Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

"..."

Xiaoqing looked at the ice beads that kept condensing and melting on Mo Yun's fingertips, and suddenly took a deep breath.

“What should I do? (⊙o⊙)!”

She pulled the frozen hem of her skirt apart with force, and the dull pain from her lower back hitting the door frame made her sober up a little - she couldn't let her brother be restrained like this anymore.

"Brother, go chase her."

She reached out and pressed down Mo Yun's wrist, which was holding Bingsi. The warmth from her palm passed through the fabric.

"I can protect myself."

"!"

Mo Yun turned her head suddenly, her ice-blue eyes filled with surprise.

He was about to speak when Xiaoqing interrupted him:

"Have you forgotten? I am also a disciple of the Body Sect."

She moved her fingertips slightly, and a few strands of light blue rhythmic energy floated out from her sleeves, condensing into small ice flowers in her palms.

"Although I'm not as good as you, it's enough to hold on until you come back."

The copper heater in the corner suddenly made a slight "click" sound, and a faint red light appeared under the ice shell - when Mo Yun burst out his rhythmic power just now, he shattered the ice on the stove cover, and the charcoal fire inside finally let out some heat.

Xiaoqing stared at the red light, her voice much steadier than before:

"And he just wants to mess you up. The more you hesitate, the happier he becomes."

"Why is my heart so confused after this resurrection?"

Mo Yun's Adam's apple twitched. He saw Xiaoqing standing upright against the wall, her red, frozen fingertips tightly clutching the hem of her skirt, yet she raised her chin to look at him, like a wounded kitten raising its paw.

The sound of falling ice spikes came from the direction of the west wing behind him again, but this time, he was not as panicked as before.

"Watch yourself."

He only said four words, and the ice-blue rhythmic energy around him suddenly surged!

This time it was no longer a defensive ice shield, but like a sword drawn from its sheath, it rushed straight to the corner of the corridor with a sharp chill.

The ice silk instantly formed an ice wall behind him, protecting Xiaoqing inside. The ice patterns on the wall flowed like a layer of living armor.

"Oh? Finally figured it out?"

"Bai Tang" laughed behind the corner, and the chaotic energy suddenly exploded in the corridor. Countless ice needles condensed in the blue-gray fog.

"It's a pity it's too late—"

Before he finished speaking, Mo Yun had already rushed over.

The ice-blue rhythmic energy condensed into an ice shield in front of him, and the ice needles shattered into powder when they hit it. He didn't even look down, and his footsteps stepped on the ice patterns and quickly moved forward. Wherever he passed, the chaotic air in the corridor was frozen into ice mist.

"elder brother!"

Xiaoqing shouted from behind the ice wall, and suddenly remembered something, and took out a hand warmer from her arms - it was the one her sister had given her in the morning, and the charcoal in the stove was not yet completely extinguished.

She pressed the hand warmer against the ice wall, and the light blue energy seeped into the wall of the hand warmer, and the light of the ice wall suddenly became brighter.

In the corridor, Mo Yun had already caught up with "Bai Tang".

The icy silk was like a net, instantly covering the opponent's back.

But "Bai Tang" seemed to have eyes on his back, and he ducked away suddenly. The chaotic energy condensed into an ice hammer in his palm, and he turned around and smashed it:

"Aren't you afraid that I was lying to you? What if I had a backup plan——"

"You do not dare."

Mo Yun's voice was as cold as ice. The icy silk suddenly split, one strand wrapped around Bai Tang's wrist, and the other strand went straight to his face.

"If you really had a backup plan, you wouldn't be standing here talking nonsense."

"Bai Tang"'s expression changed.

The chaotic energy suddenly erupted, trying to shake off the ice silk, but found that the ice silk was entangled with Mo Yun's rhythmic energy, and the more he struggled, the tighter it became. A hint of panic appeared in the blue-gray mist:

"how do you know--"

"Because you're afraid."

Mo Yun pressed on step by step, the ice-blue rhyme energy flowing around him, even the frost on his temples had a sharp edge.

"You're afraid I won't care, afraid Xiaoqing can really protect herself, afraid your 'feint east and attack west' trick will be exposed."

"Uh~"

He suddenly increased his strength, and the ice silk tightened instantly! "Bai Tang" groaned in pain, and the chaotic energy on his wrist was actually frozen a little by the ice silk.

At this moment, the maid's voice came from the direction of the west wing. Although it was panicked, it was very clear:

"Young Sect Master! Palace Master A Zi is fine! The heater just got new charcoal!"

"!"

"Bai Tang"'s eyes suddenly darkened.

Mo Yun seized this opportunity and unleashed a powerful icy force! Bai Tang stumbled, his back slamming against the porch column. This time, before he could regain his balance, Mo Yun's ice shield had already smashed down upon him—not to injure him, but to precisely strike the chaotic energy on his wrist!

"Fuck-"

The chaotic energy was shattered by the ice shield, the blue-gray mist became much lighter, and even some of the original white fur was revealed on "Bai Tang's" wrist.

He retracted his hand as if he had been burned, his eyes filled with anger and panic:

"you--"

"roll."

Mo Yun's ice silk tightened again, and the ice-blue rhyme flowed through his fingertips.

"If you dare to show up here again, next time it won't be as simple as dispersing the chaotic energy."

"roll?"

"Hahaha……"

Bai Tang staggered as the ice silk pulled him, but he suddenly chuckled. Chaos energy surged wildly in his palm, and he managed to break free of the ice silk by half an inch. The panic just now seemed like an illusion, and now the hostility in his eyes rose again. In the blue-gray mist, even his voice was wrapped in ice chips.

"Mo Yun, do you really think this is the end?"

He raised his hand to wipe the ice particles from his forehead, his fingertips deliberately brushing against the wound. As soon as the blood beads emerged, they were frozen by the chaotic energy, becoming red ice crystals embedded in his fur.

"You can protect them today, but what about tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow? As long as I want to come, I can always stand in this yard. When the time comes, I won't look for Xiaoqing or Mo Zi. I will squat in the icy lake of your sect and inject chaotic energy into the water bit by bit."

"!"

Mo Yun's ice silk suddenly tightened:

"You dare to move the sect's foundation?"

"What's there to be afraid of?"

Bai Tang laughed even more wantonly, and the chaotic energy seeped down along his ankles, instantly freezing and cracking the blue bricks in the corridor.

"Your body's rhythmic energy relies on natural nourishment, while Mo Zi's cold energy must be suppressed by you. If I freeze my body into a pool of chaos—if she coughs to death, will you save her first, or break the chaos first?"

He suddenly took a step closer, his chaotic energy almost touching Mo Yun's ice shield. Amidst the sizzling sound of melting, his voice was extremely low, as if he was saying something secret:

"Oh, and I also know that your Shen Sect possesses a thousand-year-old ice jade, used by your successive sect masters to suppress the cold. What would happen if that jade were to come into contact with my Primal Chaos Qi? Would it spread along the ice veins throughout the Shen Sect, forcing you to break the ice shell before even drinking a sip of hot water?"

"..."

Mo Yun's knuckles were clenched white, and the lines on the ice shield were trembling - he knew best what it meant to the Shen Zong. It was not only the source of Yun's power, but also the foundation for Mo Zi to stay safely in the Shen Zong.

The word "sugar" was like an ice pick stabbing into his heart.