Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

The singing was faint. Gu Hansheng, who had originally closed his eyes in meditation, slowly opened his eyes. The silvery moonlight sprinkled on his body, adding a bit of mystery and softness to his already deep and handsome face.

He opened his eyes and looked around, only to find that the scene had changed. It was no longer the ever-flowing Duannian River, nor was it the green grass on the riverbank. Instead, it was a room, a room full of red silk.

Gu Hansheng didn't know why he saw all this, but the first time he saw this scene, his heart suddenly began to beat violently, as if he had been waiting for this scene for a very long time.

In this room filled with red, illuminated by the dragon, phoenix, and candlelight, he saw the bride with a veil standing by the bed, waiting for him. But for some reason, this scene made him cry.

Gu Hansheng didn't know why he was crying. It was just inexplicable. Just seeing this scene, he felt wronged and sad, and even had indescribable sadness and joy.

It was like the thing he had been longing for so long had finally returned to him. The excitement and joy made him unable to help but move closer.

Step by step, he walked towards the wedding bed full of trepidation and anticipation. He lifted the veil easily. He looked at the face under the red veil that was extremely similar to Yan Wenmo, and called him "husband" in a shy and timid voice.

Husband?! Was he calling him that?? But he and Yan Wenmo had only met a few times, and her expression was not like that. Her gentleness, her smile, her shyness, did not belong to him, not at all.

Just a call actually changed his mood. With tears in his eyes, he looked at the person in front of him. He couldn't help but reach out his hand and touch her face, and then his throat felt sore.

How could this happen?! He obviously didn't know her, he obviously didn't understand her, he obviously should be able to control his heart, but why... why?!

Why was his heart beating so happily and joyfully?! Why was he so happy to have found what he had lost?! Why could he not help but feel sad and bitter when he saw her?!

This shouldn't happen. She is obviously a mortal. Gods and humans cannot fall in love with each other. There are obviously thousands of ravines and obstacles between them.

But when he saw her like this, and heard her calling him, his originally calm heart was suddenly disturbed, and he wanted to go against some of the things he should stick to and be with her without any care.

He was tempted?! What was even more terrifying was that he was willing to do it and even wanted to sacrifice his life for it.

Yan Wenmo frowned as he looked at the scene in front of him. For a moment, he was at a loss. Why was the plot, the development, and the situation different from what he had imagined? !

Brother, Gu Hansheng, Gu Hansheng, do you want to see what you have done? ?

You are a god, you are a killing god, you are not some greenhorn boy. When you meet a fallen god, you should kill him with a single sword without hesitation, instead of looking bewildered and willingly walking into the River of Broken Thoughts, holding the other person's face with tears streaming down your face.

Looking at the scene in front of him with mixed feelings, when he saw that the fallen god was about to reach out to grab Gu Hansheng's heart, Yan Wenmo sighed, then took out the thunder god vine and pulled it out without hesitation.

The lightning of the thunder god vine quickly shuttled through the water, making it easy for them to lock onto Gu Hansheng and the fallen god. Then the two of them began to twitch in the water. The scene was like two people breakdancing.

Yan Wenmo probably thought that if she continued, Gu Hansheng would be hurt, so she directly used the thunder god vine to pull Gu Hansheng out. Then, she looked at the fallen god in the water without any courtesy, with an arrogant and indifferent look.

This fallen god is a species similar to a water demon, with a fish tail in the lower body, fish fins in the ears, and dark blue scales on the skin, which glows charmingly under the moonlight.

Yan Wenmo looked at the fallen god and waved the thunder vine without any hesitation. Seeing this, the fallen god chanted aloud and looked directly at Yan Wenmo. Then, the scene of her time at the Yan family appeared in front of Yan Wenmo's eyes.

It seems that the ability of this fallen god is to make the attacked person immersed in his happiest moment, then be deceived and seduced by the illusion, and then sink out of control and be killed by her.

In this way, Gu Hansheng's actions just now could be said to have been caused by something, but Yan Wenmo already had experience with this kind of attack, so she just waved her hand and used the thunder vine to break the illusion in front of her, and then directly drew out the Broken Moon Sword and slashed at the Fallen God.

To be on the safe side, she used the Magic Soul Converter, and as she expected, the Magic Soul Converter bit the Fallen God tightly and devoured her spiritual power. Yan Wenmo took the opportunity to split the Broken Moon Sword into thousands of pieces, and rushed towards the Fallen God like a rain of arrows.

On one hand, he had to guard against the swallowing of the magic converter, and on the other hand, he had to resist the attack of Yan Wenmo. Zhuishen cast a spell in a somewhat impatient manner to control a water curtain, blocking all of Yan Wenmo's sight.

However, this move did not achieve the expected result. Instead, Yan Wenmo took the opportunity to trap her in a beam of heaven and earth.

Yan Wenmo seldom uses the attack method of Heaven and Earth Beam. After all, she is very powerful now. This not-so-powerful spell is just so-so in her opinion.

Even now she is completely different from the past, so this spell that once trapped and almost killed her is now used by her to perfection.

Perhaps because she devoured several fallen gods, Yan Wenmo's current strength is already comparable to that of a god. Therefore, in her eyes, this water god, whose strength is almost the same as that of a god general, is nothing special.

With a casual grasp of his hand, the space of the beam of heaven and earth began to twist, cut, and even collapse and compress. The water god who was trapped in the Duannian River by the beam of heaven and earth howled miserably due to the change of space, and then turned into a ball of golden-black blood mist powder.

Originally, Jiang Wenbai wanted to rush forward to help Yan Wenmo, but the current development of the situation made him realize that his strength was still not enough in front of Yan Wenmo.

Just when he was feeling discouraged, a distant and ethereal singing voice rang out again. The voice became higher and lower, and the water in the Duannian River began to surge and flow along with the singing.

Yan Wenmo frowned, her expression finally becoming more serious as she looked at the fallen gods emerging from the Broken Thoughts River. She should have thought of it earlier. How could a fallen god with not so strong possibly confuse a killing god whose strength was comparable to that of the God Emperor, unless they were acting in a gang.

One by one, fallen gods similar to the water monster emerged from the water of the Duannian River. They looked at Yan Wenmo, chanted songs, and their eyes were shining with ghostly light. Yan Wenmo swallowed a pill by himself, and threw two pills to Jiang Wenbai and Gu Hansheng without saying anything. Then he looked at the fallen gods that emerged and clenched the Broken Moon Sword.

Jiang Wenbai had eaten this kind of elixir when he passed through the Seven Bitterness and Five Poison Formation, so he swallowed it without hesitation. Gu Hansheng looked at Yan Wenmo, who was floating in the air, holding a sword in her hand, with a complicated expression, and felt that she was still far away from him at this moment.

What on earth was he expecting? It was just an illusion, just a dream, just something he could not get, just because he was deceived by the illusion, that’s why he saw such a picture.

But why? ! Why did I appear so late, after you met him? If I met you first, would you also choose me? !