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

Ling You pressed the corners of his mouth, and the moment he heard these words, all the expressions on his face disappeared.

"why?"

He suddenly grasped Fan Ning's hand stubbornly, with an emotion in his eyes that he himself had not yet realized, "Then I-"

Ling You didn't finish his words.

He stared blankly at the calm face in front of him, and the moment he said this, he lost all the strength to ask further questions.

why?

Why did you mention yourself?

Why, when I heard those words, I wanted to stand next to her?

Countless chaotic thoughts invaded his mind. Ling You stiffly wanted to touch that inexplicably distant face, but before he could move, he was grabbed by another hand.

"Now is not the time to do this," Fan Ning said helplessly. He glanced at the person who was secretly watching them out of the corner of his eye, and pinched Ling You's tightened palm soothingly.

"Have you seen enough?"

With just one word, all the monks who had cast their eyes on him lowered their heads silently.

They scattered in all directions and quickly left the place of trouble in just a few blinks of an eye.

There were only two people left under this lush and iconic tree, staring at each other.

"You can continue now," Fan Ning tilted his head and smiled mischievously, as if he had no idea what the person in front of him was thinking.

Even the system couldn't stand it anymore: [Host, Ling You seems to have real feelings for you, you...]

[But I am just this kind of person, and I will never change for anyone in my life.] Fan Ning said in a somewhat cold tone.

She looked at Ling You in front of her, and while he remained silent, she took a step forward.

"Fan Ning," Ling You, who had no way to avoid her, finally met her eyes.

He is really not good at keeping his emotions in order.

But that person was standing right in front of them, between the eclipsed heaven and earth, in full view of everyone.

Ling You leaned against the tree trunk, and at the moment the wind blew past, he heard a very subtle crisp sound coming from above.

Something was spinning and falling.

He clenched his trembling fingers, and the uneasy feeling pierced into his flesh like a sharp thorn.

She looked at me like that again.

"...Are you teasing me?"

Ling You has never been good at glossing over the truth. He originally wanted to say something restrained, but when he met those eyes that were smiling but distant, there was only one sentence left.

——Are you kidding me?

"Do you think so?" Fan Ning, who had a gentle expression just now, suddenly closed the distance with the last step, his hands hanging quietly at his sides without any clamping movements, and he could even be considered polite - but Ling You was keenly aware of the danger, as if something that should have been hidden deep inside had silently undergone subtle changes.

"Playing around? That's a serious accusation. What should I say? Say I didn't do it, that there was a misunderstanding between us, or... that it was my true feelings?"

Fan Ning raised her voice slightly, and her crimson lips gradually moved closer to his ear, like the whispers of lovers: "...but I don't want to say that."

"I just want to play with you," Fan Ning smiled lightly. The wind blew her long eyelashes, and even the last trace of teasing at the corner of her lips faded away.

She said, "What are you going to do? Lingyou."

The lips filled with heat gently bit the earlobe that seemed to be dripping with blood. Ling You trembled again, like a puppet that was about to be broken, and closed his eyes tightly.

"I have no choice," he repeated. "I always have no choice."

From the first time they met, he couldn't escape the control of the person in front of him.

No matter what kind of big shot she faced, no matter what kind of crisis she encountered... her back never wavered, as if she was an eternal and unchanging pointer.

He couldn't let her escape without leaving a trace.

"Ling You," Fan Ning's voice once again entered his ears unhindered.

Ling You opened his eyes and looked at Fan Ning, who had returned to his normal distance at some point.

She held a leaf in her playful hands, and behind her was the devastating black and red sky.

"I'm not asking you for an answer, nor do I need you to make any choice about this. It's just my habit. If you don't want to..."

"If you don't want to?"

"Then I'll let myself get tired of you and turn into a leaf, a stone, a passing grain of sand."

"..."

Ling You pursed the corners of his lips again.

Seeing that the person who said such words wanted to leave, he subconsciously raised his arm to block her way.

But what happens after he stops it? Ling You's mind is blank, and he feels that every thought that comes to his mind is too difficult to express.

"...Then I'm at a huge loss, right?" His voice was muffled, as if he had been thinking for a long time. "I've been under your orders for so long, and now everything is back to zero."

"I don't have the habit of abandoning my companions. Besides, we were quite compatible before. You still have something on me—"

"Pfft," Fan Ning laughed. Seeing the man desperately trying to find excuses to make himself look embarrassed, he felt a pang of conscience. "That's right. It's hard to find another person this useful in such a short time."

"It would be a shame if I got tired of it."

"..." Ling You was silent for a moment. For some reason, his attitude suddenly became unusually firm. "You're playing tricks on me again."

Fan Ning spread his hands, not denying it, and even winked frivolously: "After all, just waiting here is really boring."

Ling You: “…”

Ling You was not happy: "...could you please stop targeting your own people?"

Fan Ning smiled but said nothing.

[Host, what exactly do you want to do? ]

Both parties had moved on, leaving only the system watching the entire process, its emotions fluctuating wildly. It watched the atmosphere of the reluctant return with a lingering sense of fear: [Ling You is a major contributor to your heartbeat value—no one can be as genuine as him!]

The higher the weight, the more you get!

It is really worried that the host will scare the high-heart value holders away with just one word!

Fan Ning perfunctorily replied: [Isn't this a problem? What are you afraid of?]

[But Ling You's expression is clearly not right now...]

Fan Ning glanced at her and said confidently, "Men all have those days. Since he says he can't live without me, then listening to what I say is completely within his limits."

Let's meet and meet.

He even gave people time to think and the right to choose, and was tolerant enough in his words and deeds.

system:【……】

The system took a serious look at Ling You, who was standing next to Fan Ning, although it was still a little awkward but did not hinder him at all, and silently muted his microphone.

It began to doubt whether the experience given by the system's predecessors was lacking.

Otherwise, why would the role that should have belonged to the Son of Destiny be seamlessly connected to its host?

The target of the strategy is completely reversed!