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Chapter 1535

"Um?"

"That is?"

Chen Yang narrowed his eyes, changed his original casual attitude, and became focused.

Suddenly, the people in front were shouting and drinking, lighting up bee-smoked torches and bonfires, and the fat chattering in their ears drifted away as if they were isolated in another world.

As far as Chen Yang could see, everything in his field of vision was sharpening and slowing down.

Then, once again, a white light flashed.

He jumped out from a bush and plunged into a knee-high pile of mushrooms.

The pile of mushrooms rustled and twisted its waist as if it had been tickled.

Everyone present, whether it was the people who had the idea of ​​​​beehive, or the fat man who looked over eagerly, none of them noticed the existence of that white light.

It didn't know how many times it had done similar actions, but because it was so fast and the scene was so chaotic, no one really saw it.

Except Chen Yang.

"cat?"

A strange color appeared on Chen Yang's face.

He saw clearly.

That white light was clearly a white cat.

The white cat has soft, semi-long hair, yellow and blue eyes, and two small bags on its back. When it jumps, the small bags expand and stretch out its two wings, cutting through the air like sharp blades.

Winged cat!

If it weren't for this pair of wings, Chen Yang would have almost thought that this was an extremely ordinary bird that could be seen in flower gardens in any neighborhood.

Its size was different from the various animals and plants that Chen Yang had seen after the spiritual energy was revived. It was still small and exquisite, and a little girl could hold it in her arms and masturbate.

"I think I've seen it somewhere?"

Chen Yang frowned and recalled, confused for a moment.

"No, I must have seen it."

He pressed his hand between his eyebrows, simply closed his eyes, and replayed in his mind the scenes he had seen after returning to Earth, including those in the ocean of pan-consciousness.

"that's it!"

Chen Yang suddenly opened his eyes.

The memory replayed in his mind was fixed on a special scene.

It was in the depths of West Kunlun, where the thick mist was boiling, and creatures that were huge, strange, or legendary were vying to come out of it.

Inside, there was a cat that was poking its head, tiptoeing, even with its wings drooped, just short of the word "coward" written on its forehead, and sneaking out.

That's it.

Chen Yang looked at the mushroom bush where the winged cat was hiding, his eyes shining with light.

This cat comes from the secret realm of West Kunlun, the world behind the thick fog.

What is that place?

Cave?

Blessed land?

Another world?

Or something else?

What's inside?

What consequences will it have on Earth?

...

Chen Yang was extremely curious and also had a strong interest in this winged cat.

Compared to this, such a big hive and the honey that made everyone's eyes red, what did it mean to Chen Yang?

"Brother, we..."

Fatty couldn't bear it anymore and tugged on Chen Yang's arm.
Chapter completed!
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