If Zhong Wen knew what Zuo Buliu was going through now, he would definitely feel sympathy for him.
At the beginning, he and Shangguan Mingyue were trapped in the fragments of time and space, and they were just like this now. They experienced countless doomsdays, but returned to the starting point after death and reappeared in Duobao Pavilion.
But compared to Zhong Wen who had Mei as his companion, Zuo Buliu was in a situation where he could only watch his beloved sister pass away in every reincarnation, but was unable to save it, which was obviously much more painful.
In the subsequent reincarnations, he tried to persuade Zuo Guyun, his eldest brother Zuo Yunxi, and even Zuo Qingchan, who was the most difficult to deal with, but it was the same as before, he failed to get any attention, and all he got back was boredom.
, beating and insulting.
He also secretly tried to stir up conflicts between the peasant and left families, thereby disrupting the marriage.
However, with his cultivation at this time, even if he wanted to kill some big shot, he was still powerless. A few petty fights could not shake the determination of the two family heads to marry, but made Zuo Yuehua's life even worse after marrying him.
, die earlier.
During these countless reincarnations, he frantically searched for the whereabouts of the Lord of Chaos.
But the king who took the initiative to show up in real history seemed to have disappeared from the world and never appeared again.
Zuo Buliu also tried to go directly to the opponent's lair. However, with his current identity and status, not to mention the Lord of Chaos, even the slightly famous masters under his command were unable to meet him, and were often kicked out mercilessly.
The ending is no different from breaking into a farmhouse.
Every time he is resurrected from the dead, he will retain the memory of all previous reincarnations. Zuo Yuehua's death over and over again is like one unparalleled sharp blade after another, piercing the fat man's heart crazily, making his life worse than death.
Almost crazy with desire.
Countless failures continued to drain away the fire of hope in Zuo Buli's heart.
Later, the fat man's lifeless eyes even frightened Zuo Qingchan, and for a moment he lost interest in continuing to beat and scold him.
"How did it happen?"
Even the usually indifferent eldest brother Zuo Yunxi rarely expressed concern, "Are you being bullied outside?"
Zuo Buliu looked downcast, bowed his head and said nothing.
"Yuehua is getting married tomorrow."
Zuo Yunxi said casually, "Would you like to come and have a look? Just think of it as a way to relax."
"Is that okay?"
Zuo Buliu's dim eyes suddenly lit up, and he wished he could hug Zuo Yunxi and kiss her hard, "Thank you, brother!"
He never expected that after all his efforts, he failed to sneak into the farmer's family, and now he was inexplicably forced to do so because he looked too miserable and aroused sympathy.
When the opportunity comes, it can be said that there is no place to look for without wearing iron shoes, and it takes no effort at all.
The peasant family's attitude towards this marriage can only be described as low-key. Not only was the wedding held simple and hasty, not even all the important people in the family were present, and the number of guests at the banquet was even lower than that of the Zuo family who was sending off the bride.
If someone who didn't know about it saw it, they might think that the person getting married was not the second young master of a farm family, but an ordinary child from a remote branch of the family.
It was at this shabby wedding banquet that Zuo Buliu finally met the man he hated so much.
The second young master of the farm family, Nong Hanwu!
A demon who looks more like Pan An and has a heart like a snake.
His face was slightly pale, showing a bit of frailty and morbidity, coupled with his handsome appearance, which made people feel a bit of pity unconsciously.
No matter how you look at it, this is a gentle and graceful young man from an aristocratic family. No one can connect him with a perverted devil who likes to torture women.
When he came to toast, the groom behaved mildly and politely, and did not show the slightest contempt for Zuo Buliu, a fat young man who was hated by everyone in his family.
That impeccably friendly attitude almost made Zuo Buliu think that he had wrongly blamed the other party.
"From now on, you and I are a family."
When leaving, Nong Hanwu patted the fat man's shoulder affectionately, his eyes narrowed into two narrow slits, "If you don't mind leaving me behind, we might as well move around more."
The wedding of the ancient aristocratic family did not have as many red tapes as later ones, and the bride Zuo Yuehua did not cover her face. Zuo Buliu could clearly read a trace of joy and a trace of hope on his sister's face.
She is obviously very satisfied with this gentle and handsome husband.
Did Yuehua really die in his hands?
Looking at the newlyweds leaving hand in hand, Zuo Bulu was in a daze for a while, and such a question emerged in his mind unconsciously.
The banquet ended very early, and when he saw the bride and groom were about to leave, his mind became excited, and he suddenly took steps to catch up with them by accident.
He didn't even know what he wanted to do, he just followed from a distance.
The two people in front didn't seem to be aware of it. They just held hands and walked slowly forward while whispering. They looked quite affectionate.
