Start: Confined By The System And Become Mentally Ill

"Senior, senior, it's not good, there are many monks coming towards our Mingyue Pavilion."

Mingyue Pavilion has been actively preparing for war these days, preparing to live and die with the sect.

As for Lu Chuan, he eats hot pot and looks at beautiful women every day, but doesn't take it seriously.

It happened to be lunch time. After hearing the news, Lu Chuan looked at the fine ingredients cut on the table and felt very angry.

"These bastards don't come early or come late. They come during meal time. Are they deliberately looking for trouble?"

Seeing that Lu Chuan was showing signs of mental illness, Ah Fu quietly ran away.

"Xiao Luoluo, Xiao Xiyun, bring me the things to the mountain gate."

Food is the most important thing for the people. How can we do without eating?

Lu Chuan immediately decided to go to Shanmen to have a meal and kill some unattractive things to add to the fun.

"ah?!"

The two little maids, Zhao Luoluo and Zhan Xiyun, did not react for a while.

I still wanted to ask, but Lu Chuan had already walked out with his hands behind his back.

Helpless, the two could only pack the cut ingredients.

But there were too many things, and in the end it was Hongye Zhenren who came over, and the three of them took all the things together.

"Pavilion Master, there are probably more than two thousand people who have crossed Changliu Valley. In another two hundred miles, they will reach the mountain gate."

Someone reported the situation to Nangong Chuxue.

Nangong Chuxue's face was gloomy. Before Zhenyuan Zong arrived, she waited for these clowns first.

Nangong Chuxue's heart skipped a beat. If there were too many lice, he was not afraid of being bitten. Anyway, he had offended the Zhenyuan Sect. It didn't matter if he offended some more.

This time, either the entire Mingyue Pavilion army will be wiped out, or they will follow Lu Chuan to enjoy the hot and spicy food.

"Let all disciples go to the mountain gate and prepare to fight."

"Pavilion...pavilion master." At this time, a little girl ran over, her little face turned red because she ran too fast.

"You're so frizzy, tell me slowly." Nangong Chuxue scolded her while handing her a cup of tea.

The little girl finished it in one go, wiped her mouth, and then started to speak with a slight stutter.

"Senior...senior, he...he was making hot pot at the gate of the mountain, and he had to have people play a ditty for him. He said he wanted to listen to Shiba Mo. How can we do this!"

"Pfft..." Nangong Chuxue almost spat out blood.

What time is it now? Lu Chuan is still in the mood to cook hot pot and listen to some tunes, while you are still in front of the mountain gate.

The key is what kind of music is Shiba Mo?

After thinking about it for a while, Nangong Chuxue felt relieved. Lu Chuan usually seemed so unreliable.

"Go to Jiuquan Valley and ask the Supreme Elder to play music for you!"

"Ah!" The little girl looked at Nangong Chuxue in confusion.

Mingyue Pavilion has three unique colors.

They are the ultimate Zhou Zheng's majestic beauty, and Nangong Chuxue's majestic appearance.

One is the Supreme Elder, third on the rouge list, Qu Youran, who is excellent in both sex and art.

Qu Youran had not been interested in world affairs for a long time and had been staying in Jiuquan Valley raising flowers and grass. There were many disciples of Mingyue Pavilion that he had never seen before.

There is another stunning beauty, the young master uncle that many girls call him.

However, this young uncle went down the mountain for training many years ago and has not returned yet, so he doesn’t know what the situation is like.

"Go!" Nangong Chuxue smiled, "Elder Qu is not good at conquest, but he is one of the best in the world at playing music."

…

The mountain gate of Mingyue Pavilion cannot be said to be luxurious and magnificent, but it is exquisite and elegant.

However, in front of this exquisite and elegant mountain gate, Lu Chuan, a bad old man, set up firewood and started today's lunch.

At this time, a large number of Mingyue Pavilion disciples had gathered behind the mountain gate, and they all looked at Lu Chuan curiously.

Normally, Lu Chuan would be served by two little girls, Luoluo and Xiyun, when he ate.

Today, there was one more person. Hongye Zhenren, a woman who saw the excitement and didn't mind it, joined in and found a job pouring wine.

"I like you the way you are, that's delicious enough."

Lu Chuan laughed teasingly, raised his glass and drank it down in one gulp.

Master Hongye looked at the calm Lu Chuan with burning eyes and smiled charmingly.

Just like when they first met, the coquettish energy was clearly revealed.

"If you like to watch it, I can leave this little girl to you alone from now on!"

"Well, I just like this coquettishness." Lu Chuan smacked his lips, not sure whether the wine was too strong or the beauty was too seductive.

"The Supreme Elder is here."

I don't know which girl shouted, and everyone turned their heads back.

Qu Youran is famous for his cool temper, the kind of person who is not shocked when the sky falls, and has a pure heart.

The little girls never thought that Qu Youran would appear here.

The crowd automatically made way for a passage.

A woman who looked like she was only in her twenties appeared unhurriedly in everyone's sight.

Wearing a pure white dress, there is no smoke or smoke.

The shoulders are cut into shape, the waist is plain, the muscles are like fat, the Qi is like orchid, and she is so charming and boneless.

Holding a guqin in his arms, he walked towards Lu Chuan with a faint smile.

"My eyes almost popped out of my head!"

Hongye Zhenren reminded him sourly.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Master Hongye was shocked. Was he jealous?

"No way, absolutely impossible."

Master Hongye looked at Lu Chuan's old face dripping with tears, and the word "jealous" was instantly wiped out without a trace.

"Youran has met senior!"

Qu Youran came to Lu Chuan and bowed.

"Saliva, slobber, senior..." Xiao Luoluo on the side reminded Lu Chuan in a low voice when he saw Lu Chuan staring at Qu Youran in a daze.

"Ahem...hehe...the girl's beauty is so tragic that it's a shameless smile, a cheap smile."

It's such a shame to see a beautiful woman wearing a hairdresser.

In other words, only Lu Chuan, a shameless old guy, could brush it off and pretend that nothing happened.

Qu Youran couldn't help but laugh.

The word "terrible" is used to describe a woman's appearance, which seems to be somewhat "special".

"I heard from my senior that I wanted to hear Shiba Mo. This little girl is stupid and has never heard of this piece of music."

"No." Lu Chuan quickly waved his hand, "Play whatever you want, whatever you are good at will do."

It is simply inappropriate for such a lovely person to play a dirty song like Shiba Mo.

"The little girl has made a fool of herself."

Qu Youran bowed lightly and sat aside.

The sound of the piano slowly sounded, gradually overflowing like a tide, filling every space in front of the mountain gate.

The sound of the piano is euphemistic and continuous, just like a mountain spring winding from a deep valley and flowing slowly.

Even a rough guy like Lu Chuan was entranced for a while.

The beauty is as beautiful as a painting, captivating a country or a city, her charming smile touches people's hearts, and her glances captivate people's soul.

The sound of the piano lingers, and you can't help but be intoxicated.

For a moment, Lu Chuan understood the happiness of those foolish kings.

"Nangong Chuxue, come out."

Just when Lu Chuan was listening in rapt attention, a loud roar like thunder rang out.

However, the sound of the piano did not stop, and the song Youran was still playing. Everything in the outside world seemed to have nothing to do with her in the sound of the piano.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the smoke and dust not far away.

More than thirty sects and two thousand monks came to the mountain gate of Mingyue Pavilion to investigate.