Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

"..."

As the companions were anxiously pacing and watching in the inn, an angry cry pierced the silent night sky:

"Modi, get out here!"

The roar was like rolling thunder, instantly attracting the attention of five kittens including Bai Tang and Wu Song.

"Um!"

Bai Tang was the first to react, his pupils suddenly constricted, and he shouted at the top of his lungs:

"It's Sister A Zi's voice!"

While his words were still echoing in the inn, he rushed towards the stairs like a flash of black lightning, so fast that he brought up a gust of wind.

"ball!"

Wu Song followed closely behind, teeth clenched, the flame energy around him pulsating uncontrollably. As he ran, he shouted sternly:

"Everyone be careful, this could be a trap!"

"elder sister……"

Xiaoqing's delicate face was full of anxiety, her skirt was blown up by the wind, and her steps were so rapid that she almost flew.

Da Fei took a step with his legs as thick as tree trunks. With every step he took, the floor could not bear the weight and made a loud "bang bang" sound, as if it would be stepped through at any time.

"Are we going to start?"

Mingyue's figure was like a ghost, and she followed with a few quick flashes.

The five kittens quickly went up to the second floor and rushed to the window impatiently.

Under the moonlight, Mo Zi stood alone, the spear in his hand emitting a cold light, and the purple energy around him surged like surging waves.

In front of her, a ball of black mist slowly gathered, and the figure of Magic Flute emerged from it. He let out a shrill and strange laugh:

"Mo Zi, I didn't expect you to dare to come to me, but it doesn't matter, your little guys will still be controlled tonight!"

"Humph--"

Dark purple eyebrows raised, he pointed his spear directly at the magic flute, the tip of the spear flashing coldly in the moonlight, and said in a cold voice:

"So what? I will definitely break your evil magic and make you pay for your actions!"

The Magic Flute laughed wildly, and the sound of the flute became more and more strange in the laughter:

"Hmph, you don't want your friends to get hurt again, do you? Then just surrender obediently and endure it!"

"Ah..."

In the inn, when Wu Song heard this, his reason was instantly swallowed by anger, his eyes widened, and the veins on his forehead bulged out like a twisted earthworm.

"You dare to order me to attack Sister A Zi, you despicable villain, you are seeking death!"

His roar made the windows buzz. At the same time, his right fist, wrapped in blazing flames, smashed into the wooden table with the power to destroy the world.

With a loud bang, the sturdy wooden table exploded instantly, and wood chips flew everywhere like bullets.

"No, no, this genius can't stand it anymore!"

Bai Tang was so angry that her face turned pale, her whole body was shaking violently, and her teeth were chattering.

"You are an unforgivable villain!"

He roared at the top of his lungs, waving his clenched fists wildly in the air, as if the magic flute was in front of him.

"If you manipulate us to hurt Sister A Zi, I will fight you to the death!"

"Wa ...

Da Fei's eyes were as big as copper bells, and his originally honest face became ferocious because of anger.

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and he roared loudly with anger:

"I will never let you go! How dare you let me hurt Sister A Zi? I will smash you into pieces!"

As he said that, he punched the wall hard, and a deep crack appeared on the wall instantly.

"..."

Mingyue's usually cold face was now covered with frost, like an iceberg about to erupt.

She clenched the weapon tightly in her hand, her knuckles turning white, and her voice was icy cold:

"You've hurt Ah Zi. I will definitely settle this blood debt with you and make you pay a heavy price."

"what--"

Xiaoqing's emotions completely collapsed, and tears burst out like a flood.

"You asked me to attack my sister!"

She screamed at the top of her lungs, her voice filled with despair and anger.

"How dare you ask me to obey you... I'm going to kill you!"

She pounded the windowsill frantically with her hands, her nails broke and blood dripped down the windowsill, but she was completely unaware.

Outside the window, Mo Zi and Mo Di were still confronting each other. The atmosphere was tense and a fierce battle was about to break out.

"..."

His dark purple eyes were wide open, and the purple energy around his body was like a mad dragon roaming over his body, and his clothes rustled violently.

Facing the arrogant provocation of the magic flute, she opened her red lips lightly, and each word was as sharp as an ice blade:

"Magic Flute, today is the day you die. I will destroy this evil flute and seek justice for the cats you persecuted!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the spear in her hand, wrapped in overwhelming momentum, pierced straight towards the magic flute like a flash of purple lightning. The tip of the spear cut through the night sky, bringing up a sharp whistling sound.

"..."

Seeing this, the magic flute raised the corner of his mouth in a strange arc, revealing a mouthful of cold white teeth, and let out a creepy laugh:

"Hahahaha! Mo Zi, you think you can destroy my flute? That's just wishful thinking! Under the sound of this flute, everyone must obey my orders. What can you do to me?"

Just as the spear was about to touch him, he retreated like a ghost, easily avoiding the fierce attack.

"Sleeping..."

Then, the Magic Flute waved the flute with both hands, and the shrill flute sounded again.

"Weng—"

The sound of the flute was like an invisible evil wave that instantly swept across the city.

The originally sleeping residents suddenly opened their eyes, their eyes were empty and lifeless.

"..."

They moved their limbs stiffly, like controlled mummies, and swarmed towards Mo Zi.

"!"

Inside the inn, Bai Tang witnessed this scene, his eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief, and he shouted at the top of his voice:

"Oh, no? We ended up like this last night, too?"

Wu Song's brows were twisted into the shape of a "川" character, his face was terribly gloomy, and he said through gritted teeth:

"This magic flute is vicious. It first controls our sleep, then manipulates our actions... We must find a way to break it as soon as possible!"

Mingyue's cold expression grew more solemn, and he gripped his weapon tighter. He stared intently at the influx of residents and said in a deep voice:

"The sound of the flute is the key. We have to find a way to disrupt his playing."

Xiaoqing looked out the window, her pretty face pale, her hands unconsciously covering her mouth, her voice trembling:

"How could this happen... so many innocent people were controlled."

Da Fei clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from exertion, and roared in a muffled voice:

"This magic flute is so abominable! We have to rush out and save Sister A Zi!"

"Bang bang bang..."

Outside the window, Mo Zi was surrounded by a forest of cats. He waved the spear in his hand tightly, temporarily resisting the attacks of the residents.

While she was struggling to resist, she shouted towards the inn:

"Don't come out! This is a trap! If you rush out rashly, you will only fall into his trap!"

Seeing this, the magic flute played more and more rapidly, and cried out triumphantly:

"Mo Zi, look at your current situation, isolated and helpless! These residents will gradually drain your strength. In the end, you and your little ones will have to obey my orders!"

Mo Zi gritted his teeth and retorted:

"Modi, don't be so complacent! I will never let your plot succeed!"

However, the magic flute's sound became more and more urgent, the controlled residents' attacks became more and more crazy, and the situation became more and more critical.

"..."

The five kittens in the inn were extremely anxious, but at a loss as to what to do. They looked out the window at Mo Zi who was in trouble, and their inner anxiety was like a raging fire, burning the air hot.