Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

"Hahaha……"

The Magic Flute laughed wildly with his head raised. His laughter was like rolling thunder, echoing back and forth in the narrow streets and alleys, shaking the dust on the eaves to fall like snowflakes.

"Mo Zi, I told you so long ago!"

The sound of the magic flute is sharp and piercing, like a sharp dagger.

"You've brought nothing but a bunch of burdens! Look at them! They can't even stand steady under the sound of my flute, and yet you still dream of resisting? You're simply dreaming!"

"Get out of here!"

Mo Zi was extremely anxious. He held the spear tightly with both hands and knocked the tip of the spear hard on the hard ground. The purple power surged out like a volcanic eruption, turning into a surging air wave, spreading to the surroundings, and instantly forcing back the residents who had gathered around.

She shouted anxiously:

"Everyone! Wake up! Don't be fooled by this evil flute!"

However, all she heard in response were the heavy and disordered breathing of her companions and the Magic Flute's increasingly crazy and creepy laughter.

"Just take a good look at them!"

The magic flute's hands danced quickly on the magic flute like the shadow of a nimble snake. The sound of the flute became sharper and sharper, like countless fine needles piercing everyone's eardrums.

"Bai Tang, that impulsive and brainless little brat, can't even lift his eyelids now, he's like a puddle of mud!"

"Wu Song, isn't your flame power usually formidable? Now you're like a lost dog, sprawled on the ground in a panic!"

"Xiaoqing, your sister cries all day long. She's useless and can't stand a single blow!"

"Da Fei, you have brute strength, but you stagger like a drunkard under the sound of my flute. And you, Mo Zi, no matter how strong your rhythm is, what can you change? In front of me, you are all just ants!"

"?"

Just as Magic Flute was mocking him madly, Mo Zi keenly noticed that Bai Tang's fingertips were trembling slightly.

It turned out that in order to stay awake, Bai Tang bit the tip of his tongue hard, and blood slowly dripped down his chin.

Under the intense stimulation of severe pain, he struggled to maintain a trace of consciousness.

"Sister Azi... I... I can still hold on..."

Bai Tang spoke vaguely, his voice as weak as a candle in the wind, but it revealed an unyielding stubbornness.

"!"

Mo Zi was delighted, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, and he shouted loudly:

"Everyone, like white sugar, use the pain to wake yourself up! We can't fall like this! We will definitely defeat this evil flute!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Di snorted coldly, his voice full of disdain:

"Hmph! A last-ditch struggle! Even if you're temporarily conscious, what good does it matter? Under the immense power of my magic flute, you will ultimately be defeated! No one can escape!"

After saying that, the sound of his flute suddenly rose, and each sound wave seemed to turn into a tangible black air blade, wrapped in a powerful evil force, slashing fiercely towards Mo Zi and others.

"boom……"

Seeing this, Mo Zi quickly waved his spear with both hands, and the spear shadows were like a forest, blocking the air blades one by one.

"Ah--"

At this moment, Wu Song bit his arm fiercely. The strong smell of blood instantly filled his mouth, stimulating his nerves.

The flame energy around him was like dry firewood that had been ignited, burning fiercely again:

"Magic Flute! Today I will make you pay dearly for what you have done!"

Seeing this, Magic Flute was not at all flustered. Instead, he laughed even more wantonly and wildly, his laughter shaking the air around him.

"Just a few of you, overestimating your own abilities? How ridiculous! My magic flute can command an army of thousands, and you, a bunch of little kids, are really dreaming of trying to stop a chariot with your bare hands? You're simply overestimating your own abilities!"

As the rhythm of the flute changed dramatically, strange red light flashed in the eyes of the controlled residents, and they roared from their mouths. They rushed towards them again like a tide, surrounding them tightly.

"Uh--"

Xiaoqing endured the dizziness and discomfort, clenched her hands tightly, and struggled to gather her rhythmic power.

Her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and her body was trembling slightly:

"Sis, I won't let you fight alone! We'll fight this demon together!"

"Wow! I will never bow to you!"

Da Fei also let out an earth-shaking roar, and waved his fists, making a whistling sound as he smashed heavily at the nearby residents. Each punch seemed to contain a thousand pounds of force.

"Humph……"

Mo Di looked at this scene, curled his lips in disdain, and the mockery on his face became even stronger:

"Don't overestimate your own abilities! I'll show you the consequences of opposing me! In the face of my absolute power, your resistance is futile!"

The sound of the flute became increasingly eerie, the tune resembling the whisper of a devil. The entire world seemed to be shrouded in darkness, and the oppressive atmosphere made the cat almost breathless.

"what!"

Bai Tang supported his heavy body and staggered towards Magic Flute, trying to get close to him and interrupt his playing.

"Hmph, get out of the way!"

However, Magic Flute waved his sleeve lightly, and a powerful sound wave instantly knocked Bai Tang away. Bai Tang fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

"Little brat, you think you can get close to me? You're just dreaming!"

Modriel taunted.

"ball!"

Wu Song was enraged upon seeing this, and the power of fire condensed into a huge flaming spear in his hand.

"what--"

He shouted loudly and threw his spear towards the magic flute.

The magic flute sneered and calmly played a rapid melody. The sound waves formed a solid barrier, easily blocking the flaming spear.

"Wusong, your attack is like a tickle to me!"

Modrière scoffed.

"ah!"

Xiaoqing waved her sleeves, and the rhythmic power turned into water blades, shooting towards the magic flute.

The magic flute blew gently, and the water blade was instantly shattered by the sound of the flute.

"Xiaoqing, your melodic power isn't even enough to fill the gaps between my teeth!"

Magic Flute said disdainfully.

"what--"

Da Fei roared and rushed towards Mo Di desperately, trying to knock him down with his body.

The magic flute played a strange melody, and Dafei's body suddenly stopped uncontrollably, with a painful expression on his face.

"Da Fei, do you think you can hurt me? You are so naive!"

Modrière laughed wildly.

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(This place is equivalent to the complete form of Zhulong, Gou Mang transformed state)

(It might even be stronger, and Magic Flute's special weapon hasn't been damaged at all!!)