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

Chapter 547 At least now, Jun Wuchi cannot die before she fully knows the truth.

The soul returned to the body, and the palm that was originally firmly attached to Jun Wuchi's heart finally broke away.

Before Fu Sheng opened her eyes, she felt a fishy and sweet smell in her throat. Her body immediately fell to the side and a large pool of blood spurted out of her mouth.

"Fu Sheng!!"

I heard Yan Yun's worried voice calling me.

Fu Sheng felt someone supporting her body. She opened her eyes and her vision shook for a few times before it finally became clear. An enlarged and concerned face of Yan Yun slowly appeared in her eyes.

"Why did you vomit blood right after you came out of the illusion?" Yan Yun frowned and asked, "What did you encounter in the illusion?"

Fu Sheng looked at Yan Yun, but his expression was dazed, as if he had not yet regained his soul.

Seeing this, Yan Yun frowned even deeper. She stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Fu Sheng, and said in a worried tone: "Hey, Fu Sheng, don't scare me, are you stupid?"

Xiao Man also climbed onto Fu Sheng's shoulder, turned into a vine branch and poked Fu Sheng's face. It was obvious that she was a little worried about Fu Sheng's appearance.

Of course Fu Sheng is not stupid.

She was still stuck in the moment before the illusion was shattered.

My heart was pounding and my brain was crackling.

Fu Sheng had never had such a feeling before. She felt the blood in her body flowing backwards. Disbelief and fear were mixed together. The extreme emotions collided with each other, and in the end she felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

"Ugh..."

Fu Sheng suddenly turned his head away, supported himself with his hands, knelt on the ground and began to dry heave, but nothing came out.

Her behavior really frightened Yan Yun. Her face changed drastically and she quickly squatted on the ground to help Fu Sheng with his back. Her voice was trembling: "Fu Sheng... don't scare me. I feel that your soul is so weak now. I hope you are really in trouble..."

Fu Sheng retched for a long time before finally calming down her churning stomach. She listened to Yan Yun's voice that seemed like she was about to cry, and comforted her, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Really?" Yan Yun asked doubtfully, "But your soul is really weak... Were you injured in the illusion?"

"Yeah." Fu Sheng responded, raised his hand to wipe the blood that just remained on his lips, and asked: "How long have I been in the illusion?"

"Not long, just about a day." Yan Yun replied.

"It's only been one day..." Fu Sheng said in surprise.

She had witnessed nearly ten years of his life in Junwuchi's illusion.

But in reality, only one day had passed.

Seeing Fu Sheng wake up, Tianshan Snow Fire immediately flew in front of Fu Sheng, with white flames flickering, as if it was also extremely concerned about Fu Sheng's physical condition.

"Get lost!" After hearing Fu Sheng say that she was injured in the illusion, Yan Yun became worried and anxious. Seeing Tianshan Xuehuo approaching, she couldn't help but said angrily: "It's all your fault! If you hadn't brought Fu Sheng into this illusion of the surname Jun, how could she have been injured?!"

Originally, Yan Jun was happy for Fu Sheng because she had contracted the ancient strange fire, and even felt a little proud of it. But now, seeing Fu Sheng injured, she was immediately filled with anger.

"You care so much about Jun, why don't you contract him as your master? Why do you contract Fu Sheng? Look at what Fu Sheng has become now."

Facing Yan Yun's accusations, the flames of the Tianshan Snow Fire dimmed, as if it also felt a little guilty.

Listening to Yanjun's complaints about Tianshan Xuehuo, Fusheng said, "Well, my injury has nothing to do with it. It was caused by my soul colliding in the illusion. And it was also it that helped me get out of the illusion."

The chilling coldness at that time was emitted by the Tianshan Snow Fire. It must be that the Tianshan Snow Fire felt that her soul was violently turbulent in the illusion, so it helped her.

"You've only been contracted with it for a short time, and you're already speaking for it." Yan Jun was furious. "Whatever you want. I'm going to end the contract with you soon anyway. Even if you die later, it has nothing to do with me."

Fu Sheng: “…”

She knew Yanjun's temper. If it was normal, she would definitely coax Yanjun at this time, but now she was thinking about Jun Wuchi's illusion, so she had to put her aside for the time being and asked Tianshan Xuehuo: "You pulled me into Jun Wuchi's illusion, just to let me see... those things?"

Fu Sheng's expression was complicated, and he paused at the end, as if he didn't know what words to use to describe it.

Hearing Fu Sheng's question, the flames of the Tianshan Snow Fire flickered fiercely.

Seeing it admit it, Fu Sheng fell silent.

She turned her head and looked at Jun Wuchi who was still lying in the snow not far away.

Just now she had forced her way out of Jun Wuchi's illusion, but Jun Wuchi hadn't yet.

He is still trapped in the Heartworld, and is still experiencing his nightmarish childhood.

As if he had thought of something, Fu Sheng stood up from the ground, walked in front of Jun Wuchi, and looked at him with his eyes lowered.

At this time, Jun Wuchi was experiencing that tragic scene. He frowned, his face showing pain and helplessness, his mouth slightly opened and closed, and he was silently muttering something.

This time Fu Sheng was able to read the lip movements easily.

What he shouted was: Mother.

Seeing Jun Wuchi like this, Tianshan Snow Fire immediately flew to Fu Sheng again, with the flames floating up and down, as if begging her to save Jun Wuchi.

The Heart-Tracing Realm will continue to repeat nightmares, one round after another, until the person who enters the illusion breaks out of it, or the inner demon kills him.

Judging from the fact that Jun Wuchi had been unconscious before Fu Sheng entered Jun Wuchi's illusion, he must have been trapped in there and had no idea how many nightmares he had experienced.

——This should also be the reason why Tianshan Xuehuo came to find Fu Sheng.

"You don't have to beg me." Fu Sheng said to Tianshan Xuehuo.

She stared deeply at Jun Wuchi, her expression inexplicably serious at this moment——

"I will save him."

Hearing Fu Sheng's words, the Tianshan Snow Fire immediately became excited, and its flames flickered as if expressing gratitude.

Yan Jun, who was sulking and had no intention of paying attention to Fu Sheng, turned around and said, "Save him? Fu Sheng, don't forget that you and Jun Wuchi are enemies. It would be fine if you didn't kill him, but you saved him? What is Jun Wuchi's inner demon that made you soft-hearted just because he let you in?"

Yan Jun did not have any strong hostility towards Jun Wuchi, but she was very clear about the relationship between Fu Sheng and Jun Wuchi. Now when she heard Fu Sheng say that he wanted to save Jun Wuchi, she just found it incomprehensible.

"It's not that I'm soft-hearted." Fu Sheng said softly.

After she experienced Jun Wu Chi's illusion, she had a deeper understanding of Jun Wu Chi.

She understood why he became what he was now, and also understood his deep hatred and obsession with the demons.

But she decided to save him not because of these.

It’s not because of Ying Li, nor because Jun Wuchi is pitiful.

But she felt that some things might not be as simple as they thought.

At least now, Jun Wuchi cannot die before she knows the full truth.