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

"I've decided. It's better to say hello properly."

The Demon General smiled slightly and walked towards the table of people with incredible speed. The demon cultivators around him were startled and wanted to follow him, but were discouraged by the sudden change in the atmosphere over there.

Forget it... He lowered his head in confusion. Although he didn't know what exactly happened, he subconsciously didn't want to get close.

In fact, he was absolutely right.

"My name is Lin Zhenfeng. You look familiar, young lady." The demon general, who used the name "Lin Zhenfeng" again, smiled and tilted his head slightly. His long hair brushed against her fingertips. His tone was even more gentle and bright. "But what does it have to do with our Lord Demon?"

Ling You blocked his view, stood up, and said seriously, "You are not needed here. You can leave."

"Aren't you going to talk to this girl about the situation?" Lin Zhenfeng feigned surprise. After losing control of his body, he only showed a little superficial respect to the current Demon Lord. "You destroyed the stage for her. Could it be that she has some similarities with the one you're thinking about?"

Ling You's face darkened. Seeing that the man in front of him was about to say something that Fan Ning couldn't hear, his aura surged, and his tone became more majestic, "We don't need that here—"

"I need it," Fan Ning, still sitting still, propped up his chin lazily, brushed away the Demon Lord's threatening gaze with one hand, and asked softly, "About that person you mentioned... there's a lot I really want to know."

Lin Zhenfeng followed the conversation and sat down on the other side of her, completely ignoring the expression of his boss beside him. He fanned himself and recounted what happened a year ago like a storyteller standing on the street.

According to him, the Demon Lord happened to be replaced a year ago, and the first thing Ling You did after taking the throne was to find a woman - although he did not describe any detailed characteristics, but she gave people the feeling of being like a snow-white rose with long thorns on the mountains, fresh and bright, but not allowing ordinary people to approach easily.

"You have a pretty bad memory," Fan Ning just smiled after hearing this. Ling You, who was standing next to her as punishment, pursed his lips tightly, as if he had done something wrong, and even his eyes became cautious.

Fan Ning didn't look at him, but her hand accurately found the other person's drooping knuckles and quietly pinched them in her hand and played with them.

The slender Demon Lord leaned forward and stood as close to her as possible without making a sound. While threatening Lin Zhenfeng who was "making up stories" opposite him, he pursed his lips and tried his best to restrain the urge to drag the person away.

"He's been searching for a year and still hasn't found it... Hasn't the Demon Lord ever considered that it was just his imagination?" Fan Ning asked again.

Lin Zhenfeng smiled softly, covering his face with half of his fan. "You can't say that... The last person who said that was thrown into the snow by the Demon Lord to dig potatoes."

"...Digging potatoes?" Fan Ning raised his eyebrows, as some pleasant memories were brought back to him, and his expression softened.

In Ling You's eyes, Lin Zhenfeng, who was being stared at by Fan Ning like this, suddenly became dazzling.

"So you're so concerned about this," the Demon Lord, who had accidentally stepped on his nerves, finally couldn't bear it any longer. In front of Fan Ning, his eyes suddenly became sharp. "If you like it so much, Huo Rong will definitely be happy to have another friend."

Lin Zhenfeng's face froze slightly, and he barely remembered that this person was actually his immediate superior.

"That's not my intention. I just see that this girl is compatible with me, and I really don't want her to become the third party in the Demon Lord's love. If the Demon Lord can't even tolerate this little kindness... how can he please the girl he loves?"

Lin Zhenfeng's words were quite high-sounding. Fan Ning nodded after listening to them. After a pause, he directly refuted: "You can't say that..."

Ling You looked at her expectantly, and then heard Fan Ning's next words.

"Now it's your Demon Lord who wants to become the third party," Fan Ning said calmly, but a malicious smile was clearly visible in his eyes. "He made a promise with me that if he could make me happier in the next few days, I would tear up the Heavenly Dao Contract and give him a chance."

"Heavenly Contract..." Lin Zhenfeng realized something belatedly and softened his tone. "Are you already married?"

"A Taoist companion is not something that can be easily decided."

"It's not a decision I made lightly. He and I have always been in love with each other," Fan Ning explained. "He just forgot about me now. He will remember me one day."

...Isn't this even worse?

Lin Zhenfeng boasted that he was never a simple person who only knew how to practice cultivation, and he had seen a lot of love affairs in the world. Therefore, he was not unfamiliar with such perfunctory words.

The look in his eyes when he looked at Fan Ning suddenly changed. He didn't care about backstabbing his boss and immediately said righteously: "You can't be fooled by such rhetoric!"

"What morals can a person with smooth talk and flattery have... No matter how many sweet words are said, at this moment when they are forgotten, it is time to cut the Gordian knot."

Lin Zhenfeng's eyes were serious. When he looked at the Demon Lord behind him, although he was a little reluctant, his expression no longer showed rejection.

She must be freed from the sea of ​​suffering first, Lin Zhenfeng thought so, and couldn't help but mention the Demon Lord.

"People like us adults are especially trustworthy. To have cared about someone's shadow for so long is truly one of the most profound and unrepentant love. If even he has fallen in love with someone else, what true love is left in this world?"

Ling You, who thought he could say something nice: "..."

"Lin Zhenfeng," he bit the name hard, and the expression on his face suddenly became cold.

"You have such a great talent for storytelling, isn't it a shame for you to remain a demon general?"

After asking a rhetorical question, Lin Zhenfeng shut up awkwardly.

He was surprised at how much he cared. Whether it was a demon general or an ordinary demon cultivator... to him who had already avenged his great hatred, there should be no difference.

He doesn't consider himself a power-hungry person.

But this is not the case.

"Becoming the most respected demon general under the Demon Lord" - this matter has always had an extraordinary appeal to him.

But when I actually saw the Demon Lord, such thoughts never appeared in my mind once.

It's like... something is out of place.

"From the beginning, he didn't want me to listen any further." Fan Ning turned and looked at Ling You, whose expression changed in an instant. She used his hand to pull him towards her. She carefully looked into his eyes, which were trying to avoid her. Suddenly, she raised the corners of her mouth and said coldly, "Well, is everything he said true?"