Start: Confined By The System And Become Mentally Ill

Before Lu Chuan entered the auction house, he took off Fenghuo March's shirt and covered the three heads.

While taking off his clothes, Ke made this pervert so excited that he blushed, his neck thickened, and his mouth watered. As a result, he got slapped by Lu Chuan before he calmed down.

Sun's auction house looks like a small high-rise building from the outside, but after entering, you realize that there is something special about it.

The first floor is a super luxurious hall that can accommodate at least tens of thousands of people.

The hall was very empty, with only an exquisite small table standing in the center. It seemed that this was where the auction items waiting to be auctioned would be.

"This auction house is made of a strange space stone, Bailo Stone. The space inside can be stretched and expanded to accommodate no matter how many people there are."

Seeing that Lu Chuan was acting like a curious baby, Zhou Yu explained to Lu Chuan thoughtfully.

"There are more than 30 luxury boxes on the second and third floors of the auction house. Each box is a small independent space, making it easy to hide your identity and not be disturbed."

"Everyone, your room is in Room 3, Tianzi. Please come over here." Sun Baimo, who was confident, spoke louder.

Lu Chuan did not go upstairs with the others because he had to stand in the lobby.

After Sun Baimo guided Ye Gucheng and his party, he brought a chair to Lu Chuan.

Lu Chuan slammed the three heads onto the table in the center of the hall.

Because it was covered with tattered clothes, except for Ye Gucheng and his party who had just gone up, the other people in the box didn't know what it was.

Lu Chuan then turned to look at Sun Baimo and asked, "Are the private rooms upstairs full?"

Sun Baimo looked at the three covered heads and felt a chill. He nodded to Lu Chuan and whispered.

"We're all here, but there are a few more people."

"There are three bald ladles in Room 4 of Tiandu Continent, Room 2 of Tianzi are four people from Tianhua Continent, and Room 1 of Tianzi are three monks from Haotian Continent."

"The monks in these three rooms are all newly arrived at the Annihilation Realm."

"The other boxes are probably some of the powerful aristocratic families in our Tianhuang Continent, as well as those from other continents who came to join in the fun."

Lu Chuan couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "You've fought so hard this time, aren't you afraid that others will rob you?"

"It's okay, aren't you here?" Sun Baimo also took the opportunity to flatter him.

"Everyone!" Lu Chuan cleared his throat, looked around the box upstairs, and spoke.

"Today I was invited by the head of the Sun family to stand for this auction."

"It's time to start talking ugly. Think about it yourself if you want to make any crooked ideas."

"Pfft..." A few sneers came from the private room on the second floor.

You, a mere novice, are obviously inappropriate and very inappropriate to say such things here.

"Let me hear this sound again at my own risk."

Lu Chuan warned arrogantly, then sat down on the chair next to him, and took off the tattered clothes covering his head.

Three bloody heads were displayed in front of everyone in the box.

The entire auction house instantly became silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

After a brief silence, there was the sound of gasping for air.

The people who reacted the most violently were the people in Tianzi Room 4 and Tianzi Room 1.

Because among the three people who died, there were people from their mainland.

…

Seeing the heads of Master Kurong and Jun Wuxiang, the hairs on the hair of the people in these two rooms stood on end.

"It's Junior Brother Kurong!"

The three bald ladles in Room No. 4 of Tianzi quickly determined the identity of the big-brained melon seed.

A monk with a fleshy face and a scar like a centipede on his left eye was furious on the spot and was about to rush out and kill Lu Chuan.

"Deadwood, don't be impulsive!" The two old monks next to him quickly grabbed him.

The monk named Kumu felt rage boiling in his chest, like a boiler that was about to explode due to excessive pressure.

"Uncle, are you just going to watch your junior brother being humiliated?"

The two old monks shook their heads, "When this happens, we will naturally seek an explanation for Ku Rong, but don't act rashly until the auction is over."

In Room No. 1 of Tianzi, the three proud Taoists were shocked and quickly became quiet again.

The kind-hearted Taoist in the middle shook his head and said, "Let's wait until the auction is over. Ye Gucheng and the others are also here. I'll go and find out the situation with them later, so I can explain it to the elder Jun Wuxiang when I get back."

To the right of the old Taoist, the middle-aged Taoist with a full beard sneered, "Excuse me, who should I explain to when I come out? Jun Wuxiang has always been arrogant, and his strength is only half a bucket of water. If he dies, he will die. Two The word 'he deserves it'."

The gentle Taoist on the left of the old Taoist smiled and said: "Actually, I am curious about who killed Jun Wuxiang and the other three. Ye Gucheng, Zhou Yu and his party did have the ability, but the time was too short and they couldn't do it. No Could he really be a little guy from that realm?"

The old Taoist waved his hand, "That's all, let's not get too involved in this matter. He killed three Annihilation Realm monks in such a short time. This kind of person is not something we can predict."

At this time, the gentle Taoist looked at Lu Chuan in the hall with interest.

"The little guy below has a handsome appearance, impressive aura, and extremely good bones. Don't you want to accept a closed disciple?"

The bearded Taoist nodded: "That's right. It's just that he's not sitting right now, and his morals are a little bad. I'll tie him up later and take him with me when I get back."

"Wuweizi, don't act recklessly." The old Taoist priest couldn't help but scolded softly, "This little guy is not simple."

"Hehe..." The bearded man sneered, not daring to talk back.

…

"Everyone, if you think your neck is harder than the owners of the three heads on the table, you can come and touch me. No more nonsense."

As Lu Chuan spoke, he took a sip of wine arrogantly and said to Sun Baimo, "Let's start!"

Sun Baimo was so happy that his liver trembled. When had he ever been so hard-tempered?

"Huh huh!" Sun Baimoxiong stood in front of the table and cleared his throat.

"I believe you already know some of the items being auctioned today. I will make some additions here."

"The items in this auction are the original runes of the mysterious era that once disappeared, the era of evil."

Upon hearing the words "Era of Ten Evils", most of the monks in the box stood up from their chairs.

The Age of Ten Evils is an extremely mysterious era.

It is said that it was also a prosperous era that was not inferior to the current spiritual energy era.

But the Ten Evils era, for unknown reasons, disappeared into the long river of history almost overnight.

Some people even say that in the long river of time, there are no records of the era of the Ten Evils.

Today's monks' understanding of the era of the Ten Evils is based on sporadic records in ancient unearthed classics.