In the past two hundred years, an organization called "Wang Ting" emerged, threatening the world, and overwhelming all the major forces in the Chaos World with extremely ferocious momentum.
Long family, Mo family, Han family, Ming family...
One after another, powerful families fell apart under the pressure of the royal court, collapsed, and finally disappeared under the rolling wheels of history.
As powerful as the Zuo family, they were overwhelmed by the power of the royal court and could only be described as barely surviving.
When he returned to the Zuo family, Zuo Buliu was no longer the weak and humble fat man he was before. He was the new Chaos Guard of the Royal Court and one of the nine strongest masters under the Lord of Chaos.
Seeing Zuo Guyun again, Zuo Buliu almost thought there was something wrong with his eyes.
A mere two hundred years, for a master like the head of the Zuo family, is like two months for an ordinary person, and is not worth mentioning at all.
But Zuo Guyun had gray hair on his temples, a face full of wrinkles, and an extremely depressed look. He was actually much older than the naked eye.
The eldest brother Zuo Yunxi and the third brother Zuo Zhuying have both died in the confrontation with the royal court. The only remaining second brother Zuo Qingchan of the family leader also lost an arm. His strength plummeted and his already bad temperament also changed.
Getting more and more irritable.
Even though they were in such a state of desolation, when Zuo Buliu appeared, there was no joy on their faces, showing deep disgust and contempt as always.
"Marry your little sister to a farmer's family."
Having a panoramic view of the two people's expressions, Zuo Buli was as cold as ice and just asked lightly, "Have you ever regretted it?"
"presumptuous!"
This question made Zuo Guyun angry, "Yuehua is my daughter, so I will naturally make the decision on her marriage. How can you, a loser, get to make irresponsible remarks?"
Zuo Buliu nodded, turned and left expressionlessly, without saying another word.
In the following days, people in the Zuo family would die inexplicably every day, ranging from a few people to as many as ten or twenty people. The murderer was elusive. No matter how Zuo Guyun searched, he could not find any trace.
As a result, the already precarious Zuo family became increasingly panicked, and a dark cloud hung over the hearts of the entire family, making them breathless.
Two months later, apart from Zuo Guyun and his son, there was no one left in the Zuo family.
Even those who did not die mysteriously packed up their belongings and ran away at night in order to save their lives. The once glorious super family was actually empty of people, and it was extremely desolate.
"Have you ever regretted it?"
Zuo Buliu appeared in front of the two of them again and asked the same question.
"I act according to the ancient rhyme.
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Zuo Guyun glanced at him and did not ask whether the fat man was the murderer. She just replied calmly, "I never regret it."
"Understood."
Zuo Buliu nodded, "Then please go die."
"puff!"
With a crisp sound, he appeared behind Zuo Guyun without anyone noticing, and with a strike like lightning, he punched through his biological father's vest. His movement was so fast that it was comparable to teleportation.
"Father!"
Zuo Qingchan was taken aback, and instinctively wanted to rush to rescue him, but he was wrapped in the white spiritual light emitted from the five fingers of Zuo Buliu's left hand. He fell to the ground with a "plop" and was unable to move for an instant. He looked extremely embarrassed.
"Why don't you hide?"
Regarding the second brother who bullied him since childhood, Zuo Buliu was not happy to even take a second look, but instead asked Zuo Guyun.
Fatty still knew something about the strength of the head of the Zuo family.
Even though he now has the confidence to win the battle, even Zuo Buliu himself would not believe that the battle can be ended with one move.
"Even if you don't come back, the Zuo family will exist in name only."
Zuo Guyun slowly turned her head and looked at the fat man with no shock, no anger, and no resentment. Instead, there was a hint of relief, "What's the point of hiding or not hiding?"
"If you are so open-minded, it will make me feel very unfulfilled."
Zuo Buliu stared at this haggard and old face for a long time, and suddenly pointed at Zuo Qingchan, who was lying on the ground and yelling curses, "You should learn from your second brother."
"Does it give you a sense of accomplishment to kill your own father and brother?"
Zuo Guyun suddenly grinned, "He is indeed a useless thing. After so many years, he still hasn't made any progress at all."
Zuo Buliu's eyebrows twitched, and an unknown anger suddenly surged into his heart.
Ever since he was a child, the humiliation and pain he suffered in the Zuo family kept reappearing in his mind like a revolving lantern, and his heart was beating crazily, as if it was about to burst at any moment.
"puff!"
Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar old face in front of him, the hatred deep in his heart could no longer be suppressed. He pulled out his right arm fiercely and let the blood spurt out from Zuo Guyun's wound like a fountain.
"Are you satisfied?"
The moment he fell, Zuo Guyun was laughing for some unknown reason, "A good-for-nothing who was expelled from his home came back after studying abroad, killed the head of the family, and successfully took revenge. This is something that can only be found in dramas."
"You said that."
Zuo Buliu chuckled, "It seems to be pretty good."
"Your mother left early, and I raised you brothers all by myself."
Zuo Guyun was lying on the ground, breathless, but for some reason, his smile became brighter and brighter, "I hope you, a patricide, won't have nightmares in the future."
After that, he slowly closed his eyes and never opened them again.
When she passed away, Zuo Guyun's expression was extremely calm, with no trace of pain, anger or unwillingness visible. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, with a smile of relief on her face.
After killing his father with his own hands, Zuo Buliu did not continue to deal with Zuo Qingchan, but lit the entire Zuo family on fire, and then walked away in a swaggering manner.
He no longer cares whether Zuo Qingchan dies or not.
The Zuo family is just the beginning.
The farmhouse is the end point of his revenge.
Unexpectedly, in the following days, Zuo Buliu suddenly started to have nightmares.
One after another, faces dripping with blood and filled with hatred kept appearing in the dream, slowly crawling towards him.
These people had ferocious smiles on their faces. They crawled slower than a snail, but they persevered and kept approaching from a distance. They were so frightened that Zuo Buhe was jumping with fear and breaking out in cold sweat. He wanted to escape, but found that his limbs were stiff and could not move.
No, I can't even make a sound.
Every time he woke up from his dream, he was panting and soaked, as if he had just taken a swim.
At first, the interval between nightmares was about ten days, and then gradually shortened to once every three days.
In the end, whenever he fell asleep, he would dream of his dead relatives, and Zuo Yuehua even appeared among them.
Seeing the terrifying look of the little girl with her face covered in blood, Zuo Buliu collapsed completely.
In just two months, he went from a fat man who gained weight when he drank water to a skinny man with blurred eyes and mental disorder.
Every breath seemed to be burning his internal organs.
Living has become a kind of torture.
"Lord, save me!"
Finally one day, Zuo Buliu knelt down in front of the Lord of Chaos with tears streaming down his face.
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"I can do it."
The Lord of Chaos' eyes were full of love, and he gently stroked his head, "This memory of yours will be sealed forever. Zuo Buliu will never be the same Zuo Buliu as before. Are you willing?"
"The Lord has mercy."
Zuo Buliu bowed down respectfully without any hesitation.
Since then, there has been one less painful person in the world, and there has been one more wretched fat man who travels around all day long with a smile on his face...
Since God allows me to live a new life!
I will never let the tragedy of the past happen!
I will take back what I lost with my own hands!
Looking at Zuo Qingchan's face in front of him, Zuo Buliu's eyes were shining with fiery light, and his mood was like a surging river, surging unstoppably.
"Second brother!"
He looked straight at Zuo Qingchan and suddenly asked loudly, "When will my little sister get married?"
"Ming, tomorrow..."
As if he didn't expect the obedient loser to dare to speak to him so loudly. Zuo Qingchan was intimidated by his aura and subconsciously replied, but he quickly came to his senses, "What the hell..."
"Take me to her!"
Before he could start scolding, Zuo Buliu interrupted forcefully.
"If you let me take you, do I have to take you?"
Zuo Qingchan said angrily, "Recognize your identity..."
Zuo Buliu's eyes flashed, and his whole person "swiftly" disappeared on the spot.
"Take me to her!"
When he appeared again, he was already behind Zuo Qingchan, his fingers bent into claws, and he grabbed the second brother's throat. His voice was as cold as ice and filled with murderous intent.
Unexpectedly, Zuo Qingchan didn't panic at all. He sneered and grabbed Zuo Buliu's wrist.
The fat man felt a flash in front of his eyes, and his whole body rose into the air involuntarily, and he lay down heavily on the ground with a "bang".
Damn it!
Where is my cultivation?
Looking at Zuo Qingchan's following fist, Zuo Buliu's head trembled. Only then did he realize that after returning to the past, although he retained his memory, his cultivation level had returned to the weak stage of the past. After many years,
The energy accumulation actually disappeared.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, Zuo Qingchan's fist hit Zuo Buliu squarely on the face.
Under the severe pain, his vision went black and he completely lost consciousness.