Start: Confined By The System And Become Mentally Ill

The screams of these three people at the foot of the mountain quickly attracted the girls in the hill.

When they saw that the three people who had been beaten were actually members of the Zhenyuan Sect, the faces of the girls all turned pale.

"Stop fighting, old man, stop fighting."

Seeing Lu Chuan stepping vigorously, a leading girl stepped forward in panic.

"Quickly go and inform the Pavilion Master. If someone loses his life, Zhenyuan Sect will not let it go."

However, Lu Chuan ignored the girl at all and stepped on the belly of the three of them, becoming more and more energetic.

By the time Nangong Chuxue arrived, the three Diao Mao were already taking in less air and outgoing more, looking like they were about to return to heaven.

"Senior, senior, please be merciful."

Seeing this scene, Nangong Chuxue was so anxious that she almost fainted on the spot.

"Ah... Tui, you're nothing. You're both good and pretentious!" Lu Chuan covered his nose, spat out a mouthful of phlegm with a look of disgust on his face, and finally stopped.

Nangong Chuxue quickly asked people to help the three unfortunate guys up, and stuffed a lot of pills into their mouths.

Under the influence of the elixir, after a few minutes, these three people finally saved their lives.

The leading boy looked at Nangong Chuxue and became furious.

The physical pain of being beaten this time was still a minor matter. The main reason was that the shit was sprayed in front of his face. I was afraid that he would become a laughing stock.

The boy became angrier and angrier, and finally looked at Nangong Chuxue and threatened him fiercely.

"Nangong Chuxue, if you don't give me an explanation for this matter, I will definitely report it to the sect and demolish the mountain gate of your Mingyue Pavilion."

Nangong Chuxue's face turned pale and green.

In the end, he could only apologize and said with a smile: "Don't worry, this matter will definitely give you a result. Mingyue Pavilion will compensate until you are satisfied."

When Nangong Chuxue said these words, her heart was bleeding and she looked at Lu Chuan with a resentful look.

As for Lu Chuan, he actually walked up to those girls at this time and introduced himself coquettishly.

He didn't even pay attention to the three beaten-up people.

This hill seemed to be isolated from the world, and these girls didn't know when someone like Lu Chuan appeared in Mingyue Pavilion.

Seeing Lu Chuan's coquettish appearance, everyone was a little confused.

"Senior, senior, why don't you go back and rest first, I'll handle it here."

Nangong Chuxue came to Lu Chuan with some anxiety.

"What for?" Lu Chuan squinted his eyes, "I play with mine, you handle yours, we have nothing to do with it."

"That's right!" Lu Chuan raised his eyes and looked at the three unlucky guys.

"Where did these three sand sculptures come from? Why can they directly cross the formation and enter Mingyue Pavilion?"

When Lu Chuan glared at them, the three members of Zhen Yuanzong trembled as if they were electrocuted.

Only the young man looked dissatisfied and shouted loudly.

"Nangong Chuxue, this damn old man must be handed over to us and brought back to the Zhenyuan Sect. Now there are still people in Tianyuan Continent who dare not take the Zhenyuan Sect seriously."

"It's over!" Nangong Chuxue's heart skipped a beat.

How could the Zhenyuan Sect in recent years have taught such idiots, who were arrogant and arrogant?

"I'll catch your mother." When Lu Chuan heard this, he rushed over on Ah Fu.

Nangong Chuxue knew Lu Chuan's temper well, and she didn't dare to stop him at all.

"drive."

Lu Chuan rode Ah Fu and whipped up a strong wind.

A skinny donkey was actually ridden with the momentum of a galloping army.

"You dare...Nangong Chuxue, save me..."

The young man still counted on Nangong Chuxue, the pavilion master, to make the decision for him.

However, what he never expected was that Lu Chuan's status in Mingyue Pavilion was now equivalent to that of the Supreme Emperor.

Nangong Chuxue could not restrain Lu Chuan, a guest at all.

Besides, Nangong Chuxue never thought of restraining Lu Chuan.

Although Lu Chuan has a bad temper and a surly personality, one good thing is that he never takes the initiative to cause trouble.

Of course, if someone doesn't have a good eye and messes with Lu Chuan, there is basically no way to survive.

Lu Chuan was usually very kind to the girls, without any airs of seniority, and never interfered in Mingyue Pavilion's internal affairs.

Such a powerful and considerate guest would only think of restraining Nangong Chuxue unless she had a problem in her head.

"Snapped."

Lu Chuan's wooden sword hit the young man's face directly, whipping him so hard that he began to spin freely in the air.

However, this time, he no longer had the "good luck" he had just now.

This time Lu Chuan was obviously going to kill someone.

The young man was pulled into the air and had not yet landed.

He was directly blocked in the air by Lu Chuan who was riding a donkey.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped……"

There was a sound like firecrackers in the air.

The boy's screams gradually subsided.

As for the other two people from Zhenyuan Sect, they are obviously smarter.

In addition to shivering on the spot, his mouth was tightly closed.

"boom!"

The young man's body fell from the air and hit Zhen Yuanzong heavily in front of them.

Looking at the body of the young boy whose flesh and blood were so bloody that even his own mother could not recognize him after being beaten, his legs went limp and he knelt down.

"It's over, it's over, it's over..."

Nangong Chuxue looked at this scene, her head buzzing.

"I'm here to take care of my old age, and you guys come here to cause trouble, blah~" Lu Chuan rolled his eyes disdainfully.

"You...you go back!" At this time, Nangong Chuxue's expression suddenly became determined, as if she had made some determination.

Nangong Chuxue looked at the remaining two Zhenyuan Sect disciples and spoke word by word.

"From now on, Mingyue Pavilion will no longer be attached to the Zhenyuan Sect, and all agreements will be invalidated, including the one hundred cauldrons every three years."

These words not only shocked the two Zhenyuan Sect members, but the other disciples of Mingyue Pavilion were also shocked and at a loss.

What kind of status is Zhenyuan? How can the agreement be abandoned at the drop of a hat?

With the domineering nature of Zhenyuan Zong, Nangong Chuxue's words had already heralded the destruction of Mingyue Pavilion.

"Nangong...pavilion master, you have to think clearly."

One of the members of the Zhenyuan Sect stuttered.

Nangong Chuxue looked at Lu Chuan, gritted her teeth and nodded.

"I have thought clearly. I have relied on your Zhenyuan Sect all these years, and although I have received nominal asylum, it has not provided any substantial help."

"Your Zhenyuan Sect just treats Mingyue Pavilion as your own back garden."

As she spoke, Nangong Chuxue looked at the girls walking out of the hill with a look of guilt on her face.

"As the Pavilion Master, not only am I unable to protect my disciples, I even have to provide a training cauldron for your Zhenyuan Sect."

"I've had enough. No matter what the consequences are, I, Mingyue Pavilion, will bear them all."

"Pavilion Master, no!" A girl who came out of the mountain shouted with a cry.

Because the girl knows the consequences of leaving Zhenyuan Sect.

Then the girl knelt down, and the other girls followed suit.

The girl was crying, her eyes dim with tears.

"Pavilion Master, you don't have to worry about us. For the survival of Mingyue Pavilion, we are willing to become a cauldron."