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

Until the magic weapon landed in the South China Sea, Ling You still hadn't figured out this problem.

The two sects that should have had conflicts were not only having fun together, but they even sat together seriously to talk about the benefits of magic tools... When they talked about feelings, they even drank.

If the illegal weapon flying in the sky didn't bother anyone, I'm afraid the villagers living nearby would have come up and attacked them.

Ling You felt unusually tired, "I might as well just go on my own..."

"I think this is a good idea," Fan Ning smiled, looking meaningfully at the bustling market around him, and speculated in a friendly manner, "Maybe something pleasant will happen?"

"..."

A quarter of an hour later.

"You mean pleasure like this, right?"

Ling You looked at the person who fainted inexplicably in front of them. Just as he was about to call the people behind him to come and deal with it, he looked back and found that the monks who had gathered together before had completely dispersed.

"I'm fine..." The young man slowly got up from the ground and smiled helplessly. He shook his head to stay awake. His snow-like long gown hung on the ground. As soon as he stood up, he was frightened again by the whistling horse passing by.

The sound of the wind seemed to stop for a moment. Ling You wanted to pull Fan Ning away first, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, the people below were already one step faster.

"Oh, I'm so sorry..." The young man fell right at Fan Ning's feet, with the last word of his voice rising slightly, so that even the unfinished words were tinged with tenderness.

Fan Ning raised an eyebrow, "Can't get up?"

The young man's eyes widened slightly as he watched her slowly bend down, even the corners of her lips curled up just right.

"Thank you..."

The designed words came to an abrupt end.

Fan Ning reached out and lifted the hem of the shirt that was in the way. Seeing that the latter was determined not to move away from this area, she simply raised her leg and stepped on it.

The young man who also reached out but caught nothing had a stiff expression on his face, but Ling You laughed out loud.

"The people in the South China Sea are very open-minded. You'd better be careful." He took Fan Ning's hand and stepped over the snow-white hem of the clothes.

"Well, this dress feels pretty good to step on," Fan Ning said. "The white one is really eye-catching."

The two of them exchanged a few words and walked inside, oblivious to the discussions around them.

The young man who was left alone there could no longer hold back. He stood up with a cold face, and after using the cleaning technique to clean his clothes in a few strokes, he became more and more angry, and his face became full of gritted teeth.

"Fan Ning——"

"Can you do it?" The man who had just passed by on horseback slowly waved at him, pulling the reins, his tone full of gloating, "If you can't, give me the chance... If you can't, there are plenty of people who want to try."

"Don't let this embarrass you and bring shame to the Hehuan Sect."

The young man was hit in the face by the dust raised by the horse's hooves. Instead of getting angry, he laughed: "Lu Li, I want to see what you can do. Fan Ning obviously has someone in her heart..."

"So what if I have someone in my heart? It's just a joke. How can I let such an excuse stop me from discussing the Hehuan Sect's affairs?" The young man called Lu Li smiled and jumped off his horse in a dashing manner. His long hair tied with red silk was radiant and flamboyant. "I'm sure to win this bet!"

……

On the other side, Ling You, who had just escaped from the entanglement, frowned, "The man just now even fell down deliberately. Could he be someone who is plotting against us?"

"It's hard to say it's a conspiracy," Fan Ning leaned against the stall and bought some fruit. He held it in one hand and stuffed one into Ling You's pocket with the other. "Maybe it's a local specialty?"

Ling You, feeling fooled, said: "..."

He swallowed the fruit in his mouth and mumbled, "What kind of special thing requires fainting in the street and blocking the way...?"

Fan Ning pointed at the beauties soliciting customers by the path.

Ling You: “…”

Ling You's face suddenly turned green.

"This can't be called a local specialty, right? Wait..." He paused, suddenly remembering a sect with a straightforward style. "Could it be the Hehuan Sect?"

Ling You closed his eyes and felt that the fruit he swallowed suddenly became sour and bitter.

He wanted to convince himself it was just an accident.

but……

What kind of accident could happen to a magical weapon?

"Don't think about it," Fan Ning waved his hands, looking relieved. "At worst, you can just follow me closely."

Ling You moved closer to her, feeling somewhat depressed: "It shouldn't be that serious?"

Fan Ning thought of something and smiled without saying anything.

It turns out that it is extremely necessary to maintain a certain level of vigilance.

On the short journey from outside the city to the accommodation inside, Ling You expressionlessly identified three "thieves" with ulterior motives, prevented two clashes with unknown intentions, and even - exposed a scam of selling oneself to hide one's father.

In fact, it's more than that. If you include other characters in the role-playing game... it can be said that all kinds of martial arts are brought to the table.

Unfortunately, it was served to someone else's table.

The Hehuan Sect is truly a place of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

"You think it's funny?" Ling You gritted his teeth and looked at the person beside him who was laughing so heartlessly.

Fan Ning nodded, and saw the most obvious jealousy on the face of the person in front of him. Coupled with those somewhat aggrieved eyes, it was really a very beautiful "wine".

"What if I say it's interesting?" She raised her hand and poked the red face. She didn't know if it was out of anger or anxiety, but Ling You looked at her with a pair of burning eyes.

"Eh?"

Suddenly, there was nothing under Fan Ning and he was picked up directly.

Ling You hugged her tightly in his arms, leaned his head against her neck, and said in a muffled voice, "Fan Ning, you have to make me happy too."

Fan Ning was amused and simply put her arms around his neck, drawling out her words, "I don't mind, but what about you?"

“…They’re all watching.”

They? What do you mean, they...

Ling You raised his head in surprise, and coincidentally met the eyes of the monks who were standing in front of the restaurant and greeting them.

Not to mention the sects in the South China Sea, even the cultivators in the Yueli Sect who were delayed in receiving the news were shocked.

“You’re picking me up now…?”

"Junior Sister Fan Ning didn't even slap back..."

"I'm heartbroken. How come Junior Sister Fan Ning is already taken..."

"..."

Ling You glared fiercely at the monk who spoke last.

The monk, who had already lowered his voice when sighing, was stunned. Before he could finish his words, he felt himself being locked by some icy breath, and his whole body was frozen.

"Ling You," Fan Ning whispered in his ear with malicious intent, deliberately speaking vaguely to disturb his heat, "Are you going to put me down now?"

Ling You: “…”

Ling You was silent for a moment, then suddenly walked over with the person in his arms.

"No," he said, his emotions leading him to express a thought he had always avoided in the past. His answer was resounding, "I won't let go in the future either."