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Chapter 10: Three Punches to Defeat the Emperor
"Your Majesty, there's still filth on your lips that hasn't been cleaned! Hurry up, we can't let the prince find out."

"Hurry up and spray some perfume. We can't let the people who come to check smell it..."

After the maids had finally finished fiddling with the old emperor, they filed out. Most of the maids left, and a small number stayed to keep watch over the old emperor. Every once in a while, they had to change his loincloth and clean up his excrement.

This cycle repeats until dawn.

But looking at his enemy in such an ugly state, the old ghost no longer felt any pleasure of revenge.

He had originally thought of inflicting unparalleled revenge and torture on the Julia family and the royal family, but even the most cruel torture and humiliation he could imagine was not half as bad as what he saw now.

"Hey, old man, are you ready to take action?" Xue Lufen was talking to the old undead in his heart. He didn't understand the imperial language, but he could see the ugly appearance of the old king.

Even without transforming, Lao Deng could defeat ten of them with just the imperial swordsmanship he had trained himself.

Get started quickly and finish quickly.

The old undead didn't say anything. He didn't know whether killing the old emperor Leoric II at this time was revenge or to help him get rid of it.

Yes, even the maids didn't care about his life or dignity.

On the Blue Planet, old Barak learned a term called "the ultimate insult."

He did not have a deep understanding of what this ultimate insult was, but when he saw his current enemy, he thought of more than 20 years ago when the old emperor still looked like a lion.

Even after so many years, that passion and courage are still vivid in my mind.

But now, there is only one old man left who has to change his loincloth every hour, otherwise it will leak.

Perhaps, for Leoric II, who was still vigorous and ambitious even in his eighties, this was the ultimate insult.

Xue Lufen successfully hung upside down and entered the bedroom. The maid at the door seemed not to see him.

Perhaps they really didn't see it, after all, they were chatting enthusiastically, talking about which young master of a noble family, how handsome which crown prince was, and whether it was possible for them to become a noble lady... At least becoming a nobleman's mistress would not be bad either.

Looking at the half-dead old man lying on the gorgeous bed and smelling the old man's scent that even the strongest perfume could not cover up, Xue Lufen frowned and drew the rune sword in his hand.

The old undead didn't say anything at this time, so Xue Lufen took action and gave the emperor of the empire a quick death.

After all, he had also seen the old undead's memories, and the emperor's posture when he was young even gave him the illusion that he was hallucinating "old Odin".

And now it's so ugly, tut tut.

The crisp sound of the rune sword being unsheathed seemed to wake up the old emperor. Looking at Xue Lufeng who was drawing his sword, the old emperor did not exclaim, but suddenly said,

"Barack, is that you?"

"Are you here to kill me..."

The old emperor spoke each word slowly, as if he was about to die after saying this.

"Yes, I'm here to kill you." The old undead seemed like a stand-in, and a vague shadow appeared behind Xue Falun.

The emperor raised his head with difficulty. There were no pupils in his empty eye sockets, only the whites of his eyes.

The old emperor can no longer see anything.

But he still stared at the direction of Xue Lufen, as if he knew that the old undead would come to find him tonight.

Even this old emperor, whose diapers leaked from the sides, struggled to support himself on the edge of the bed, and pulled out a dagger from the edge of the bed and pointed it at Xue Falun.

Xue Lufen saw his arms that were as withered as skeletons, and that hand that seemed to be able to grasp the dagger only after a moment of life... Xue Lufen did not understand the Imperial language, and he and the old undead had no language to communicate with, but relying on the soul connection, the old undead could understand and transform the information he received through Xue Lufen, allowing him to understand everything he saw on the earth.

However, Xue Falu needs to enter the consciousness space through dreams and read the memories of the old ghost in order to understand the information he received.

It’s like Xue’s Law is a real-time translation for the old undead, but the old undead is a screenshot translation for Xue’s Law.

Therefore, in their current conversation, Xue Falun could only understand the Imperial language spoken by the old undead.

"Old Leoric, twenty years have passed. Have you become so ugly?" The old undead looked at the old guy in front of him.

He seemed to have completely lost his desire for revenge.

But in the end, he still asked the question he wanted to ask most in the past twenty years.

"Old Leoric, I just want to ask you, why did you want to kill me? Have I ever done anything wrong to you?"

This is the question he has been wanting to ask for countless years.

He has never let the empire down. When he was young, he expanded the empire's territory. In his middle age, he resisted the undead plague for decades and guarded the empire's borders.

He wanted an answer.

But the old emperor seemed to have heard the funniest joke. The corners of his old mouth were almost stretched to his ears. He seemed to want to laugh, but his failing respiratory system could not support him to laugh out loud.

"You are a subject after all. If I want you to die, you must die!" At this moment, the old emperor seemed to have regained his domineering attitude as he did in his youth.

The hand that gripped the dagger no longer trembled, and the breath that was being breathed in was no longer rapid.

No matter how old he is, he is, after all, the emperor who leads the empire to prosperity, a quasi-legendary knight, and the emperor of this empire!

"As long as I am alive, all of you traitors must die!" The old emperor didn't even bother to give any reason.

He was just arrogantly venting his kingly way, and his old and dilapidated body seemed to have a last glimmer of life again, and he even took the starting stance of the imperial swordsmanship.

“Hahahaha…hahahahahahahaha!”

The old ghost laughed wildly, like an Uchiha's laughter. The laughter was sharp and piercing, cutting through the night sky, waking up the few guards in the palace and waking up the princes and grandchildren of the royal family.

The maids outside the house screamed, and soon the guards would arrive.

"What is he...saying?" Xue Lufen asked.

The old undead seemed to be laughing so hard that his stomach hurt, and the soul fire in his eye sockets was trembling: "He said... he said... I... I..."

Xue Lufen was immediately furious when he saw that the old ghost's spirit was beginning to go crazy again.

The old ghost's mental state is very unstable. He has always been at the level of Schrödinger's madness, and his occasional lucidity is mixed with madness, such as the fact that he has been urged to get married.

Revenge is revenge, the old undead is just wasting his own energy.

Xue Lufen, who refused to waste his energy, stepped forward immediately. The old Leoric II wanted to resist with a dagger, but Xue Lufen easily took it away and punched the old face directly.

"You dare to hit me? I am the emperor!" the old emperor roared.

The fierce and violent fist once again hit the old face, accompanied by the voice of Xue Lufen muttering to himself.

"I! I! I! Dog-footed I!"

(End of this chapter)