Chapter 940

Name:The Path Toward Heaven Author:Mao Ni
The little cat has lived in the seventh district for a long time. The plum blossoms often seen on the snow are its footprints. Those blood spots and bird hair are the traces of its killing masterpieces. It can even be said that it is the overlord in this area.

Until last night, everything changed.

The change of breath between heaven and earth made it feel extremely uneasy. It didn't even dare to go back to sleep in the nest in the shed or leave here. It climbed onto the birch tree and spent the night in fear. As a result, as soon as the morning light lit up heaven and earth, it saw an extremely terrible picture.

Those voles, those insects, those cicadas, and the food they once ate have become things they don't know, emitting a strange and terrible smell. Those stray dogs, those cats raised in other people's homes, and those cats who have fought with them have also become such things. Now even the tree where it is hiding seems to be coming alive, and the bird... When did the bird become such a terrible thing!

The little cat knew that if it went on like this, it would die. The fear in its instinct gave it rare courage, drilled out sparse leaves, and gave a slightly trembling and compassionate meow to the family in the opposite building.

It knew that the family was not ordinary people.

It saw the strange cicada kill a powerful human.

It knows that the boy who likes to wear blue sportswear likes himself.

So it didn't leave last night.

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Listening to the cat's cry, Huaxi went to the window and looked at it. Suddenly, the flower looked pale and shouted, "Oh, it's a little flower. It's pregnant with a baby. How did it climb to such a high place? I'll take it down."

It was too late. The blackbird heard the cat's cry, flew over like lightning and pecked at the little cat's eyes.

There was still time, because Xueji also moved at this time.

The planet is about to be occupied by the sea of dark things. Countless people are going to die. She can watch it indifferently, but she moves at this time.

She raised her lovely little round hand and fell on Jing Jiu's shoulder.

Well nine's body didn't vibrate. The finger pressing the piano key was still so stable, but his left hand on the windowsill moved.

With a slight sound, the blackbird turned into two as soon as it was halfway there, and the fracture was very neat.

If there is a way to preserve it, it can even be sent to 857 base for specimens.

Then the two blackbird carcasses turned into more fragments, and then into black smoke formed by spores.

The stained birch tree was also broken, a third of the height, just above the black scar.

In the clatter, the birch fell down, extending from the flower bed to the door of unit 7201, like a bridge.

The kitten came running from the tree bridge, jumped on the windowsill, swept into the room from the open window, and then disappeared.

Jing Jiu continued to put his left hand on the windowsill and his right hand continued to play the piano. He turned and looked at Huaxi and asked, "is it... Pregnant?"

The little cat's abdomen was only slightly bulging, and its skill was so agile that it didn't look like pregnant at all.

Huaxi said, "I feed it steamed cakes every day. How can I not know?"

The steamed cakes in the corner were finally eaten by ants.

Jingjiu asked curiously, "isn't it... A male cat?"

Huaxi said sarcastically, "Oh, man."

Jingjiu was also going to ask some questions about how many days it would take for Xiaohua to give birth. Suddenly, he felt a clear meaning from Xueji's small round hand.

——You don't have to play anymore.

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You really don't have to play the piano anymore, whether it's cattle, horses or monsters in the dark sea.

If there had been a tacit understanding between the two sides, it would have ended with the rupture of the blackbird and the birch.

The tranquility of July 20 was broken, a slight friction sound sounded, followed by a heavy landing sound. I don't know how many monsters rushed towards the dormitory building on the edge of the suburbs. Looking at the satellite image, it was like dozens of black torrents that instantly swallowed up the ordinary old dormitory building.

The magical picture that happens next moment cannot be seen by satellites or those monitoring UAVs in the atmosphere.

Wipe, wipe, countless crisp and low sounds sounded, like the paper was torn, like the green leaves left the branches, like the chopsticks were broken in two. In short, they were all broken sounds, indicating that countless objects were divided into two or more parts at this moment.

Those objects are the monsters of the sea of dark things that rush to 720 like a tide.

A lightning bolt came from the shed. Its head immediately left its neck and rose into the sky. Before it landed, it became fragments, falling like black snowflakes. Its body was like charcoal hit by a heavy hammer and turned into a pile of powder.

Dozens of half tails jumped into the air and jumped like demons in the dark light. But they could not fall to the ground, nor could they fall to the roof of the 720 building. They were cut into countless pieces at the top of the tenth floor.

More and more monsters came here, but none of them could touch the wall repaired by cement in July and 20, let alone the room with the window open, so they turned into pieces and fell to the ground.

The broken limbs of the monster are scattered around the old dormitory building like a rainstorm, and the black powder is flying in the wind. The picture looks extremely gloomy and terrible. It happened that I couldn't hear any sound except the soft sound of the cut-off wipe. There was no shouting, no screaming, and the strange silence showed a palpitating meaning.

