Start: Confined By The System And Become Mentally Ill

"I'm sorry Sister Chuxue, I'm sorry Master, Linlin has failed to live up to your expectations."

Bai Linlin pulled out the dagger and closed her eyes.

The dagger reflected the early morning sunlight, taking on a dazzling color.

However, this color is about to take away a girl's life at this moment.

"Flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again!"

An old voice suddenly sounded at this moment.

There was a strange fluctuation in the air, with ripples visible to the naked eye.

Space seems to be frozen at this moment, and everything is infinitely slowed down.

The dagger in Bai Linlin's hand stopped at the heart, unable to move any further.

The next moment, everyone saw a bad old man slowly walking out of the secret passage with his hands behind his back.

The old body looked shaky, as if it would be blown down by the wind at the next moment.

However, everyone felt an indescribable energy in this old man.

This energy is like a god sitting high in the clouds coming to the world. People dare not look directly at it, dare not touch it, and dare not blaspheme it.

Lu Chuan walked slowly to Bai Linlin.

He knelt down, looked at Bai Linlin who was in tears, and said softly.

"Girl, you can't die. Nangong Chuxue entrusted me to take care of you. If one of you is missing, what will I do when I go back?"

Lu Chuan said, stretching out his old and skinny hand to wipe away Bai Linlin's tears.

However, the tears he had just wiped away couldn't stop flowing down again.

Lu Chuan gently rubbed Bai Linlin's head and smiled gently.

Then he gently took the dagger from Bai Linlin's hand.

"Girl, stop crying. I will give you an explanation."

"Wow..." After hearing this, Bai Linlin couldn't bear it anymore and burst into tears.

If Lu Chuan came out one second later, she wouldn't be able to see the sun tomorrow.

Seeing Bai Linlin crying sadly, Lu Chuan slowly stood up.

"We don't ask about right or wrong, we only talk about grudges."

Looking at the stunned crowd, Lu Chuan opened his dry mouth and smiled.

The eyes that had always been lazy became sharp at this moment.

His cold gaze was as sharp as a long sword.

Lu Chuan asked Wang Yueming calmly.

"Looking at the clothes you're wearing, you should be from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, right?"

Without waiting for Wang Yueming's answer, Lu Chuan continued.

"Then you are here to cause trouble. Judging from the situation, you are also trying to force my girl to death, damn thing!"

Lu Chuan flicked his fingers gently.

A faint black sword energy leaped from the fingertips.

This black sword energy did not explode in an earth-shattering way.

This sword energy is quiet, quiet, and silent, but it is the most deadly killer hidden in the dark night.

The sword energy disappeared in a flash, and by the time everyone reacted, the sword energy had already disappeared in the air.

"You...who are you?"

Wang Yueming looked at Lu Chuan in shock.

However, he could never wait for the answer to this question.

A bright red color slowly appeared in the center of Wang Yueming's forehead, and then gradually enlarged.

The last bit of bright red turned into a coquettish bloody rose.

"died?"

"died!"

Wang Yueming died like this?

A six-level monk died like this?

He died without knowing why, and he died casually.

Even if it is a dog, it should struggle and howl!

Looking at the fallen Wang Yueming, huge fear spread like a plague, hitting everyone like a tide.

Lu Chuan closed his eyes, seeming to reminisce about the smell of the sword energy just now.

Lu Chuan is too old, and he has forgotten too many things.

The only thing I remember now is that I am a swordsman.

How can a swordsman not have cool sword skills?

In the vast sea of ​​​​consciousness, the dust-covered door of memory slowly opened a gap.

Through this gap, Lu Chuan saw a suspended sword in the memory door.

A long black sword.

The long sword is suspended alone in the door of memory, waiting for its owner to lift it again.

Lu Chuan stretched out his hand.

The black sword trembled slightly, and a huge joy burst out.

The black sword flew into Lu Chuan's hands with the joy of meeting him.

At this moment, a black, violent sword energy burst out from Lu Chuan.

This sword energy soars into the sky and penetrates the sky, as if it wants to cut off all the beautiful things in the world.

"Sword One: Tianshang."

The name of a move blurted out in Lu Chuan's mouth.

As the word Tianshang came out, the black sword energy soaring into the sky exploded in the sky.

The billowing black sword energy was divided into countless small black swords that were only as long as a finger.

Small swords rained down from the sky and covered the earth.

Covering the entire valley.

Screams, curses, begging for mercy, and the sound of tearing panic echoed throughout the valley.

But soon these sounds fell away again, and there was no more sound.

it's all over.

All life has been harvested.

This killing efficiency is even more efficient than Death's scythe.

Bai Linlin, the only one who survived, could no longer cry at this moment.

Because compared to others, I seem to be very lucky.

…

"Old guy, have you remembered? Have you remembered?"

At this time, Ah Fu appeared next to Lu Chuan, his "wisdom" eyes shining brightly.

"Black sword energy, black long sword, the name of the sword is 'killing'."

"The Sword of Killing has twelve matching sword styles. You created it yourself. Did you remember it?"

"Also, did you see a white sword?"

"What are you talking about when you step on the horse?" Lu Chuan came back from his memory and slapped the donkey on the face.

This slap caused Ah Fu to spin 720 degrees in the air.

Ah Fu doesn't care, he's used to being beaten anyway, so what's a big fight?

Ah Fu quickly got up from the ground, approached Lu Chuan without fear of death, and continued to guide him.

"There are two extremes of life and death. The end of death is rebirth. You should have two swords."

"Think again and find the white sword that represents life."

"Are you deliberately looking for trouble?" The door of memory has been closed. How can Lu Chuan remember anything else.

"Hey, Alzheimer's disease needs to be cured!" Ah Fu rolled his wise eyes, full of ridicule.

"You are riding a horse and the whole family is suffering from Alzheimer's disease." Lu Chuan raised his foot and kicked Ah Fu away.

"You must remember that the white long sword is the ultimate thing you have realized. It can break..." Ah Fu's voice came from far away.

"Silly dick!" Lu Chuan curled his lips disdainfully and went up to help Bai Linlin up.

"How about it, girl, are you satisfied with the explanation I gave you?"

How can this damn person be dissatisfied? They were all slaughtered, even pigs are not killed so quickly.