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

'Alarm, alarm, the hero's life is fading quickly, host, please protect the hero as soon as possible!'

The voice of the system in the sea of ​​consciousness kept reminding.

Fu Sheng looked at Yan Su, who was covered in blood, and felt his hands and feet were cold.

Her favorite paper man was covered in scars in front of her. This was the male protagonist she had been chasing since the serialization period. She had liked him for three years and had watched his plot over and over again countless times.

She couldn't imagine whether he would have died if she had arrived a step later.

Hearing Yan Su's question, Fu Sheng suppressed his fear, put on a smile and replied: "You are my young master, of course I am here to save you."

Yan Su was slightly stunned.

After confirming Yan Su's injuries, Fu Sheng turned his head and looked at the nine members of the Immortal Alliance who were looking at him.

"Have you contracted the strange fire?" The leading man narrowed his eyes slightly and asked Fu Sheng.

Fu Sheng curled his lips slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Guess."

"You are an ordinary person with no cultivation, but you can actually subdue the strange fire." The man used his spiritual sense to check Fu Sheng's strength and spoke in surprise.

Naturally, he also heard what Fu Sheng said to Yan Su and knew Fu Sheng's identity.

"You are Yan Su's maid? Are you also a member of the Yan family? The Yan family was wiped out before, but you didn't die."

The Sword of Judgment was suspended high, with the tip of the sword pointing at Fu Sheng. He spoke again, "The Immortal Alliance has a secret method. If you voluntarily peel off the strange fire and offer it to the Immortal Alliance, I will ask the Immortal Alliance to spare your life. If you refuse, you will be buried here with Yan Su!"

Upon hearing this, Fu Sheng suddenly laughed, clapped his hands and said, "I've heard that the Immortal Alliance is a hypocritical group with nothing but empty promises. Now I see that it really lives up to its reputation. There is no mercy or righteousness at all, but they are good at threats and intimidation."

"You!" the leader said angrily, "How dare you, an ant, insult the Immortal Alliance. Even if you possess a strange fire, your crime is unforgivable!"

"Unforgivable crime? How should you deal with the crime of bullying the minority with your numbers and injuring my young master?" Fu Sheng's expression turned cold.

After taking off the mask of his usual nonchalant and smiling face, the aura of Fu Sheng, the strongest spiritual painter of the ancient martial arts family, was fully revealed at this moment.

"The Yan family colluded with the demons, so they should be killed. Yan Su, as the only son of the Yan family, cannot live in vain. Do you think that by contracting the strange fire, you have the confidence to fight against the Immortal Alliance?"

The pressure from the powerful people in the Spirit Transformation Stage was released. Everyone present was in the Nascent Soul Stage. Even those in the Immortal Alliance felt a little breathless. However, Fu Sheng was the only one who did not react at all.

The leader also noticed that Fu Sheng seemed a little unusual, and pointed his sword at Fu Sheng: "Since you are a pair of master and servant with deep feelings, then, you should face the trial together!"

"kill!!"

At the same time, the eight-member group's formation was activated, and a dragnet was instantly set up, with the murderous intent in the air almost becoming material.

Yan Su raised his head, his phoenix eyes looked at Fu Sheng, his voice was emotionless: "My cultivation was destroyed by them, your strange fire is not enough to deal with them, you shouldn't have come here."

Hearing the male protagonist casually say that his cultivation was wasted, Fu Sheng suddenly felt a little breathless. She turned her head and said to Yan Su: "I said, I am here to save you."

After she finished speaking, she turned her head, and when the murderous intent was about to fall, she bit her index finger.

Use air as paper, index finger as pen, and blood as ink.

Fu Sheng drew the word "broken" in the air stroke by stroke.

After the last stroke, a bloody word "broken" took shape.

In an instant, countless explosions were heard.

As if the Death Note's prediction had come true, the web of heaven and earth suddenly broke, and sword energy exploded in the air.

The eight Nascent Soul masters who were setting up the formation suffered backlash and spat out blood at the same time.

The leader who was in the state of incarnation and flying in the air was also injured by the exploding sword energy and fell straight down from the sky.

The flashes of swords and shadows disappeared into thin air, and the murderous intent in the air was torn into pieces.

Amid screams and explosions, Fu Sheng turned around and helped up the blood-covered Yan Su. As his eyes suddenly widened, Fu Sheng raised his hand and drew the word "escape" out of thin air.

The moment I put pen to paper, everything in front of me suddenly became pitch black.

When Yan Su opened his eyes again, they were already in a forest.

Even though he was an immortal in his previous life and had seen a lot, after experiencing this, Yan Su was unable to calm down for a long time. He looked at the girl who was still supporting him, only to find that a trace of blood had flowed from her lips at some point.

Fu Sheng's situation was not much better than Yan Su's. Her face was as pale as paper. The excessive mental energy consumption had seriously damaged her vitality. She felt her brain was a little lacking in oxygen. Her eyes blurred and she fell straight down.

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When Fu Sheng woke up, he found himself lying on the grass, with a thick layer of leaves and weeds beneath him. Although it was not soft, it was not harsh on his bones either.

She blinked and her memory came back. She remembered what happened before she fell into a coma. She turned her head and saw the male protagonist sitting against a big tree not far away.

At some point, the protagonist's appearance changed back to the way it was after he had disguised himself.

Yan Su felt it as soon as Fu Sheng woke up. Almost at the same time, he opened his eyes and looked towards Fu Sheng.

The two looked at each other in silence for a long time. Finally, Fu Sheng couldn't stand the silence anymore and spoke first: "How long have I been unconscious?"

"Three days." Yan Su said.

It was originally a casual question to break the awkwardness, but when he heard the answer, Fu Sheng was really shocked.

She actually slept for three days? !

Fu Sheng then noticed that the male protagonist's previously eye-catching blood-stained red clothes had turned back to white, and it was obvious that they were changed and washed while she was comatose.

Fu Sheng looked around and found that they were in a forest. He couldn't help but ask, "Where is this?"

Yan Su's eyes were deep, revealing a myriad of emotions. When he heard Fu Sheng's question, he said, "This is the place you chose. You brought me here."

"..." Fu Sheng's expression froze, then he smiled, "Ah - so that's it..."

Yan Su did not let her get away with it. He looked at Fu Sheng and said in a more serious tone than ever before: "Who are you?"

He didn't care about her identity before. He thought that the two of them just had a brief intersection. He didn't care and didn't want to pay attention to it. But now, he wants to know who is the person in this Chuntao shell.

Fu Sheng's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, but he remained calm: "Master, of course I am Chun Tao."

Yan Su did not reply, but stared at Fu Sheng with his glassy eyes, as if waiting for her to tell the truth.

Both of them now know that she cannot be Chun Tao.

But Fu Sheng couldn't tell him his true identity.

Seeing that Fu Sheng didn't speak for a long time, Yan Su didn't ask any more questions. He lowered his eyes, and a layer of eyelashes fell from his eyelids. He turned and asked: "Can you tell me your name?"

Fu Sheng's heart was slightly moved when he heard this.

Yan Su waited for a while, and just when he thought that the person in front of him couldn't even reveal her name, he heard her speak -

"Fusheng."

Fu Sheng replied word by word.

"The world is like a dream, and the music is like a drunken dream."