Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

"Why do I feel a little regretful..."

Hidden behind the scenes, Ling Zuan, who had a full view of the battle, couldn't help but smack his lips and let out a strange and meaningful laugh:

"Tsk tsk, this battle is truly brutal! Feng Wuji, take it easy, and don't kill these little kittens of mine, or my test subjects won't have any rivals, hehe."

The sound echoed at the edge of the battlefield filled with smoke and ruins, with a creepy and strange tone.

"Uh-huh——"

At this time, Feng Wuji was kneeling on one knee, his clothes were torn, his hair was messy, and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, but his slightly trembling body could not hide the excitement deep in his heart.

"Whoo~"

His chest heaved violently, and every breath seemed to be savoring this exhilarating battle. His eyes flashed with madness and satisfaction, and he muttered to himself:

"It's been a long time since I had such a satisfying fight."

At this moment, Mo Zi, who had been resting with his eyes closed for a long time, slowly opened his eyes.

"Um!"

What I saw was a mess, broken buildings, smoke, and my companions lying in a pool of blood.

"this!"

Her gaze instantly fixed on Xiaoqing not far away, her pupils suddenly shrank, and her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand.

"younger sister!"

Mo Zi roared, his voice full of fear and anxiety. He rushed forward regardless of everything and pounced on Xiao Qing in an instant.

She gently lifted Xiaoqing's upper body up, shaking her with her hands trembling slightly, her voice filled with tears:

"Sister, sister, what's wrong with you? Sister?"

Xiaoqing closed her eyes tightly, her face was as pale as paper, the blood at the corner of her mouth was shocking, and she did not respond.

"Um?"

Feng Wuji raised his head and looked at Mo Zi, with an unruly smile on his face:

"Haha, you should be the last one. They are exhausted now, but I didn't kill them."

The tone was so relaxed as if this was just a game, not a life-and-death battle.

"you……"

Mo Zi slowly raised his head, his eyes instantly filled with hatred. His gaze was like two sharp blades, stabbing at Feng Wuji fiercely, as if he wanted to cut him into pieces.

"!"

At the same time, the power in her body slowly gathered, carrying endless anger and grief, and seemed to be about to explode at any time.

She gritted her teeth, her joints turning white from the force. She lowered her head and gently stroked Xiaoqing's face, her voice trembling slightly with anger:

"Feng Wuji, is this really you? After you fell into chaos, will you really only obey An's orders? Look at what you have done!"

Feng Wuji was slightly stunned when he heard this, then he raised his head and laughed wildly, his laughter full of enthusiasm and paranoia for power:

"Haha, I'm just pursuing greater power, power! Do you understand? You can't control me, and no one can stop me!"

After saying this, he licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the madness in his eyes became more intense.

"Is the leader of a sect really so cowardly?"

Mo Zi looked at Feng Wuji, whose mind was blinded by chaos, intoxicated in the illusion of power, and had no guilt for his actions. The disappointment in his heart was like a surging tide, completely drowning him.

“This world shouldn’t be like this!”

Her chest heaved violently as she suppressed her heart of grief and indignation. Her legs seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, yet she walked towards Feng Wuji step by step with great determination. Each step she took on the war-torn land left a deep footprint, as if she wanted to embed the hatred in her heart into the earth.

"Um?"

Feng Wuji watched Mo Zi gradually approaching, and a complicated bitter smile appeared on his face.

"Is this the end?"

That smile was as lonely as the last dead leaf on a branch in late autumn, as mocking as the biting wind in winter, and even contained a desire for death.

He raised his head and looked directly into Mo Zi's eyes. His voice was a little hoarse, but with a strange sense of relief:

"What's wrong? Is the daughter of the Shen Sect's leader, Mo Lan, finally coming here to avenge these so-called companions and kill me? Haha, that's right. Since I've joined An and am now exhausted, I'm at the end of my rope."

"Kill me if you want. In this world where the strong prey on the weak, the winners take the spoils. It's perfectly normal. I thought I'd die gloriously in a hearty battle, but I didn't expect it to end so pathetically..."

His words were full of resentment and mockery towards his fate. His slightly trembling body was like a candle swaying in the cold wind, which could go out at any time.

Mo Zi finally walked in front of Feng Wuji and looked down at him condescendingly.

At this moment, Mo Zi's face had no expression at all, like an iceberg covered with frost, exuding coldness.

Her eyes were like sharp blades flashing in the cold night, deep and cold. Just a glance at her made the air around them seem to drop to freezing point, making the other cats shudder.

Her lips were tightly closed, and no sound came out. However, the aura emanating from her body was more intimidating than any words, as if silently expressing her disgust and contempt for Feng Wuji.

After a long time, she slowly turned around and walked towards her companions whose lives or deaths were unknown not far away. Her back looked lonely and resolute.

"Um?"

Ling Zuan, who was hiding in the dark, witnessed all this, with a crazy and fierce light flashing in his eyes, like a poisonous snake hidden in the darkness, ready to launch a fatal blow at any time.

Its face was twisted with an expression of utter thirst for violence and chaos, and a disregard for life.

"Fight, why aren't you fighting anymore? Get moving!

"It screamed, its voice sharp and piercing, echoing in the dead silence of the battlefield,

"What difference does it make whether you're alive or dead? I'll transform you all into machines and use you as sharp blades for Lord An to conquer the Neko-no-Tsuchi!"

After saying that, it waved its hands wildly in the air and muttered something. The spell it recited was obscure and weird, which made people shudder.

"Weng—"

As the spell was recited, a huge piece of raw stone not far away seemed to be pulled by an invisible powerful gravitational force. With a "whoosh" sound, it shot towards the spiritual diamond like an arrow.

"hey-hey……"

Ling Zuan looked at the flying raw stone with a ferocious smile on his face. He clapped his hands suddenly, and the raw stone instantly exploded in the air, splitting into four parts, turning into four black shadows, shooting towards Feng Wuji at lightning speed.

"Hmm? What is that?!"

Feng Wuji felt a dangerous aura coming towards him and subconsciously wanted to dodge, but his movements were slow due to exhaustion.

"This thing, you!"

The four broken pieces of raw stone attached themselves precisely to his hands and feet. He instantly realized the spiritual diamond's sinister intentions. Fear and anger surged in his heart. He turned around suddenly, his eyes wide open, and roared:

"Spirit Diamond, you lunatic! How dare you..."

However, before he could finish his words, the Spirit Diamond just let out a sinister laugh, a laugh that seemed to come from the depths of hell, sending chills down one's spine.

"Uh-"

In an instant, the light in Feng Wuji's pupils was quickly swallowed up by the strange purple light, and an extremely terrifying pressure suddenly burst out from his body.

"call out……"

This pressure was like a raging tsunami or an erupting volcano, carrying the momentum to destroy everything, spreading out in all directions with Feng Wuji as the center.

"What--"

Mo Zi, who was the first to be hit, was blown away by this powerful force. She drew an arc in the air without control and fell heavily on a pile of rubble.