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Gu Hansheng is actually a proud person. His pride makes it impossible for him to bow his head, and his pride also makes it impossible for him to compromise just because of his love. But no matter how proud he is, when facing Yan Wenmo, even if he can't let go of his self-esteem, he will still compromise.

In fact, this was the nth time he had compromised for Yan Wenmo. If he counted carefully, he would find that he had compromised many times. But for Gu Hansheng, this was his first time... the first time he was so humble.

He didn't say that he had been following Yan Wenmo, watching her from afar, seeing the world through her, and understanding the beauty of the world as she talked about through her.

The world is really good, because there is love in the world, and love is something that can make people feel warmer and safer than strength, power, and anything else.

So how did he discover love?

Probably in a certain village, in order to protect his children and wife hiding in the cellar, the powerless farmer resolutely picked up the hoe, majestically but helplessly stood outside the door, fighting for a glimmer of life for his beloved ones.

Probably in the town, the elderly general, after discovering the trail of the fallen god, knew that he would die, but he still took his subordinates to defend the city gate, buying time for the elderly, the weak, the women and the children who wanted to leave the city to escape. Even though he was easily strangled to death by the fallen god in the end, he had no regrets.

Perhaps the ruler of a country would rather use his treasures, his kingdom, his power and status to exchange for the safety of his people and children, even if he dies without an intact body in the end, he would be content with it.

He was probably just a cultivator at the foundation-building stage, but when facing the fallen god, he still tried his best to protect a young child. Even if he died, he never regretted it.

It is the love between husband and wife, the love between the military and civilians, the love for family and country, and the love for all living beings.

Because he had seen it, been shocked, puzzled, surprised, and thought deeply about it, he finally understood why Yan Wenmo said that the world is a good place.

Yes, the world is good, fortunately there are these people, there is this warmth, even if it is small enough, even insignificant, it makes people subconsciously feel that all the efforts are worth it, because they are worth guarding, worth protecting, and even worth sacrificing one's life for.

Of course, human nature is complex and certainly has more than one side, but so what? Compared with the brilliance of human nature, the evil of human nature is as tiny as dust, and the other is as dazzling as a star.

Compared to dust, he likes stars more, so he seems to understand... understand what Yan Wenmo wants? He also understands what Yang Jin wants to do, and even understands the reason why Yang Jin does this.

But there were too many fallen gods, and even he felt a little overwhelmed, not to mention Yan Wenmo, who was just a mortal.

She began to sleep very little and rest very little. She rushed around in the world, trying to save lives, but in the end she found that she had run out of ideas.

She could do nothing, could not save anything, and even because there were too many fallen gods, the mortals she saved would always die soon. She began to feel irritated, painful, tearful, and even silent.

Finally, she looked at her hands, and then she did something that shocked and frightened Gu Hansheng. She cut her wrist and used her own blood to draw the formation.

When Yan Wenmo did this, Gu Hansheng couldn't understand anything. He couldn't understand why she would hurt herself, and he couldn't understand why Yan Wenmo could cut her wrist without blinking, and he couldn't understand even more why she would use her own blood to draw the formation.

But when he saw that the formation drawn with blood successfully isolated the fallen god from the living environment of mortals, he understood why Yan Wenmo did so.

Her blood can resist the devil, so she used her own blood to draw the formation. But people have only so much blood, and if they use it every day, it will run out one day.

Therefore, Gu Hansheng could only sneak into her room, heal her wounds, and replenish her blood so that she would not die from excessive blood loss.

But even so, Yan Wenmo's face became paler and thinner day by day, and even weaker and weaker day by day, so weak that she seemed like a gust of wind could blow her away.

Gu Hansheng really wanted to tie her up with a rope, for fear that she would fly away, but he also knew that Yan Wenmo would escape as soon as he got close to her.

She was secretly rejecting him. Although he didn't know the reason, Gu Hansheng could feel it, so he kept hiding in the dark and observing silently.

It took her a long time to finally circle out a space that could provide human survival. She thought Yan Wenmo would take the opportunity to take a break, but she found that she had received a letter from someone else, and then, without even taking a rest, she walked back.

The writer of the letter was a little child from the hidden clan of the Haotian Sect, not even a hundred years old. She told her about the big events that had happened in the cultivation world recently and asked her how she was doing.

She was not doing well, not at all. She didn't eat well, didn't sleep well, nothing was going well. But he couldn't speak for Yan Wenmo. He could only watch her force herself to speak:

"All is well, I will be back soon"

After saying this, she started to hurry on her way. The exhaustion from the past few days made her not even have the spiritual strength to control the magic weapon, so she only moved forward a hundred meters before she fell off the magic weapon because her body was too weak.

This scene made Gu Hansheng's heart rise to his throat. He did not care about her concern and precautions at this moment. He just wanted to follow his own heart and hugged Yan Wenmo who was about to fall.

She was really light, like a piece of catkins, without any weight at all. Even when he held her in his arms, he had the illusion that Yan Wenmo would be blown away by the wind at any time.

He subconsciously hugged the person in his arms tightly and rushed to the nearby town. He found an inn as quickly as possible and then put her on the bed.

Yan Wenmo was sleeping soundly, like a cute kitten. Gu Hansheng looked at her curled up sleeping and couldn't help but reach out and touch her cheek.

The skin you touch is soft, tender and smooth, like tofu, mutton-fat jade or egg white, making you love it.

Gu Hansheng was touching himself, and at this moment, the door was pushed open and Jiang Wenbai came in.

Gu Hansheng didn't know why Jiang Wenbai appeared at this time, nor did he know why he was here, or even came here, but he knew that Jiang Wenbai seemed to be very wary of him.

"She is my wife, please stay away from her"

Jiang Wenbai's words were powerful, as if he was declaring his sovereignty. Gu Hansheng was unmoved, but covered Yan Wenmo with bedding.

Seeing this, Jiang Wenbai frowned and looked at Gu Hansheng unhappily. Gu Hansheng didn't care about his anger, but snapped his fingers, and his Demon-Slaying Sword floated in front of him.

In order not to disturb Yan Wenmo's rest, the two men decided to fight somewhere else. Ten years ago, Jiang Wenbai had no ability to fight back in front of Gu Hansheng. Ten years later, Jiang Wenbai could at least resist one or two, but his strength was still very weak.

Gu Hansheng disdainfully took back the Demon Slayer without even looking at Jiang Wenbai. Jiang Wenbai clenched the sword in his hand and said unceremoniously:

"She is my wife. Life and death are mine. Life and death are mine. What does it have to do with you?!"

In response to his provocation, the Demon-Slaying Sword suddenly flew in front of him and pointed at Jiang Wenbai's neck. It seemed that as long as Gu Hansheng wanted, Jiang Wenbai would be killed on the spot.