Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

At the same time, in Bu Zong’s palace, candlelight flickered in the quiet hall.

"Hey, it seems there have been some unusual movements in the past few days..."

An old cat dressed in luxurious robes and with extraordinary temperament was meditating with his eyes closed. Suddenly, he slowly opened his eyes, an elusive light flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly: "But I didn't expect that some guests from my Bu Sect are coming too." The voice was low and long, echoing in the empty hall.

"Ha ha……"

Then, a younger figure raised his head and looked towards the source of the voice.

"Um?"

It was a young disciple dressed in Bu Zong's attire, his face full of confusion, and he asked with a bow:

"Brother, what did you just say?"

The voice just laughed again, "Hehe," with a hint of mystery, and then closed its eyes again without answering.

The young disciple frowned slightly, with curiosity and doubt in his eyes becoming even stronger. He took a step forward and wanted to ask more questions, but he saw that the old cat had an indifferent expression and looked unwilling to say more. He had no choice but to swallow all his questions and stood quietly aside, looking up at the old cat from time to time, wondering who the upcoming "guest" was.

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His gaze quickly returned to the scene of the intense battle, and all he saw was chaos.

"Bump..."

Tables and chairs were scattered all over the place, broken wood chips were flying everywhere, and the turbid dust and the strong smell of battle were intertwined, filling every inch of the air.

"Come on, you damned fellow! I'll see if I can't kill you with my hammer..."

Bai Tang was like an agile monkey, waving the bell of justice in his hand tightly.

"Running Dragon..."

The golden light flickered and jumped wildly with his every movement, like stars streaking across the night sky, eagerly searching for the enemy's flaws and trying to deliver a fatal blow.

"Maruko, control yourself! Don't be too impatient and fall into his trap..."

Wu Songze's hands were bulging with veins as he tightly gripped the Flame Tiger heavy cannon. Blazing flames continuously spurted out of the muzzle. The scalding flames were like surging magma. Every attack was accompanied by a whistling sound of wind, and was extremely powerful.

“Wow…”

"Just stay with me, I'll cover you!"

Da Fei was like a towering mountain. With his extremely strong physique, he stood firmly on the battlefield like an indestructible mobile fortress. He withstood the fierce attacks of the sub-clan leader time and time again, and his solid body never wavered.

"Hey, can you two pay more attention to your sides? Why are you always so impatient..."

Xiaoqing danced lightly with her sleeves, which were like two nimble long snakes, winding and weaving in the air, sometimes entwining like ropes, sometimes lashing like whips, trying to use all her strength to restrain the actions of the tribe leader.

"Sorry, sorry, Sister Xiaoqing..."

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(In a few chapters, this Bu Zong will be over. Each of my chapters will be about the same, about 100 chapters at most.)

(For now, I plan to use the treasure to directly approach the so-called Zong Palace, and finally meet the Zong Lord directly through some special relationship!)

(Also, there are some new things circulating on the Internet or some special settings will be added. If there are new settings later, you can also post them directly, and I will try my best to add them later.)