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

Hearing Jun Wuchi's words, Gong Zili paused for a moment, then responded, "Yes!"

Jun Wuchi pinched his temples and felt a slight headache. After rubbing for a while, he said, "Wizard, are you sure that woman is not a demon?"

Although his double pupils could not tell the woman's identity at that time, he believed that the woman had used some treasure to conceal her body, just like before.

If the wizard had not stopped him at that time, he would have let the woman test her demonic body.

"Confirmed." The white-robed man replied, "She is definitely not a demon."

Hearing the wizard's very certain tone, Jun Wuchi narrowed his eyes slightly, his brows furrowed.

Looking at Jun Wuchi's expression, Gong Zili speculated, "Could it be that the young master made a mistake, and that woman was not the one from that night?"

Jun Wuchi's eyes were uncertain, as if he was also doubtful. However, before he could speak, the wizard said calmly: "It's her, but she is not a demon."

"This..." Gong Zili was stunned and immediately looked at Jun Wuchi.

The young master had said with certainty that the woman was a demon, but the wizard now said she was not...

When Jun Wuchi heard the man in white say that the woman was from that night, but was not a demon, his body froze for a moment.

Upon seeing this, Gong Zili suppressed the shock on his face, lowered his head and stopped talking.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became more tense than before.

The young master's eyes had only made one mistake in the past hundred years. That mistake was a taboo for the entire Immortal Alliance, and no one dared to mention it.

And this time, it’s the second time.

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Xuanxian Sect.

After the competition was over, Feng Yunqing seemed to have received some news. Instead of going to the residence arranged by Lingfushan, he rushed directly back to Xuanxian Sect.

He looked at the white-haired man standing at the gate of Xuanxian Sect and asked, "Are you leaving?"

"Well, since the woman is still alive, the boy will naturally not commit suicide again." Master Wu Yu said indifferently, "Since he is fine, why should I stay here?"

When Feng Yunqing confirmed today that Fu Sheng was still alive, he sent a communication device to Master Wu Yu and told him about this matter.

He originally wanted to tell him the good news, but he didn't expect that after hearing it, he actually sent a message saying that he was leaving, so he had no choice but to rush back.

"Why don't you wait for him to come out of the Thousand Machines Tower and say goodbye to him?" Feng Yunqing frowned.

"What's there to say goodbye to?" Master Wu Yu lazily leaned against the door and said in a mocking tone, "I'm not like you. I care about him so much. People who don't know the truth would think you are his father."

"You!" Feng Yunqing choked and said angrily.

The two were rivals in love before and disliked each other. So many years have passed and they have never been in touch. If it weren't for Yan Su's incident this time, they would probably never meet in their lives.

"It's time for you to let it go. She's dead, do you still want to remain a widow for her?" Master Wu Yu suddenly said to Feng Yunqing, for some reason, perhaps as advice or perhaps as sarcasm.

Feng Yunqing snorted coldly and said without losing face: "You said it lightly. When you heard that Yan Su was dying, didn't you follow me anxiously? Don't think I don't know that you have seen Yan Su before. You gave him the Disguise Pill, right? When have you ever let it go?"

There is no one else in the world who can make such a strange thing as the disguise pill that can change a person's appearance.

Master Wu Yu did not refute. After hearing his words, a bitter smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his lips: "Yes, I can't let it go either, but what does it matter if I can't let it go? She is so cold-hearted..."

Hearing his words, Feng Yunqing's eyes suddenly became moist and she turned her face away.

The two of them had always been competing and suppressing each other, and only at this moment did they develop a sense of mutual appreciation.

Master Wu Yu closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was no emotion in his eyes. He said to Feng Yunqing, "Will you go to the Thousand Machines Tower to see him off tomorrow?"

"Yes." Feng Yunqing said.

"Give this to him." Master Wu Yu suddenly raised his hand and threw something to Feng Yunqing.

This is why he waited for Feng Yunqing to come back.

"What's in this?" Feng Yunqing took it and found that it was a spirit storage bag.

"It's not for you, it's for him, why are you asking so many questions?" Master Wu Yu said, "You are not allowed to steal."

Feng Yunqing got angry when he heard this: "Am I that kind of person?!"

Master Wu Yu ignored him, waved his sleeves, and his body turned into a stream of light and disappeared from the spot.

Only one voice remained——

"Don't look for me if you have nothing to do."

Hearing this, Feng Yunqing became even angrier and cursed at the sky: "You damn white-haired bastard, who would want to find you?!"

However, Master Wu Yu had already left, and he did not hear Feng Yunqing's shouting and cursing.

-

After a dreamless night, Fu Sheng gradually regained consciousness the next morning. Just as he was about to stretch with his eyes closed, he felt that he could not lift his arms, as if they were restrained, and his shoulders seemed to be pressed by something.

Fu Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, and then found that he was actually hugged by Yan Su. His head was resting on his shoulder, so close that Fu Sheng only tilted his head slightly and his cheek touched his head.

"Yan Su..." Fu Sheng gritted his teeth.

Does Yan Su treat her as a doll while sleeping with her in his arms?

You are 1.9 meters tall, why do you act like a little bird?

As if he had just been woken up by Fu Sheng, Yan Su moved slightly, opened his eyes sleepily, half-raised his body, raised his eyes to look at Fu Sheng, his face was hazy, and his voice was slightly nasal, with an indescribable charm and pleasantness: "What's wrong?"

His collar was a little loose, revealing the jade-colored collarbone. At this moment, one hand was still around Fu Sheng's waist, and the other hand was half supporting his body. From Fu Sheng's angle, he could see everything inside.

A real picture of a beauty just waking up.

Fu Sheng just felt his blood boiling and his temper suddenly rushed to his head.

It's killing me!

Fu Sheng took a deep breath and suddenly said, "Yan Su, I think I should give you a nickname."

Yan Su's eyes lit up when he heard this, "What nickname?"

"Cha Cha, how about it?" Fu Sheng suggested.

She didn't believe that Yan Su had just woken up. With Yan Su's alertness, he was probably able to sense it the moment she opened her eyes. It was obvious that he was trying to seduce her by acting like this.

"Cha Cha?" Yan Su frowned slightly, "Why did you choose this name?"

"suitable for you."

"No." Although Yan Su didn't understand the meaning, he could tell from Fu Sheng's expression that this was not a good name.

"Then let's go with Bai Lian." Fu Sheng said, "This name also fits your temperament."

"No." Yan Su still said.

"Forget it then." Fu Sheng pushed Yan Su, whose arm was still on her waist, and said in a somewhat annoyed voice, "Get up quickly!"