A carefree soldier king in the city

Chapter 588 Horrible

"You've got a lucky life, kid!" Kuai Zhengliang said coldly.

“That’s right,” Chao Bufan laughed. “If I were unlucky, I wouldn’t be standing here. Kuai Zhenliang, now that you know who I am, you should know your fate, right?”

Kuai Zhengliang frowned and asked, "You want to kill me?"

“What do you think?” Chao Bufan retorted. “Not only will I kill you, I will also kill your father to avenge my father.”

“What a joke,” Kuai Zhengliang sneered. “Even if you kill me, you won’t survive.”

"Is that so?" Chao Bufan smiled slightly. "Then I'll kill you first."

As he spoke, Chao Bufan suddenly reached out and grabbed Kuai Zhengliang by the throat.

"Wait a minute!" Kuai Zhengliang suddenly said urgently, "Brother Tianyue, let's talk this out, let's talk this out."

Kuai Zhengliang had thought that Chao Bufan would have some reservations, but who knew that the other party would not buy it, he could no longer remain calm.

Chao Bufan chuckled coldly and said, "I have nothing to say to you, go to hell!"

"Stop!" Linglong shouted.

Chao Bufan tilted his head slightly to look at her and asked with a smile, "What's wrong? Feeling sorry for her?"

"Tianyue, let him go, I'm begging you. If you kill him, you'll be dead too," Linglong said.

Upon hearing this, Chao Bufan sneered and said, "I don't care. I've already died once, so what am I afraid of? Besides, I want to avenge my father. Kuai Zhenliang, when you get to hell, remember to kowtow to my father and admit your mistakes, understand?"

As he spoke, Chao Bufan twisted the handle with great force. With a "crack" sound, Kuai Zhengliang didn't even have time to scream before his eyes rolled back and he collapsed.

"Zhengliang..." Linglong cried out urgently upon seeing him, then grabbed her already dead husband and cried out, "Zhengliang, Zhengliang..." Then she roared angrily at Chao Bufan, "You... I'll kill you."

As she spoke, she suddenly pulled out a dagger and stabbed it viciously at Chao Bufan—

Chao Bufan's eyes narrowed suddenly, a sly glint in his eyes. He didn't flinch, but instead grabbed Linglong's wrist and said coldly, "Linglong, listen to me carefully. I won't kill you, but I'll make you experience the pain of losing a loved one."

"You...you bastard!" Linglong roared.

Chao Bufan chuckled coldly and said, "Yes, I'm a bastard, but I'm a bastard you forced me into this state. If you had answered me just now that you once loved me, even if you were just lying, I would have believed you, and I would have let your husband go. It's just a pity that you didn't seize the opportunity, so you can't blame anyone else. Now you know the pain of losing a loved one, right? I'd rather betray the world than let the world betray me. Let me tell you, not only will I bring the Moon Goddess's head to appease my father's spirit in heaven, but I will also kill your father, kill everyone who betrayed me, and finally, I'll take you down with me."

With that, Chao Bufan shook off her hand and strode away.

Linglong collapsed to the ground, looking utterly lost. She stared blankly at her husband lying on the floor, muttering incessantly, "How could this happen? How could this happen?"

Yes, she had personally directed a brilliant drama. She thought the process was captivating and the ending perfect, but she never expected the story's conclusion to be so unexpected. She hadn't guessed the final outcome. When she first met Tianyue, she hadn't harbored any good feelings towards him, because she was already in a relationship. If it weren't for using him, she wouldn't have given him a second glance. Everything in the story was within her expectations. However, in the instant she poisoned him, just for a fleeting moment, her heart trembled slightly, though she couldn't quite explain why.

Now she finally understood that she had only directed the first half of the story. She thought it was over, but she never expected that the story would continue, just in ways she had anticipated. Was this a case of those who do many evil deeds inevitably bringing about their own downfall? Was this a case of reaping what one sows?

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Suddenly, she burst into laughter, then everything went black and she collapsed.

Not far away, Chao Bufan, who felt his steps becoming heavy, suddenly stopped. He frowned, then sighed and muttered to himself, "Linglong, you'd better watch yourself!"

With that, he continued walking forward.

China is a vast and boundless land, with countless famous mountains and great rivers.

On the Central Plains, there lies a mountain. This mountain is high and steep, stretching for thousands of miles, with undulating peaks. From a distance, it looks like a vast and powerful dragon lying on the earth, as if it intends to divide the earth in two. Therefore, people call it Mangshan.

South of Mangshan lies the Central Plains, a land where people from all over the world gather. North of Mangshan lies the extremely cold land of the Ice Plains, where heavy snow falls year-round, making it sparsely populated and difficult for even birds to cross. Those who venture in will either freeze to death or be pierced by the biting wind.

South of Mangshan Mountain, there is a cave entrance that leads directly into the depths of the mountain. At this moment, two men stand on either side of the cave entrance. They are both thick-browed and have large eyes, with burly figures, and each carries a broadsword. They stand quietly guarding the cave entrance.

Deep within the mountain lies a massive cave, permeated with a thick, chilling stench of blood, while also shimmering with an eerie red glow.

Inside the cave was a pool of blood—yes, a pool of blood. Surrounding the pool were more than ten upward-extending grooves, each connecting to a circular platform about five meters above the pool. On this platform was a meter-wide "moat," and crimson blood flowed down the grooves into the pool below. Around the perimeter of this "moat," every meter, a burly man was bound, each as pale as a corpse. Two long iron nails were driven into their thighs, and crimson blood flowed continuously from the wounds into the "moat," then down the grooves into the pool.

Such a bloody scene was truly horrific.

In the center of the blood pool stood a pillar nearly a meter in diameter, its top about a meter above the pool. At this moment, the Moon Goddess sat cross-legged atop the pillar, cultivating with her eyes closed. A crimson light shimmered around her, and blood mist billowed around her, continuously entering her body through every pore.

At the very moment his beloved son, Kuai Zhenliang, died, he suddenly frowned, then opened his eyes. His whole body was glowing with an eerie red light, and even his eyes were red.

"Someone is coming."

With a sharp shout, a burly man carrying a large sword immediately entered. The man respectfully bowed to the Moon Goddess and said, "What are your orders, Master?"