Start: Confined By The System And Become Mentally Ill

"Actually, I quite hate the way your monks fight."

Lu Chuan slowly took out the Shasheng from his waist and waved it casually.

The overwhelming shadow that rushed in front of him was instantly dispersed.

"You can either throw vitality bombs from thousands of miles away, or you can create a field to hide in."

"A real man should fight head-on with real swords and guns."

"Beauty, don't you think so?" Lu Chuan said, turning back and raising his eyebrows at Cao Yunlan.

The corner of Cao Yunlan's mouth trembled, and he almost couldn't bring it up in one breath.

How long has it been since then, and I still have the time to discuss this issue.

Besides, head-on hand-to-hand combat is something only a reckless man can do. How does it fit with the noble status of a monk?

"Interesting, you are not affected by withering. How did you, a first-level monk, do it?"

Bai Qi's voice sounded again. He was surprised but not panicked.

Because withering is a part of death, death is the real avenue, and no one can ignore death all the time.

As long as you stay in the field long enough, you will be corrupted.

"Haha, you're so good. You're not even close to the Demon Lord's stupid young man."

The Demon Lord is the real realm of annihilation, which is the ceiling of this practice system.

Ah Fu also evaluated Lu Chuan's strength in this way, which is equivalent to the strength of the realm of annihilation.

But the real situation is that Lu Chuan can control the devil.

Ah Fu's explanation is that the properties of Lu Chuan's chaotic sword energy can suppress the magic properties of this world.

Is that really all there is to it? of course not!

Lu Chuan has always claimed to be a swordsman, not a superior swordsman.

What is a swordsman, a person who is skilled in swordsmanship.

Simple and pure.

It was this simple purity that allowed Lu Chuan to concentrate everything on one sword.

One sword kills people, one sword kills gods.

Lu Chuan moved, very quickly.

It's not a magic technique, it's just pure speed, an explosion of body muscle power.

One sword rises, one sword falls, focus a little, reach the peak, it's that simple.

The sword energy cuts through everything in front of him, the insubstantial shadows in the realm are annihilated, and the tangible realm is cut through.

There were no earth-shattering explosions, no gorgeous magic weapons clashes.

Everything happened so fast that it was unreal.

"boom!"

Lu Chuan returned to the starting point. Just as the long sword was sheathed, the entire field shattered into pieces like porcelain dropped to the ground.

Bai Qi's figure appeared not far away, his eyes were bulging, full of disbelief.

He was as horrified as if the tide had receded and found that he was the one without underwear.

Bai Qi stared at Lu Chuan, as if he wanted to see something in Lu Chuan, but he saw nothing.

Lu Chuan is still the same, a first-level rookie, a young man who is so young that he can pinch water.

"How did you find me? I'm hiding in the withering and can't be found." In the end, Bai Qi couldn't hold back and asked the question he wanted to know most.

"I don't know." Lu Chuan shrugged.

Lu Chuan indeed didn't know, but so what?

As long as he knows that Bai Qi is in this field, Shasheng will lead him to him.

"Haha, interesting. I have never seen a person like you or a sword like you."

Bai Qi sighed, turned around slowly and opened his legs.

However, as soon as he took two steps, his head shot up into the sky.

The blood spurted out, making a sound like the wind, which was very nice.

Like a dream, life and death are reversed.

Looking at Bai Qi's headless body, Cao Yunlan thought he was hallucinating.

She didn't come back to her senses until Shangguan Qing beside her grabbed her hand and pulled it down weakly.

"Qing'er, Qing'er..." Cao Yunlan looked at Shangguan Qing blankly, she was about to die.

In fact, Shangguan Qing should have died a long time ago. It is a miracle that he can survive until now.

Bai Qi's blow shattered her internal organs and her soul.

This last breath was caused by Lu Chuan's sword energy hanging on her.

Now that Cao Yunlan is out of danger, her last wish has been fulfilled, and she can no longer hold on to her life.

"Qing'er, don't sleep, don't sleep, please, please..." Cao Yunlan hugged Shangguan Qing tightly and murmured helplessly.

Big tears fell on Shangguan Qing's pale lips.

"Your Highness, your face is dirty..."

Shangguan Qing wanted to raise her hand to wipe the blood on Cao Yunlan's face, but she did not raise her hand after all.

Lu Chuan looked at them. Shangguan Qing's last words touched a certain chord in his heart.

Lu Chuan's cold heart seemed to have some warmth at this moment.

…

It took a long time for Cao Yunlan to accept the fact that Shangguan Qing died.

She picked up Shangguan Qing's body and looked in the direction of Dadu, "Qing'er, let's go home and watch the fireworks in Dadu."

Cao Yunlan staggered as he walked, falling down and getting up again and again.

After falling down, I no longer had the strength to get up.

She hugged Shangguan Qing's body and cried again.

Cry your own incompetence, cry your own worthless conscience.

Without that conscience, things like today would not have happened.

Finally tired from crying, Cao Yunlan fell asleep.

Lu Chuan stood by silently, feeling sympathy for the first time.

Ah Fu, who had been following behind, looked at this scene, breathed a sigh of relief, and murmured to himself.

"Qiuren, Qiuren, have you seen it? When will you be willing to take it off?"

…

"God damn Qiuhong Tavern, damn Bai Qi, how dare you assassinate me, the eldest princess of Wei..."

An army of tens of thousands of people appeared at the ferry.

A young man wearing a python robe saw Cao Yunlan and Shangguan Qing lying motionless on the ground and rushed over crying.

With such a sad look on his face, those who didn't know it thought he had died.

However, while the young man was performing hard, Cao Yunlan slowly raised his head.

The purple pupils were devoid of any emotion, making people's hearts tremble with indifference.

Seeing Cao Yunlan "resurrected from the dead", the young man was so frightened that he fell to the ground.

Then he immediately put on a disgusting smile.

"Lan'er, are you okay? That's great. After receiving the news that you were attacked, I rushed over quickly. What happened to Sir Shangguan? Is she okay?"

"Thank you, Brother Imperial, for your concern." Cao Yunlan shook his head numbly: "I'll leave Brother Imperial to worry about the merchant ship. I'll go back first."

Listening to Cao Yunlan's cold voice, the young man's heart trembled.

He quickly nodded and agreed: "Just leave this place to me. Someone, come and escort the princess back to Dadu!"

"No need." Cao Yunlan picked up Shangguanqing's body and looked at Lu Chuan.

"Sir, could I trouble you one more time and send me back to Dadu? I will thank you very much afterwards."

Lu Chuan nodded happily: "Okay, along the way."

Although that little bit of sympathy is short-lived, the seeds have been planted and will bloom one day.

"Brother Imperial, I will give you Bai Qi's head. Xishu is offering a reward of tens of millions of spiritual stones!"

When Cao Yunlan left, he left such words that made the young man restless for a long time.