Bound to Mary Sue, I am against involution in the world of immortal cultivation

Luo Xue's voice was very faint, as if it would disappear as soon as it blended into the wind.

But wasn't the person present very sharp-eyed and sharp-eared? When Ling You heard this, he immediately realized that there was something else going on.

Maybe even the so-called inner demon was created by Luo Xue herself!

It's really crazy. He tutted his tongue expressionlessly, turned his head and remembered something, and poked Fan Ning's outstretched hand in annoyance.

"You are really so kind?"

Fan Ning didn't answer him. With a blush on her face, she suddenly started talking about something else without any preface. "Why didn't I see the bird Miss Luo raised? It's called the Black Moon Pigeon... It's not very common."

Ling You subconsciously looked around the room and actually found an empty golden birdcage in a corner.

"..."

"What else haven't you told me?" He couldn't help but ask, and when he raised his eyes, he met Fan Ning's eyes again.

She was still a little tipsy, and when she raised her eyelids, a layer of watery light appeared in her eyes.

Ling You's somewhat irritable mood was instantly suppressed.

Why bother arguing with Fan Ning? He convinced himself expressionlessly that she was even drunk and didn't look like she would have time to explain.

"Are you really drunk?" Luo Xue looked over through a layer of white gauze.

She still stood there without moving. Her figure was slender, but she looked like an everlasting snow-capped mountain.

"Drunk? I'm not drunk," Fan Ning retorted, his eyebrows and eyes were red, which made people feel even more uneasy.

...The previous remarks about killing the sect leader are still on the table!

Ling You looked a little worried, obviously fearing that Fan Ning would cause some fatal disturbance next time.

"Do you know that the letter was given by me?" Luo Xue still used the honorific cautiously. She seemed to be hesitating and weighing something, and her steps moved slightly closer to Fan Ning.

The temperature in the bamboo house was not high, and it even had a faint sense of the coldness of a cultivator. Ling You looked a little helpless when he heard that there was something he didn't know about that was brought to the surface.

"Really..." He complained quietly, but before he could turn the page, a warm hand reached into his collar.

Ling You was suddenly startled and his face turned red instantly.

"Fan, Fan Ning..."

"Hmm?" Fan Ning tilted his head and looked at him. At this time, he seemed to be quite drunk and didn't care about his expression at all.

"Are you sick?" she replied casually. After feeling around and not finding what she wanted, she belatedly reached for her waist.

"Yeah, here it is."

Ling You, who was stuttering just now: "..."

He responded expressionlessly.

A neatly written letter was placed on the table.

The world of cultivating immortals occasionally has some harmless rituals, so under the faint light, Ling You could clearly see the clan pattern in the dark corner of the envelope.

"Given by the Qingyun Sect?" He looked a little strange, and then he remembered how Fan Ning had swaggered into the sect, and he was speechless for a moment.

"Yeah, but I thought it was the Sect Master..."

Fan Ning narrowed her eyes and curled the corners of her lips. The alcohol in her body made her look not sober, and even the tail end of the voice had a slightly erratic upturn.

"So it was Chunsheng who made the mistake," Luo Xue accepted the explanation. She looked at Fan Ning again and smiled. "Even if I thought it was the Sect Master's invitation... I didn't expect Miss Fan Ning to actually be willing to come."

"Then why are you chasing people away?" Ling You felt that her expression was extremely subtle. Although the person was standing in front of him and talking, her body looked as if it would collapse into a cloud at any moment, without the vitality of a living person.

The people of Qingyun Sect...few of them look like ordinary people.

"Because I'm not ready to face it yet," Luo Xue's expression softened after being ruthlessly exposed.

Ling You muttered this, but still felt something was wrong.

Why did Luo Xue describe them as villains from a picture book, as if they were about to start a massacre in the next second...

"I want you to take me away from here."

The woman in front of him suddenly lowered her head, her snow-like long hair covering her face, her tone was helpless and sad, but upon closer inspection, the corners of her lips were raised.

Like a traveler who has been walking alone for a long time and finally sees her companion, she makes a request, not caring at all whether the person in front of her is just a mirage.

"No, isn't that right?" Ling You instinctively felt that something was wrong with this departure. He glanced at Fan Ning, who seemed to be still immersed in the alcohol and hadn't reacted, and asked again: "This departure you are talking about..."

Is it really serious?

"I've been trapped here for a long time," Luo Xue raised her head and casually untied the white veil covering her eyes, revealing her dull eyes, which had been corrupted by her inner demons. "The Sect Master trapped me here, and I can't commit suicide before releasing my inner demons. The few people who have seen me have been full of comfort, hoping that I will get better and continue to be the 'genius' that everyone admires."

"But I can't get better," she smiled again, looking at the moonlight that had fallen countless times by the window, her vision becoming increasingly blurry. "I'm afraid of death, so I can only wait, waiting for the moment when the inner demon will deprive me of all my life, waiting for the sect master to be unable to bear it and wipe me out."

"Is this the reason why you brought me here?" Fan Ning's eyes suddenly became sharp. Ling You, who was always paying attention to her, seemed to have noticed something, but before he could take a closer look, the fleeting strangeness was covered up.

Ling You looked at her still somewhat dazed eyes, and decided to let go of the strange feeling in his heart.

"Do you think Fan Ning will let you leave?" He didn't use harsher words. At least he came from a place where demons were rampant, and he had seen many people who would do anything to survive. But this kind of person who had a bright future but was determined to die... was the first time he had seen one.

"You are different from those monks," Luo Xue nodded, but did not answer his further questions.

Ling You found it ridiculous.

Fan Ning is different from other cultivators... Of course she is different!

Before she appeared, he had never seen someone so passionate and cold, so damned that he couldn't take his eyes off her.

But this is not the reason why these people come to me one by one!

She wants the sacred tree, the nine-petal demon lotus... Now this is good, she doesn't want anything, and she also wants to give Fan Ning a life!

"Nonsense! You're taking a life so casually, and you're even suspected of provoking the Qingyun Sect... Do you know what the consequences will be?"

Ling You was holding back his anger, probably because the wine was too strong, and even he couldn't help but be a little bit emotional.

"Let's go!" He grabbed Fan Ning's wrist unhappily, his face gloomy. Before the other party could speak, he retorted, "I haven't settled the score with you for your previous concealment!"