Assisting the male protagonist to become a god: The first spiritualist

As night fell, Fu Sheng looked at the moon hanging high outside, estimated the time in his mind, and then pushed the door open and went out.

"Squeak-"

Nearly ten guards were standing outside Fu Sheng's door. When they saw Fu Sheng coming out, the leading guard immediately stepped forward and asked, "What do you want, Master Lu?"

"I want to talk to my sister." Fu Sheng said.

Hearing this, the guard looked embarrassed and said, "Master Lu, it is already late at night, and we cannot move around freely in the Immortal Alliance."

"My sister's room is right next door, less than ten meters away. Does this count as walking around freely?" Fu Sheng found it a little funny. "You palace guards said you would serve us wholeheartedly, but this is how you serve us? We can't even take a step. Are we guests or prisoners? Do you need to imprison us like this?"

Those guards had only received orders to keep an eye on the two men. They didn't know the specific reasons. They only knew that they seemed to be friends brought by the young master. They didn't know where the two men came from. After hearing what Fu Sheng said, they were really worried about offending them.

Thinking that the distance was only ten meters, and the person in front of him was only in the middle stage of the Golden Core, the leading guard hesitated for a few times, and finally gave in and said, "Please forgive me, Master Lu. I am rude."

Fu Sheng glanced at him sideways, then walked towards Lan Huaixi's room. Under the watchful eyes of several guards, Fu Sheng knocked on Lan Huaixi's door. After hearing the girl's "come in" from inside, Fu Sheng pushed the door open and then closed it.

"Master Jia Ming." Seeing Fu Sheng coming in, Lan Huaixi asked curiously, "It's so late, what do you want to see me for?"

Seeing Lan Huaixi like this, Fu Sheng hesitated: "You..."

Why does it feel like Lan Huaixi is still the same as she was during the day?

"Hmm?" Lan Huaixi was puzzled. "What's wrong?"

"Where's she?" Fu Sheng asked, "It's night time, isn't she going to come out?"

"She doesn't come out every night, only when something happens." Lan Huaixi's expression froze for a moment, and then he spoke, "And she was injured, so she couldn't come out."

"..." Fu Sheng listened with an expression that was hard to describe.

It turned out that I had waited in vain.

Lan Huaixi looked at Fu Sheng's expression and pursed her lips and asked, "Does Master Jia Ming like her very much?"

"It's not that I like her." Fu Sheng said tiredly, "I just need her help."

"What favor?" Lan Huaixi heard this and asked, "Can I do it?"

"You?" Fu Sheng looked at Lan Huaixi.

It's not that she underestimated Lan Huaixi's personality, it's just that she couldn't see anything reliable about her.

She is weak, has no accomplishments, and knows nothing.

Fu Sheng sat on the chair with a heavy expression, thinking about his current combat power.

Red Lotus Karma Fire, Schnauzer, Schnauzer Spirit.

Although Xue Naling has the strength of an early stage of transformation, he has no advantage at all in this immortal alliance full of transformations.

As for the Schnauzer, it has no fighting ability at all.

The only one with strong strength is Honglian, but because she is contracted by her, her strength is extremely limited, and it is difficult for her and Lan Huaixi to escape from the Immortal Alliance.

“It would be great if my mental strength was full…” Fu Sheng sighed.

Lan Huaixi heard this and asked, "What is mental power?"

“It’s the divine consciousness.”

"Is Master Jia Ming's consciousness injured?"

"It's not that I'm injured, it's that I'm exhausted." Fu Sheng replied casually, "If my spiritual consciousness was full, we wouldn't be so restricted."

He just ran away with the word "escape", so why should he stay here to drink tea?

Upon hearing this, Lan Huaixi moved her pink lips, as if she wanted to say something, but seemed to have some concerns and stopped herself from speaking.

Just as Fu Sheng was thinking about countermeasures, suddenly, a phoenix cry was heard from the sky outside the door.

