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

Ling You no longer remembered how he finally found an excuse to leave.

After hearing such straightforward yet gentle words, even the soul could feel its cheeks getting hot.

The night was cold and the abnormal snow was still falling, as if there would be no end. In a blink of an eye, everything was white.

"Ling You...did he go to look for Yu Li?" Jiang Xue looked at the face of the person above her and asked with some uneasiness, "You really don't need to come with him..."

"He doesn't want me to go," Fan Ning pulled his collar, and his neck, which should have been injured, was as smooth as before, as if it had never been hurt.

In fact it is.

Fan Ning did not sacrifice her hobbies lightly. The previous injury was just a decoy. She always knew clearly in her heart what could be lost, what should be fooled, and what could be pretended not to know.

"Yu Li is far from being as easy to talk to as he appears to be."

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that there was something strange about her memory. Jiangxue sighed, looked up at the snow outside the window, and thought of those eyes that seemed to have never expressed any emotion, and she unconsciously shrank her neck.

"He won't do anything to Ling You, regardless of whether Ling You goes looking for him or not."

Fan Ning didn't care about this question and just said, "He must be as well-informed as you are. So, as long as I'm still standing here, he won't attack Ling You."

"Besides, Ling You is not some weak and delicate girl."

Fan Ning stood up and looked at the layers of snow calmly. He seemed to have suddenly lost the desire to speak, and casually took off the fox fur coat beside him and put it on.

Seeing this, Jiang Xue subconsciously asked, "Where are you going?"

"Over there, Demon Lord," Fan Ning didn't hide anything, but pointed to the snow outside and said sadly, "If the snow keeps falling like this, I won't be able to plant my cabbages anymore."

Jiang Xue: "...Do you really want to grow cabbage?"

Fan Ning: "If the Demon Lord doesn't abdicate soon."

"Then I'll not only have to grow cabbages, but I'll also have to find a bad feng shui spot every day to dig his grave."

"..."

Jiangxue finally had nothing to say.

He watched the figure leave for a long time before realizing that although he came here, he had not really asked any of the questions he wanted to ask.

Thinking of this, Jiangxue wanted to sigh again.

"His Highness Fan Ning really refuses to reveal anything..."

He turned back, with a hint of disappointment in his tone. Just when he thought he would get nothing this time, a letter that had been stuffed into his body at some point fell out of his sleeve.

Jiangxue was stunned. When she looked down and saw the flamboyant handwriting on the envelope, a knowing smile appeared on her face before she even moved her hand.

...Your Highness Fan Ning, it turns out you also noticed his uneasiness.

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On the other side, Fan Ning walked easily on the road to the forbidden area. The snowflakes falling from the sky did not cause any hindrance to her. They fell on her hands and quickly disappeared.

Perhaps realizing that he had no choice, the Demon Lord finally revealed a part of his "great cause" to Fan Ning.

Standing on a deep pit, Fan Ning lowered his eyes and looked at the restless power of the abyss sealed underneath, without hiding the disgust in his eyes.

"Let me ask you, what did you use to seal it?"

Even if the leaked power of the abyss reaches such a scale, it is definitely not as simple as the small gadgets that the world of immortal cultivation has dealt with before - it can even be said that after reaching this scale, it can already steal a part of the power of the laws of heaven.

Not only can it be sealed but it can also be used freely...

Fan Ning snorted coldly and asked bluntly, "Come on, tell me how you came up with this idea."

"It's just a strong enough body." The Demon Lord was very dissatisfied with her tone, but due to the reality, he didn't say much. He just pointed at the seal below, as if showing off his amazing work, and his tone became higher. "A body that almost ascended to heaven."

"What a shame," he smacked his lips, his tone neutral yet revealing a hint of contempt. "If that one hadn't escaped, the power of the abyss would have become my subordinate by now."

"The body of the former Demon Lord? You are truly a demon."

"You clearly control the answer but you are unwilling to do it... This is an act of destruction," the Demon Lord sighed, a bloody light flashed in his eyes, and he didn't seem to care about the person he was talking about, even if that was his biological father.

"So you not only want to steal his body, but also want to steal the answers he knows?" Fan Ning did not comment on this. Similarly, it was not surprising that as soon as she approached the sealed location of the abyss, the connection between her mind and the system was forced to be cut off.

"The person you said ran away, could it be the former leader of Yueli Sect?"

"..."

The Demon Lord narrowed his eyes dangerously, "How did you know?"

"It seems so." Fan Ning didn't answer him, but bent down to touch the seal and added, "Maybe he took advantage of the time when they were both injured."

"How despicable, Lord Demon."

The Demon Lord's expression suddenly turned gloomy, and the aura around him was much colder than the snow outside.

But Fan Ningyou felt that was not enough, and he added insult to injury. "Even the position of Demon Lord was stolen... It seems that because he couldn't get anything, he forced himself to become a control freak."

The Demon Lord's eyes flashed, and he forced himself to calm down, thinking about Fan Ning's words about bringing a knife - this person has been moody since she came in, and even if her face is completely calm, it still cannot change the fact that she is looking for fire out of thin air.

"Are you angry? Why?" The Demon Lord was indeed confused. He looked at Fan Ning who seemed to be checking something. Three minutes later, he suddenly had an idea.

So he frowned and asked firmly, "Are you angry with me because of Ling You?"

"You want to vent your anger on his behalf?" The Demon Lord became curious and asked, "What's so good about my brother that you care so much about him?"

In the Demon Lord's dictionary, these emotions are superficial and non-existent. After all, even his father, who always claimed to have found true love, ended up doing such a thing.

Not only did he force her to leave, he also didn't leave her anything, and abruptly cut off her path to survival.

If that's love... then isn't love just some hypocritical stuff?

"What's good about it? He doesn't need anything good," Fan Ning's tone was like the calm sea. The Demon Lord's face was even more puzzled when he heard such an answer.

But there is more to Fan Ning’s story.

"Just because I chose him."

I was chosen again and again, so everything was as it should be.