Jing Jiu looked at the picture outside the window. He was nervous and confused. He didn't know what happened outside.

His right hand had left the key, but he didn't know where to put it.

Huaxi had long been stunned and grabbed the bread. He didn't know whether to continue to eat or scream.

Suddenly, she noticed that her brother had become a little different from usual.

The blue sportswear on Jing Jiu's body looks a little broad - that's because he is much shorter than usual, his body seems to be a circle smaller, and even his eyebrows and eyes are vaguely childish, like becoming an 11-year-old boy.

What's going on?

Jing Jiu doesn't know his body changes. Looking at the silent fragments of monster bones outside the window, he feels a little strange in his heart.

He knew that even if those monsters were cut into pieces or even pieces, it was difficult to die completely, and the spores turned from those cells were still infectious.

This intuition of danger made him a little uneasy, which turned into dryness, just like a wild fire burning in his heart.

A bang.

The whole world burned.

To be more precise, with the 720 building as the center and the courtyard wall and the edge of the flower bed as the boundary, all the worlds within the height of the ten storey building burned up.

This burning is extremely fierce, more like the deflagration of dust. The broken bones of those dark sea monsters are fuel. Just in an instant, the flame burns most of the bones into smoke, and finally forms a huge fireball, which slowly floats towards the upper atmosphere.

This huge fireball is in sharp contrast to the nine black suns in the distant sky.

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The wildfire in the sky is dying out.

Nearby monsters rushed over, were chopped up and finally died in the fire. The dormitory area finally ushered in tranquility again. The basketball court was still deserted. In addition to the grinding marks of the suspension board, there were also some traces of charred bones on the wall.

Some flames remained on the courtyard wall behind the 720 building, between the birch trees on the edge of the flower bed, and in the sky.

Those flames seemed to be born in the air. Only when you look carefully can you see that they were originally attached to some very thin lines.

Those lines are made of some kind of metal, because they are so thin that they can't be seen by the naked eye. In this way, they are tightly woven between heaven and earth around 720 buildings to form an invisible cage.

The previous monsters of the sea of dark things rushed here and were cut into pieces, which is the reason for these wires.

With those residual flames, you can vaguely see the trace of the metal wire, follow it, and can extend to the room with the window open.

Before dawn, Xueji asked Jing Jiu to play the piano, but only with her right hand.

His left hand remained on the windowsill.

When the little cat meowed, Xueji's little round hand fell on Jingjiu's shoulder.

The fingernails of his left middle finger grew longer and sharper, and then continued to extend forward. In an instant, they became very thin metal wires and disappeared into the air. They constructed such an invisible cage and covered 720 buildings.

Up to now, Jing Jiu doesn't know what's going on with his body, but when he opened the alloy door last night, he found that he has this strange ability, just like the liquid metal robot in the movie.

Yes, because of Chengtian sword, he is in a state of minimum operation in both consciousness and Tao heart. Not to mention using all things with one sword, even the most basic Castle Peak Kendo can't be used. He is a clumsy teenager.

But he is still strong and terrible.

Many, many years ago, at the beginning of the story, by the pond in that small mountain village, he once said this to Liu shisui.

——What I'm good at is cutting off.

Because he is the strongest in kendo history, but also because he is a sword.

Those flames outlined the outline of the sword in the sky and on the courtyard wall, which were countless thin and straight lines.

The residual fire gradually died out, and those lines were hidden in the world again and could not be seen.

Suddenly, a shrill cat screamed in the corner of the kitchen.

The little cat felt that there was a terrible and troublesome danger, and gave a warning to his companions.

It should be the blood thumb, which is not as invisible as dark energy, but almost invisible, and has more definite lethality and infection.

No matter how dense the sword net that cages 720 buildings is, it can't be so dense that microorganisms can't pass through.

Well nine didn't feel the arrival of those blood thumbs, but saw their existence. Maybe Xueji's little round hand on his shoulder not only changed his body back to the sword, but also brought him some other abilities. His eyes became very bright and the little boy became more energetic. Just when he was eager to try and light another fire to burn those blood thumbs, he felt that the small round hand on his shoulder had a clear meaning again—— It's boring. Keep playing. Well nine didn't think too much. The finger of his right hand pressed down on the piano key, making a crisp and moving sound, still like a spring. In this piano song he composed casually, the buzzing sound of mosquitoes flying happily on summer nights is faintly heard. I don't know how many mosquitoes appear in the building area with residual snow and slight cold wind. There were many slight crackling sounds around the building, some like the sound of old-fashioned mosquito killers. It's not mosquitoes. Those invisible mosquitoes from the town demon prison, I don't know what means they used, easily preyed on all the invisible blood thumbs. The cold cicada, which had disappeared for a long time, flew back to the windowsill like a lifelike jade carving and looked out quietly. Its compound pupil reflects heaven and earth and the nine black suns in the distance. There is no fear, only indifference and pride, like a king. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.