Xie who was also lying on the ground.

"Sister...he...you"

Xiaoqing thought Mo Zi was going to help Mo Xie and persuade him, but looking at Mo Zi's frail body, she could no longer speak.

"With this punch, you've cleared the brunt of ten years of upbringing and instruction..."

Mo Zi walked tremblingly in front of Mo Xie, but did not try to support him. Instead, he raised a fist and punched Mo Xie hard in the face. Mo Xie was knocked unconscious by the punch, and there was even a circle of cracks on the floor under his head.

After throwing this punch, Mo Zi stood up and staggered towards the clan palace. His figure was thin and helpless, as if he could be blown away by a gust of wind, and there was no light in his eyes.

"Old slave, go and take a look." Nanny Rong, who had been standing by, was extremely anxious when she saw this scene, but she still reported to Mo Lan and hurriedly chased in the direction of Mo Zi.

"Xingtian, arrest Shenzong Moxie"

Wuqing, who was standing on the roof, finished his housework and looked at Bai Xinyu next to him. Bai Xinyu also noticed the meaning in Wuqing's eyes and silently put away the Four Symbols Formation.

"Accept the order, exile from nothingness"

Xing Tian roared, his aura suddenly erupting. His body, which had returned to normal, underwent another astonishing transformation. He tightly grasped his shield and halberd in both hands, and in an instant, the two merged into one, forming a massive mouth. This mouth opened wide, revealing sharp teeth and emitting a terrifying aura.

Then, two thick shackles suddenly burst out from that huge mouth. These two shackles flashed with a strange light, like demonic chains from the depths of hell, and flew towards the unconscious Mo Xie at an extremely fast speed.

The two shackles instantly appeared on Mo Xie's neck. After being locked, the two chains quickly turned back, and Mo Xie's body kept shrinking until he was finally swallowed by the open mouth.

"Going home"

"Wait, I want to avenge my master."

After Xing Tian captured Mo Xie, Wuqing and others wanted to evacuate, but were stopped by Xiaoqing and others, who wanted to avenge Tang Ming.

Seeing this, Wuqing threw the black gold token in his hand into the sky. The token with the word "behead" that had locked the entire city suddenly disappeared. Then another chaos hit the two flags that fell to the ground and had not been put away in time.

"I am here only for Mo Xie. You should take care of the affairs of your sect first."

"Don't be impulsive, there is an ambush." This is what Mo Lan said suddenly.

"Master, all the Peking Opera cats in the city have been blessed by Mo Xie." Wu Song thought that Mo Lan's ambush referred to this.

"No, there are several strange and powerful forces here. Let Panzong go."

After hearing this, Wuqing looked around and found that six figures had appeared around him at some point.