This cry of the phoenix was exactly the same as the one Fu Sheng heard last night before he lost consciousness.

Fu Sheng vaguely remembered that before she fell into coma, she saw Jun Wuchi flying towards her on a fire phoenix.

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Lan Huaixi's doors and windows suddenly made a rattling noise, and the door was blown open by a strong wind from outside, making a collision sound.

A strong wind whistled in from outside, blowing Fu Sheng and Lan Huaixi so hard that they lost their balance.

Fu Sheng stood up from his seat, holding onto the table, and looked outside the door.

At this time, the door of the room was wide open, and in the sky outside the door was a huge fire phoenix, exactly the same as last night, and above the fire phoenix was Jun Wuchi wearing a fox mask.

Seeing Fu Sheng, Jun Wuchi raised his lips under the mask: "It's you."

The eyes that were originally as black as obsidian were slowly turning into dark purple. Jun Wuchi's eyes fell from Fu Sheng to Lan Huaixi beside him, and he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Lan Huaixi?"

He originally thought that the person with Fu Sheng would be the black-robed demon, but unexpectedly, it was the daughter of the Lan family, Lan Huaixi.

"The Lan family is also related to the demon clan?" Jun Wuchi asked.

Under his eyes, neither of them had any demonic energy at this moment, but because he had seen it before, Jun Wuchi was very sure that Zhen Jiaming was a demon. As for Lan Huaixi, Jun Wuchi was not sure. He only glanced at Lan Huaixi, and then looked at Fu Sheng: "I am a little curious, how did you hide it from me?"

He had not seen any demonic energy from Zhen Jiaming before. If Zhen Jiaming had not exposed himself last night, he would still not have been able to find him, just like now.

Fu Sheng looked at Jun Wuchi warily without saying a word.

On her head was still tied the red rope that Lan Huaixi had given her. As long as she didn't use her magic power, Jun Wuchi would not be able to see her demonic body.

Fu Sheng really didn't expect that Jun Wuchi would come so soon.

Lingfu Mountain is extremely far away from the Immortal Alliance. Even with a flying instrument, it would take two days to fly back. Fu Sheng did not expect that Jun Wuchi not only got the news so quickly, but also came back so quickly in less than a day.

"You escaped twice." Jun Wuchi said in a wicked tone, "This time, Fu Yi won't be there to protect you."

When Fu Sheng heard Jun Wuchi mention Fu Yi instead of Shou Sheng, his heart skipped a beat. Has the male protagonist's identity been exposed?

Seeing Fu Sheng's expression change slightly, Jun Wuchi smiled even more and said, "Passerby A, or should I call you Zhen Jiaming, or... Fu Sheng?"

The moment he finished speaking, a ball of flame burst out of the Fire Phoenix's mouth and flew straight towards Fu Sheng and Lan Huaixi.

Fu Sheng grabbed Lan Huaixi's arm and dodged to the side. The two were forced out of the room and into the yard.

Perhaps because he felt that the man in black was not there at the moment, or perhaps because he was in his own Immortal Alliance, Jun Wuchi was not in a hurry to launch a killing move. Instead, he felt a sense of teasing like a cat and mouse.

Jun Wuchi stood on the Fire Phoenix, looking down at Fu Sheng with his eyes, and said in a leisurely tone: "Where is the black-robed man who saved you?"

It's not that he didn't suspect Lan Huaixi who was beside Zhen Jiaming, but that thought disappeared in an instant. He had already checked Lan Huaixi's identity when he was in Xuanxian Sect. She didn't have any spiritual energy or demonic energy, and she had the physique of an ordinary person.

Fu Sheng did not answer Jun Wuchi's question. Her face was tense and her expression was solemn.

The guards around her were already suspended in the air, setting up a dragnet in all directions. Under the dragnet was Jun Wuchi, who was riding above the Fire Phoenix, and she and Lan Huaixi were trapped in it, like turtles in a jar.