Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

At the same time, there was a figure above the window slowly watching all this.

"Humph, this is exactly what Bu Zong's Peking Opera Cat is like..."

"But can Time Crystal suppress these forces?"

Just as Mo Zi was fantasizing, an ice dragon flew out.

"Although the master's power is strong, it will slowly nourish your body. There's no need to rush. It took Master Yun more than ten years to accept this power!"

Mo Zi didn't answer him when he heard it, but looked ahead indifferently.

"Do you think I still have more than ten years..."

"I don't know if there's anything you haven't told me, but if there's a way to help me succeed quickly, please tell me. My brother's power is limitless..."

"It's the master!"

The ice dragon disappeared instantly. Mo Zi's eyes were still fixed on the storm outside, and no one knew what was going on in his mind...

……

They didn't know how long they had been walking in this place, and then with a "bang", Ma Buliang bumped into a wall that suddenly appeared.

"Oh, what's going on!" Ma Buliang cried out in pain and rubbed his forehead which was hurt by the collision.

Just as he staggered to his feet in the darkness and prepared to take a closer look at this strange wall, Zhirou's voice came from behind him:

"Ma Buliang, what are you doing? Why did you stop so suddenly?"

Before he could finish his words, Zhirou bumped into him.

"Ouch, it hurts so much! Ma Buliang, did you do this on purpose?" Zhirou was angry and annoyed, and reached out to slap Ma Buliang's shoulder hard.

Ma Buliang muttered aggrievedly, "How would I know that a wall would appear out of nowhere?" As he spoke, he groped the wall in the dark, trying to figure out what was going on.

"Strange, this thing wasn't there when we came in." Ma Liang's brows were twisted into the shape of a "川" character, and a feeling of uneasiness spread in his heart.

The two cats explored the wall left and right, trying to find a way around it.

But no matter where I went, this wall seemed endless and there was no way to get around it.

"Could it be that some mechanism has been triggered?" Zhirou's voice was obviously trembling, and fear quickly spread in this enclosed space.

Ma Buliang said nothing, his hands moving more and more anxiously. Suddenly, he felt a depression with a strange shape.

"Zhirou, come here quickly, I think I found something." Ma Buliang hurriedly called out.

Zhirou hurried over and took a closer look in the extremely dim light. The depression looked like a blooming strange flower with clear petal textures.

"What does this mean?"

Zhirou was full of doubts.

Ma Buliang pondered for a moment, stretched out his finger, and gently pressed on the center of the flower.

In an instant, the wall made a low roar, and then a faint light emanated from the flower print and spread across the wall like a silk thread.

The two stared at the wall, not daring to breathe. The light grew brighter and brighter, and with a rumble, the wall slowly shifted to the side, revealing a deep passage.

The passage was filled with fog, and a strange light flickered in the depths.

At this time, Zhirou suddenly said:

"How did you know there was such a place deep down?"

Ma Buliang didn't say anything, but walked forward silently.

But in his heart he was thinking of Mo Yun, “I am going to use your strength to fight you for the grudge from ten years ago.”

Seeing that Ma Buliang did not respond, Zhirou was full of doubts, but she could only quicken her pace to catch up.

The two cats continued walking in this deep passage for a long time. The surroundings were eerily quiet, with only the sound of their light footsteps echoing.

After an unknown amount of time, they finally reached the end.

In a place that looks like a meditation place, two flutes and a bow are placed there quietly.

"Woooo..."

The flute seemed to have some invisible magic that instantly attracted them both.

Ma Buliang and Zhirou unconsciously quickened their pace and came forward, staring at the flute with eyes full of amazement.

I saw that the two flutes were made of a strange material, which looked like jade but was not jade. They had a warm luster and the flute bodies were carved with intricate and exquisite patterns. The lines were smooth and natural, as if telling an ancient story.

"This flute... is so extraordinary."

Zhirou couldn't help but whisper, her voice full of shock and curiosity.

Ma Buliang stretched out his hand and gently touched one of the flutes. It felt warm to the touch, and a wonderful feeling instantly spread from his fingertips to his whole body. He was slightly startled, and some vague images flashed through his mind, as if they were long-lost memories.

"Ma Buliang, look!" Zhirou suddenly pointed at a pattern on the flute and shouted.

Ma Buliang took a closer look and found that the pattern was actually a strange flower that was exactly the same as the one they had seen when they triggered the mechanism before.

"Could this flute have a deeper connection with this place?" Ma Buliang muttered to himself, his eyes becoming increasingly penetrating. At this moment, he thought of Mo Yun and the ten-year grudge buried deep in his heart.

Just as the two cats were immersed in their study of the flute, the bow that had been neglected suddenly emitted a low humming sound. Although the sound was not loud, it seemed to carry some powerful force, shaking the surrounding air slightly.

Ma Buliang and Zhirou suddenly turned their heads to look at the bow, only to see that the bow was slowly emitting a layer of faint golden light. In the light, runes were faintly visible. Looking closely, those runes were gradually outlined.

"Phoenix Jade Flute"

"Dragon Roar Cold Jade Flute"

"Mysterious Frost Flowing Cloud Bow"

The words .

Then, they said happily: "Hahaha, Mo Yun, you were able to break my moves 10 years ago. Now I use your power to construct my magic, and you can't break it no matter what, right? And now you are dead, so let me use your power to take a good look at this cat soil. And now, your two sisters are outside too." Ma Liang's mouth instantly curled up into a dangerous smile.

Zhirou looked at Ma Buliang, the same cunningness flashed in her eyes as his, and she sneered softly:

Humph, now that we have this treasure, the situation in Cat Land is about to be turned upside down. We must plan carefully and not waste this golden opportunity."

Upon hearing this, Ma Buliang looked at Zhirou with satisfaction. The two cats had a perfect understanding.

Ma Buliang walked straight towards the two flutes, reached out and picked up the one marked "Fengming Cuiyu Flute", put it to his lips, took a deep breath, and slowly began to play it.

In an instant, the clear and passionate flute sound exploded in this enclosed space, like a phoenix crying in the sky. Wherever the sound waves reached, the surrounding walls began to tremble slightly, and fine stone chips fell to the ground.

Zhirou's eyes were filled with greed and excitement. She stared at the flute that was shining brightly and said impatiently:

"Try the other one!" Ma Buliang put down the "Phoenix Singing Jade Flute" and picked up the "Dragon Roaring Cold Jade Flute" and started playing.

The deep and powerful sound of the flute rang out, like the roar of a dragon in a deep pool, interweaving with the sound of a phoenix, releasing a majestic and strange power.

Under the influence of the double flute sounds, the entire space began to distort and deform, and the light flickered.

The "Mysterious Frost Flowing Cloud Bow" automatically floated in front of Ma Buliang, emitting a dazzling golden light. Ma Buliang grabbed it, looked at Zhirou and said, "Let's go out and stir up trouble."

Ma Buliang drew his bow and drew his arrow. A bolt of light, condensed from pure energy, instantly took shape. He drew the bowstring to its full length, and the arrow, with devastating force, shot towards the exit of the passage.

With a loud bang, a huge gap was blown open in the passage, and dazzling light poured in.

In an instant, the wailing sounds coming from the sky were like the cries of millions of wronged souls.

The voice was filled with endless anger and unwillingness, like rolling thunder, one louder than the other, making people's eardrums hurt and their hearts spasm.

Each sound seemed to tear the sky apart, venting unspeakable sorrow, making people shudder and fill their hearts with fear of the unknown.