I thought I would watch the two of them enter the bridal chamber like this, but unexpectedly...
Sudden change.
As he turned a corner, not knowing what Zuo Yuehua said, Nong Hanwu's face suddenly changed. He raised his hand and slapped the bride hard on the face, knocking her to the ground.
As if he still felt angry, he rushed forward again, raised his foot and kicked his newlywed wife so hard that Zuo Yuehua turned pale, and his shrill screams made those who heard it sad and shed tears.
"Asshole!"
Zuo Buliu was taken aback, and rushed forward without thinking, shouting angrily, "What are you doing?"
"Isn't this not keeping my brother?"
When he turned back, the anger and madness on Nong Hanwu's face had disappeared, replaced by a smile that made people feel like spring breeze, "You are following our couple like this, do you want to have a wedding?"
"you you……"
Looking at the smile on the other person's face, Zuobuliu suddenly felt chills running down his spine, goosebumps all over his body, and his momentum instantly weakened, "Why did you hit her?"
With his current strong character, when facing the second young master of the farm family, he could not help but feel a bit of fear.
"This is a matter between us husband and wife."
Nong Hanwu was still smiling, but his crooked eyes revealed a strange and frightening light, "Isn't it too lenient if I don't keep my brother?"
"Yuehua..."
Zuo Buliu glared at him fiercely and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth, "It's my sister."
"It seems that I really love Yuehua very much."
Nong Hanwu laughed, "In that case..."
"puff!"
Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his right arm and slapped Zuo Yuehua hard on the face.
Blood was sprinkled on the ground, painting one after another gorgeous plum blossoms on the ground. Zuo Yuehua's cheeks were swollen high, and his eyes were full of incredible color. Apparently, he had not expected that his gentle and gentle husband not long ago would be inexplicably hostile to her.
Use your own fists and kicks.
"you wanna die!"
How could Zuo Buliu endure such a scene? He immediately became angry and shouted loudly. He immediately mobilized his body and pounced on him.
"boom!"
Nong Hanwu was not in a hurry, and with lightning speed, he grabbed his collar, flicked it lightly, and with a crisp sound, he smashed his fat body to the ground, causing stars to appear in the fat man's eyes.
The muscles and bones are about to burst.
"Good physical skills."
After doing all this, he did not forget to take the time to comment, "It's a pity that the cultivation level is too weak. Waste is waste. Sure enough, it can't be done."
Do you have any expectations for you?"
"you……"
Zuo Buliu's face was pale, but he threatened in his mouth, "I won't let you go..."
"boom!"
Before he finished his sentence, Nong Hanwu's fist hit his lower abdomen hard, causing his internal organs to churn and his organs to rupture. He lowered his head and coughed and vomited on the spot.
"Cough, cough cough..."
Even though he was about to lose consciousness in pain, Zuo Buliu still gritted his teeth and said, "You, just wait for me. One day, I will cramp and skin you and cut you into pieces..."
"It's interesting, since you love your sister so much."
Nong Hanwu smiled and stared at him for a long time, then suddenly said, "Then I'll let you watch a good show."
As soon as he finished speaking, he struck again like lightning, knocking the Zuo siblings unconscious with a "bang bang", then grabbed their hair and dragged them forward slowly.
…
"Are you awake?"
Dimly, a soft voice sounded in Zuobulu's ear.
He wanted to reach out and rub his eyes, but his limbs seemed to be bound by something, unable to move at all.
After waking up for a moment, he slowly opened his eyes. The sight in his sight almost made the fat man doubt his life.
What appeared in front of me was a spacious room and a bright red bed.
Too big a bed!
At this moment, the little girl Zuo Yuehua was lying on the bed, her whole body smooth and clean, her wrists and ankles tied with white ropes, her beautiful eyes filled with panic and fear.
The groom, Guan Nong Hanwu, stood beside the bed, holding an exquisite folding fan in his hand and looking at him with a smile, his eyes radiating a cold light like a poisonous snake.
"You, what do you want to do?"
Zuo Buliu looked around and found that his hands and feet were also bound by a kind of black rope. The energy flow in his body was extremely stagnant, his limbs were sore and limp, and he couldn't exert any strength. He roared at the top of his lungs.
"Yuehua, didn't you say before that you wanted to give birth to a big fat baby for your husband?"
Nong Hanwu slowly turned his head, his eyes swept over Zuo Yuehua's charming body, and whispered softly, "It's better to choose the day than to hit it. Let's start now."
"Crack!" "Crack!"
After saying that, he suddenly raised his hands and clapped them.
"Squeak~"
The door to the room was immediately pushed open from the outside, and figures one after another crossed the threshold and filed in.
This chapter has been completed!