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Chapter 216 It’S Too Torturous

A group of second-generation ancestors subconsciously took a step back when they saw Lu Chuan standing up.

Some people still wanted to say something bad, but Lu Chuan's figure had disappeared from where he was.

By the time they reacted, Lu Chuan was already at the edge.

The energy and blood surged up into the sky, and in a daze, everyone seemed to see a chaotic beast descending around them.

"Pah, pah, pah, pah..."

Heavy slaps sounded one after another.

Then I saw all the second-generation ancestors flying up, each with colorful golden light on their body, and the screams shook the sky.

Lu Yunshen watched this scene and swallowed hard, his clothes already soaked with cold sweat.

Those colorful lights are not magical means, they are magic weapons for them, the emperor's sons, to save their lives.

As the emperor's son, the family not only provides the best cultivation resources, but also the best life-saving magic weapons.

It is very difficult to kill an emperor's son.

However, at the moment, that ridiculously beautiful young man, with just a few big fights, was able to use the life-saving magic weapon of these emperors.

In other words, he wasn't kidding, he really just went for the kill and didn't hold anything back.

Without these top-notch life-saving magic weapons, they would only end up being turned into pulp in an instant.

How barbaric and cruel this is. It's just a little verbal conflict, and he will violently kill.

At the same time, Lu Chuan's strength also frightened Lu Yunshen.

Although Lu Chuan was suspected of a sneak attack, those emperors, who were all half-stepping into the imperial realm, were actually slapped by a few slaps, which directly triggered the automatic protection mechanism of the life-saving magic weapon.

Lu Yunshen wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looked at the blind old man, and asked, "Senior, who...he...is he?"

The blind old man drank Lu Chuan's strong wine and said cheerfully: "If nothing else happens, he should be the last emperor of this era!"

Hearing these words, Lu Yunshen's whole body felt like an electric shock, and the light in his eyes gradually dissipated.

This sentence directly blocks the path to becoming emperor for these emperor's sons.

Lu Yunshen's eyes were full of frustration. Although he knew that with his ability, the chance of becoming emperor was very slim.

But there was always some hope, but now the blind old man has blocked all hope with just one word.

"He...he...why does he?" Lu Yunshen asked unwillingly.

The blind old man shook his head gently, sighed, and said in disappointment: "You children are so pampered that you can no longer recognize yourselves, alas!"

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"Kneel down, I'll sing a line, and you guys will sing along!"

A few slaps did not kill these second-generation ancestors, but Lu Chuan did not kill them all.

He just beat them up and made them kneel in front of the tavern.

The second-generation ancestors knelt "happily" at the door of the tavern with their bloated "pig heads" on their heads.

"I was conquered by you like this and drank the poison you had hidden..."

Lu Chuan's bad character made him start torturing this group of people.

"Just... I'll be conquered by you and drink the poison you've hidden!"

After being beaten violently, the second-generation ancestors finally recognized the gap between the two sides.

Although the lyrics are really too insulting, there is an old saying that goes: A man who understands the current affairs is a hero, and he will keep the green hills and not be afraid of running out of firewood.

Compared with a small life, this insult is nothing to mention.

"You are tone-deaf, are you? You can even sing along out of tune. I'll beat you idiots to death!"

Lu Chuan took out the killing weapon from his waist and used the scabbard to beat these second-generation ancestors severely.

For a while, there were cries of ghosts and howls of wolves in front of the tavern, and it was extremely lively.

"Makabaka, Makabaka..."

This is already the third song. The second-generation ancestors have also been beaten five times, and each of them was beaten into a human shape.

However, they still have to endure both physical and mental torture to continue learning this retarded song.

Even for a moment, they felt that being slapped to death just now seemed to be a good result.

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"Don't you want to drink?" The insulting singing session finally ended, but the second program came without any pause.

Hearing Lu Chuan's words, the second-generation ancestors trembled. They didn't know what this pervert was going to do?

There are two or three people who are slightly less capable of psychological endurance. They are on the verge of collapse at this moment. The short twenty minutes of learning songs just now have already taken a lifetime to heal.

However, this mental insult was not over yet, because Lu Chuan had already handed over the wine gourd, "One mouthful per person, no more!"

Seeing the gourd handed over by Lu Chuan, the second-generation ancestors all took a step back.

The person who was so shameless before was now avoiding him like a savage beast.

"What are you doing? Are you not giving me face?" Lu Chuan glared at everyone fiercely.

This glance completely shattered the last line of defense in the hearts of several second-generation ancestors who were weak in ability to withstand pressure.

"Kill me, I can't stand it anymore, wuwu..."

"Please, give me a break, my skills are inferior to others, I will die here..."

"Wow, mother, I want to go home..."

Unable to bear the mental torture any longer, several grown men burst into tears like little girls.

It was so miserable to see a few grown men crying. It really saddened those who heard it and made those who heard it cry.

"Ah...this..." Lu Chuan scratched his head and said to himself: "Did I really go too far? Didn't I just sing a few songs?"

Hearing this, those people cried even more fiercely, and started to accuse with tears of blood while crying.

"There is no one who kneels and sings, no one who sings something like Makabaka, no one who can't sing well and is beaten to death, wow..."

"Hey, it seems a bit too much!" Lu Chuan scratched his head and laughed, his tone gentle and comforting, "Okay, be good, don't cry, I will compensate you now!"

After hearing this, everyone's grievances surged out like a flood from a floodgate. Even those who were not crying couldn't help but wipe away their tears.

"Don't cry, don't cry." A group of grown men cried so loudly that Lu Chuan couldn't stop himself.

However, the more Lu Chuan comforted him, the harder these people cried.

"Ouch!" Lu Chuan was so noisy that he yelled loudly, "If you cry again, I'll have my head pulled off by you, do you believe it?"

In an instant, the earth-shattering cry stopped abruptly.

Lu Chuan shook his hair proudly, but he still had to be scared.

"Come on, take a sip each. If anyone drinks too much, I'll beat the crap out of him!" Lu Chuan handed the wine gourd to the nearest second-generation ancestor.

Looking at the pulp-coated gourd, I wonder what the little devil is up to. The second generation ancestor grinned and started crying again.

"I'll come first!" At this time, Lu Yunshen stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Lu Chuan.

It's funny to say that Lu Yunshen, the first one to jump out and look for trouble, actually didn't suffer.

"Okay, you come first!" Lu Chuan happily handed the gourd to Lu Yunshen.