Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

The Xingluo class successfully escaped from the cell, and in a panic, they ended up in the master's hall.

"I didn't expect we could get here so easily!"

"Haha, then let's quickly defeat the Sect Master and liberate Bu Zong!"

"Um!"

Wu Song's brows were instantly twisted into a knot, his eyes were full of vigilance, and his sharp gaze was like a sharp blade, scanning the surroundings rapidly, not missing any corner.

He lowered his body slightly, ready to fight at any time, his voice low and full of doubt, with a hint of hoarseness:

"Something's wrong, this is terribly wrong. With Bu Zong's defenses, how could we have gotten here so easily? This journey has been too smooth, too peaceful, it must be a trap. Everyone must be careful and not take it lightly."

As he spoke, he subconsciously moved Bai Tang and Xiao Qing behind him to protect him.

"Wusong is right."

Mo Zi also looked solemn, his brows were furrowed so tightly that they could pinch a fly to death. His hands were unconsciously clenched, and his knuckles turned white from the force.

"Hiss~"

Her breathing became rapid and heavy, and the anxiety in her heart surged like a raging tide, almost drowning her.

She moved silently, each step was light and cautious, like a lurking black panther, carefully observing every corner of the hall, not missing any place where danger might be lurking. Even the slightest movement could put her on alert in an instant.

"Tsk, the stinky fart guy is starting again..."

But Bai Tang was like a cat without any problem, with a cynical smile on his face. The smile was so bright that it was a little dazzling, as if all the dangers in the world had nothing to do with him.

He casually swung his hand, and the justice bell on his wrist jingled with his movement. He grinned and shouted loudly, his voice echoing in the empty hall:

"Oh, Wu Song, you're just overthinking it! We've gotten through all those difficulties before, and this time is no exception! It's obvious that God is on our side, deliberately giving us a green light to liberate Bu Zong. Don't worry about it!"

He completely forgot the embarrassment and hardship he had experienced when he was imprisoned. He had not learned a lesson at all and was still as reckless and fearless as ever.

"Look at me, I'm in this state, and the cat hasn't come out yet? They must be afraid of this genius, don't panic!"

As he spoke, he took a few steps forward carelessly, looking left and right, completely ignoring the potential danger. At the same time, he swung the bell of justice in his hand, making it whirr, and the sound of metal collision was crisp and loud.

"Well, who is that?"

At this moment, Mo Zi inadvertently looked up and glanced towards the top of the hall. He saw a cat quietly reading a book under the thick shadow like ink.

The cat exuded a mysterious and oppressive aura, which made Mo Zi's heart tighten suddenly. A strong sense of crisis instantly came over him, as if an invisible big hand was tightly strangling his throat.

Without hesitation she shouted:

"Notice!"

The voice was sharp and rapid, breaking the originally oppressive silence in the hall.

"Hmm~"

Hearing the voice, the figure raised his eyes from the book very slowly, as if time had slowed down for him.

He first looked at them calmly, his eyes as cold as stagnant water in the cold night, without a ripple, and then he lowered his head to look at the object under the book, as if making a final confirmation.

Then, he slowly brushed off the non-existent dust on his body, each stroke was steady and powerful. He stood up with his back straight, his robe fluttering slightly with his movements, and his whole body exuded the majesty of a superior.

"Haha, the Xingluo Squad is indeed not simple. They were able to find this place all the way. Then let me formally introduce myself. My name is Bailisha, the leader of Bu Sect."

The voice was low and magnetic, yet with a hint of chill, as if it came from the Netherworld.

"It's you!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Song immediately mobilized all the Flame Tiger Rhythm power in his body, and blazing flames ignited in his hands. The flames were so hot and dazzling that they distorted the surrounding air.

He stood in front of his companions, like a towering mountain, shielding them from the wind and rain. He glared at them, the rage in his eyes threatening to burn Bailisha to ashes.

"Bailisha, you've caused chaos in Buzong and imprisoned us. What's your plan? You must give us an explanation today!"

"What explanation can he give us? He won't wake up until Chaos is eliminated..."

When Bai Tang heard this, his eyes lit up with excitement, his little face turned red with excitement, and veins bulged on his forehead.

He jumped up, his feet high off the ground, waving the Justice Bell frantically. The sound of the bells jingling became more and more rapid, and he shouted at the top of his voice:

"Wu Song, let's not waste any more time talking to him! Let's just go for it! I've been itching to do it! I've been locked up for so long, I have to teach this bad guy a lesson this time!"

He completely ignored how dangerous his current situation was, and didn't think about the lesson he learned from being caught before. He was so impulsive that he just wanted to rush forward and take action immediately, as if his Bell of Justice was a magical weapon that could exorcise demons and solve all problems.

"Humph……"

When Bailisha saw that they were ready for a big fight, an undisguised smile of contempt appeared on his face. He snorted softly and then shook his head slowly, as if he was looking at a group of clowns who overestimated their own abilities.

"Hmph, do you guys like fighting so much? I'm a guy who doesn't like to fight."

He drawled out his words, his voice full of condescending arrogance.

"what?"

When Bai Tang heard this, his eyes widened, his mouth opened into an "O" shape, his face was full of disbelief, and his head shook unconsciously, as if he was trying to sort out what he heard.

Soon, he reacted and was speechless for a moment. His neck stiffened and he retorted loudly:

"Don't you Bu Zong use your feet? Why use your hands?"

"Matsuko you!"

As soon as he said this, the other kittens in the Xingluo squad froze in their movements as if they were under a spell. Then they all turned to look at him, with the same speechless expressions on their faces.

Wu Song stared at Bai Tang with eyes wide open in disbelief. He then raised his hand and placed it on his forehead, sighing deeply, as if he was troubled by Bai Tang's reckless words.

"Matsuko, if you can't speak, then don't speak!"

Xiaoqing's originally focused eyes instantly turned helpless, she turned her head away, the corners of her mouth twitching uncontrollably;

Da Fei scratched his head, and a hint of embarrassment appeared in his silly smile;

"Brother, you brought this kind of stuff with you?"

Mo Zi frowned tightly, with a hint of annoyance in his eyes, as if wondering how he could have such a funny teammate.

When Bailisha saw this scene, the contempt on his face reached its peak. He crossed his arms over his chest, tilted his head slightly, and let out a sharp laugh, his nostrils almost pointing upwards.

"Hahaha, you idiots, you want to challenge me? That's just wishful thinking!"