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  Wei Ziming sent away Wei Zihao, took a look at the gradually darkening sky and the sunset glow on the horizon, with a thousand miles of colorful clouds. However, Wei Ziming, who was in the cactus forest, couldn't appreciate the desert sunset scene because the tall cacti around him blocked the distant rays of light.

  Wei Ziming has been in this world for more than four months, and he spent the first two months mainly recovering from his injuries, while the last two months were all about practicing in a secret room.

  At this moment, Wei Ziming looked up at the sky and saw the obscured red glow. Suddenly, he felt that he had missed many beautiful things, such as the beauty of the sunset.

  With this idea, Wei Ziming immediately took action. He walked to a tall and large cactus, stepped directly on the thorn root as thick as an infant's arm, and climbed up with force.

  Because this cactus was extremely large, the thorns on its body were also very large. Due to their size, these thorns couldn't pierce human skin, so Wei Ziming climbed nimbly along the thorns and ascended to the top of the cactus, gazing out into the distance.

  The cloudless sky gradually darkened, the dense forest of cacti underfoot turned into a vast blackness, and the distant horizon shone with a million-mile-long misty light, becoming the most beautiful light between heaven and earth. It dyed half the sky crimson, warm and gentle without being scorching, bathing in the glow gave people a feeling of soaking in a hot spring.

  Wei Ziming, standing on the top of the cactus, had an expression of appreciation and intoxication in his eyes, breathing in the warm sunshine, the scattered light on his skin reflected a dizzying array of colors, his handsome and resolute yet gentle face seemed to be carved again by the light, adding a unique charm to Wei Ziming out of thin air.

  On the ground, Mo Rou Rou raised her head and gazed up at Wei Zi Ming who was standing independently in the distance, gazing at Wei Zi Ming who was dyed with a layer of sunset glow, gazing at Wei Zi Ming who had an extra unique charm out of thin air.

  At the same time, Mo Rou Rou also remembered Wei Yan Xin's introduction to Wei Zi Ming: "Heaven did not give Zi Ming a healthy body, depriving him of his right to practice, but Zi Ming did not bow his head. I have never seen Zi Ming give up, what I see is a stubborn and unyielding Zi Ming who refuses to accept fate."

  Mo Rourou's face was still calm, her eyes were like autumn water, but when Wei Ziming's shadow was reflected in her eyes, a very slight ripple appeared, which even Mo Rourou herself did not notice.

  Suddenly, Mo Rou Rou had an idea to watch the sunset. With this thought, she directly took action and easily climbed to the top of the cactus, standing beside Wei Zi Ming, gazing at the last rays of the sun on the horizon.

  "It's so beautiful for the first time to see a sunset!" Under the glow of the sunset, Mo Rou's mouth curled up into a happy smile as she spoke out voluntarily.

  "Wow! It's so beautiful, I didn't notice before and didn't have the chance to see such a beautiful sunset. This is the most beautiful sunset I've ever seen." Wei Ziming still had a look of intoxication on his face as he spoke without thinking.

  In the past, Wei Ziming was so focused on cultivation that he neglected the beauty around him. The Wei Ziming from another world had never seen such a beautiful sunset either, for this world lacked many things, but also gained many more - the beauty of cerulean skies, white clouds, fresh air, clear waters, and perfect sunsets.

  "Previously, I was so focused on cultivation that I neglected the beauty of the sunset." Mo Rou softly said.

  "Ah! Me too!" Wei Ziming heard this and was slightly stunned, his face revealing a look of astonishment as he turned to gaze at Mo Rou Rou, looking at her delicate face tinted with the colors of the sunset.

  This is a very beautiful scene, but Wei Ziming felt a little inexplicable, because just now, Wei Ziming heard that Mo Rou's voice was missing a hint of coldness and had an extra warmth. However, when Wei Ziming saw Mo Rou gazing at the sunset with a look of intoxication and a joyful smile, he knew he had overthought it.

  Wei Ziming continued to gaze into the distance, shaking his head slightly, without making another sound. Mo Rourou also remained silent, and both of them seemed to be savoring the beauty of the sunset, enjoying the tranquility under the setting sun, as if they didn't want to break the peaceful atmosphere.

  The sky gradually darkened, and the egg yolk on the distant horizon also slowly sank into the earth. The glow of the sunset on the horizon gradually converged. Old Da Wei Zihao, who had gone out hunting, was carrying a half-person-high, plump and fat sand rabbit, walking back to the camp.

  Wei Zihao, who had not yet arrived at the campsite, was already scanning the area with his eyes, searching for the only female in the campsite. His gaze finally settled on a tall and majestic cactus.

  Looking at Wei Ziming and Mo Rourou watching the sunset together, there was no jealousy in Wei Zihao's eyes, only admiration. In Wei Zihao's mind, