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

His spiritual power and mental strength were restored at the same time, which made Fu Sheng's originally depressed mood suddenly feel much more relaxed.

It was also at this time that Fu Sheng heard a very light murmur.

Fu Sheng immediately turned his head and saw Lan Huaixi, who was originally asleep, moving his arms.

Seeing this, Fu Sheng hurried forward and just in time saw Lan Huaixi open her eyes. He couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "Ah, Lan Huaixi, you're awake?!"

When she just opened her eyes, Lan Huaixi's eyes were still a little dazed. They focused after she saw Fu Sheng. She supported herself on the ground with one hand and wanted to get up, but the movement involved her shoulder, causing her to hiss.

"Your shoulder is still injured, be careful." Fu Sheng held Lan Huaixi's arm, helped her up from the ground, and spoke.

She had already given Lan Huaixi an immortal-grade healing pill, but it seemed that Yan Su's palm was so powerful that even an immortal-grade healing pill could not completely heal the injury.

Supported by Fu Sheng and listening to her instructions, Lan Huaixi's ears turned slightly red and she said, "Thank you."

"You helped me block a palm strike, so I should be the one thanking you." Fu Sheng said this without noticing Lan Huaixi's expression.

Lan Huaixi smiled slightly and was about to say something, but she caught a glimpse of Yan Su, who was standing beside her with a cold temperament, and the smile on her lips stopped immediately.

Lan Huaixi, who was originally a little weak, suddenly became more stern. Her expression was solemn. She stretched out her hand to pull Fu Sheng behind her, and then she faced Yan Su in a defensive position.

When Lan Huaixi woke up, Yan Su watched coldly as Fu Sheng helped her up. Now, seeing Lan Huaixi pulling Fu Sheng behind her, Yan Su's expression did not change, but his temperament became even colder.

Seeing that the two of them were clearly not talking but the atmosphere was obviously tense, Fu Sheng, who was behind Lan Huaixi, was afraid that the two would fight, so he immediately broke away Lan Huaixi's hand that was holding his wrist, took a few steps forward and stood between Lan Huaixi and Yan Su.

Seeing Fu Sheng blocking her way, Lan Huaixi's eyes darkened, and a rare hint of displeasure could be heard in her usually gentle voice: "You are still protecting him. Have you forgotten that he wanted to kill you before?"

Fu Sheng was about to explain, but before he could open his mouth, Lan Huaixi questioned him first. After hearing her words, he immediately waved his hands and said, "No, no, that was a misunderstanding. He was controlled at that time, but he has woken up now. He won't hurt me."

"Controlled?" Lan Huaixi's gaze shifted from Fu Sheng to Yan Su behind her, and she asked, "Who controlled him?"

"He's from the Immortal Alliance." Fu Sheng replied, "There's a wizard in the Immortal Alliance who set up a plan for him to deal with me."

Lan Huaixi narrowed her eyes slightly when she heard this, and her emotion could not be heard in her tone: "Can he be controlled by the Immortal Alliance?"

Fu Sheng was still thinking about what to say, but when he heard this, he inexplicably felt a strange feeling in his heart.

It sounds like Lan Huaixi's words mean that she thinks Yan Su is very powerful and the people in the Immortal Alliance don't have the ability to control him.

Although it was a hostile question, it was not difficult to hear the praise of Yan Su in her words.

Fu Sheng has always been praising Yan Su without thinking, because she is a true fan of Yan Su and is well aware of Yan Su's abilities, but Lan Huaixi can obviously feel that she does not like Yan Su, but the implications of her words also reveal her high regard for him.

You must know that the status of the Immortal Alliance in the hearts of everyone in the world of immortal cultivation is incomparable. Although Yan Su is strong, in the eyes of outsiders, he is just a young genius of the Yan family who has become famous at a young age and is still wet behind the ears. He cannot be compared with the Immortal Alliance, a huge and deeply rooted force.

But Lan Huaixi's words seemed to imply that she felt that the Immortal Alliance could do nothing to Yan Su.

"The wizards of the Immortal Alliance are very powerful." Lan Huaixi didn't know the twists and turns in this, and Fu Sheng didn't intend to elaborate, only saying: "The palm that hit you was done by the wizard's power, not him."

Lan Huaixi's eyes were dark, and she didn't know whether she believed Fu Sheng's words or not, but her hostility towards Yan Su did not diminish much. Instead, she said, "Even if he was controlled at the time, he was also responsible. If it weren't for him, how could you be in danger? If you stay with him, sooner or later you will be harmed by him."

"..."

Fu Sheng felt that Lan Huaixi was too harsh on Yan Su. Yan Su himself was also a victim in this incident. If he was injured, Yan Su would be more painful than himself.

But Fu Sheng had no way to refute Lan Huaixi's words. Fearing that Yan Su would feel uncomfortable after hearing this, he laughed and said, "Oh, it's not that serious..."

However, before she finished her words, she heard Yan Su's voice: "Why will I hurt her sooner or later?"

Yan Su, who had never said anything and never took Lan Huaixi's obvious hostility to heart, spoke at this moment. He stared at Lan Huaixi without blinking, and his voice was cold.

He didn't care at all about Lan Huaixi's attitude towards him, but he was very concerned about what she said, that he would harm Fu Sheng.

"Because you are the son of luck." Lan Huaixi spoke, and she said to Yan Su: "Don't you think that the people around you have taken away their luck?"

Fu Sheng had heard Lan Huaixi say this more than once, but for Yan Su, it was the first time he heard it.

Yan Su had no expression on his face, but Fu Sheng saw that his hands hanging by his side were clenched loosely, which showed that he was not calm at the moment. He asked, "Who told you this?"

"No one needs to tell me." Lan Huaixi's tone was equally cold, "This is the fact."

Fu Sheng always felt that Lan Huaixi's attitude towards Yan Su was inexplicable. From the first time they met and the conversation between her and Lan Huaiyu, Fu Sheng noticed that she somewhat disliked or even resisted Yan Su.

But at that time, the feeling was not strong.

However, now that Lan Huaixi has merged the day and night and is fully awake, Fu Sheng can clearly feel that Lan Huaixi no longer dislikes Yan Su, but clearly hates him.

If Lan Huaixi's dislike for Yan Su before was separated by a vague barrier, then now it is very direct and strong dislike.

This dislike was so strong that even Fu Sheng could clearly sense it, let alone someone as sharp-minded as Yan Su.

Fu Sheng was afraid that the atmosphere would become increasingly tense if the two continued chatting like this, so he stopped them and said, "Alright, both of you stop talking. Luck is a myth. There is no such thing as luck. You have to walk your own path step by step. Besides, even if there really is luck, I took it from others. How can it be someone else's turn to take it from me?"

Although Fu Sheng's words seemed to be addressed to both of them, in her heart she was biased towards Yan Su, and the words she said were to protect Yan Su in both explicit and implicit ways.

Lan Huaixi naturally sensed this as well, and her brows furrowed when she heard this. She moved her lips, obviously preparing to say something else, but suddenly her expression paused, as if she was interrupted by something, and she stopped talking.