Chapter 1081 Curse (Page 1/1)

An ordinary night passed, but something extraordinary happened in unknown places.

A tragic battle ended here.

Sensing the dawn from the eastern sky, several street lights in the green space automatically went out, and solar energy was reserved to cope with the lighting tonight.

Zhang Zi'an moved his slightly sore feet for a while, and then he realized that his clothes and shoes were wet with morning dew and were blown away by the wind.

The central area of ​​the green space was in a mess, with shrubs and thorns being overwhelmed by large tracts, and the grass leaves were broken like they were cut by sword wind. Even the trunks as thick as thighs were added to the top of their heads, and two or three stone chairs were broken. If they were seen by the police, Zhang Zian would definitely be sentenced to invincible damage to public property and ask him to fully compensate... Fortunately, there were never police here.

The small area in the middle is even more amazing. The grass leaves have been crushed into straw slurry, leaving no intact. A pit with a diameter of about half a foot deep appeared in the soil. It was caused by the cat god statue struggling dyingly.

At the edge of the pit, stray cats were still breathing, almost exhausted, and they were covered with grass leaves and mud. No matter what their original colors were, they have now become small mud cats. Only their vivid and lively eyes show that their hearts are full of excitement after victory.

The same is true for Vladimir. He randomly wiped the mud from his face, but made the face even more complicated.

Lao Cha dusted the grass leaves on his sleeves, smiled slightly, and said, "Happy!"

It hasn't played so well in a long time because there is no opponent.

Although it seems a bit unfair to win by relying on more people, facing a cruel and bloodthirsty tyrant, Mao Mao was killed without any morals. Lao Cha is not a stubborn person who does not know how to adapt.

"Borrow, borrow."

The trap was surrounded by stray cats, three layers inside and three layers outside, and it was not easy to escape. Zhang Zi'an wanted to see what the cat god statue was like, but he was blocked outside and could not get in. Moreover, with his three-legged cat's skills, getting close to him while the fierce battle was in full swing, was equivalent to seeking death. Lao Cha had to be distracted to protect him. At this time, he saw that the battle had ended, so he wanted to squeeze in and take a look.

The stray cats looked up at him, squeezed to the side, and flashed out a path that could only accommodate one foot.

Zhang Zian had no choice but to take the cat step, step on the footprints of his front foot, and slowly move in.

After finally squeezing to the edge of the pit, he saw the previously arrogant statue of the cat god lying quietly in the pit, accompanied by rotten grass and mud, as if dead, with only slightly red eyes that it still had a breath left.

Its eyes moved slightly, stared at Zhang Zi'an without any hesitation, and said with all his last strength: "I will not lose, I will never lose! One day I will make a comeback and let you taste my pain today!"

When he spoke, his eyes were filled with hatred and madness, as if he was cursing the world, cursing Zhang Zi'an and the elves present.

"Do you still dare to be stubborn when you die?" Vladimir sneered, raised his front paws and clenched it into a fist, "How can I draw the sword in Yitian and cut you into three pieces! Let's see how you make a comeback! Take me a punch."

Zhang Zian waved his hand, "Don't bother, it's dead."

The red eyes of the Cat God statue gradually dimmed and had lost its breath of life, but its curse before its death still echoed in the hearts of Zhang Zi'an and other elves.

"Diet? It's so boring!" Vladimir put away his fists in disappointment.

Zhang Zian could see from the eyes of the cat god statue before his death that it was not a false intimidation, but a real hatred for them. For thousands of years, it has failed more than once, but it will always lie dormant for a long time and then rekindle again. As long as there are cat abusers in this world, it will never really die.

There seems to be no good solution to this problem. The most urgent task is to get out the body of the Cat God statue. You can't just throw it here. If you are picked up by others as scrap metal, it will be troublesome.

The statue is quite heavy, made of solid bronze. If you want to move it out of the mud pit, you must first enter the mud pit, and Zhang Zi'an doesn't want to dirty his new shoes.

He was hesitating whether to wait for Wang Gan and Li Kun to come to work, and then ask the two of them to go to the cart and shovel to get it together. At this time, Lao Cha let out a light exclamation, pointed to the mud pit and said, "Zi'an, look!"

Zhang Zi'an quickly stared at it, but saw a very strange scene, which made him stunned.

I saw that the body of the cat god statue was fading. At first, it faded very slowly and was not easy to detect. Then the faded speed quickly accelerated, and finally disappeared from the spot like a wisp of smoke.

"I'll just go! Where did it go?"

He rubbed his eyes and looked at the mud pit and around in astonishment, "Is it invisible?"

In fact, he knew that although elves can be invisible, the process of invisibility is not like this, but what other explanations are there?

Vladimir was also surprised, "This guy looks pretty strong, so he can't help but beat him up?"

Lao Cha opened his mouth and took a deep breath, shook his head and said, "Even its scent has disappeared, not invisible."

Zhang Zian scratched his head in embarrassment, "Forget it, just disappear. You really should have taken off its nose ring before it disappears... It's too late to regret it now, I feel like I missed 100 million!"

Fina jumped from the tree with a serious face, "The centipede worm dies without being stiff. It is logical that it will need to be dormant for many years after it is reborn again, but now it is a matter of trouble. Beware of its resurrection in advance."

Zhang Zian knew that with Fina's arrogant personality, he could say such words, which proved that he had suffered a lot from the cat god statue two thousand years ago.

Vladimir said indifferently: "If you have the ability, let it come. We can destroy it once, we can destroy it twice, three times!"

"Even if it is destroyed countless times, it will still be rekindled." Fina disagreed with it.

Lao Cha looked at the sky and suggested, "This place is not a place to speak, and this matter also needs to be discussed for a long time. According to Lao I, I have been struggling all night, so I should go back and rest first."

"I'm back to the palace." Fina turned around, jumped lightly onto the wall, and ran towards the pet store.

"Your Majesty! Wait for me!" The snow lion's short legs couldn't jump onto the wall, so he had to take a detour.

Lao Cha said, "I'm going back first. After the fierce battle, I need a cup of fragrant tea to quench my thirst."

After saying that, it also jumped onto the wall, and the rabbit rose and falconed jumped a few times, and disappeared behind the rows of houses in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Zian also planned to go back to the store first. It was just dawn and he could take a nap before the clerks came to work.

Vladimir did not leave, jumped onto the wall and turned to face the stray cat, clearing his throat, as if he had something to say.

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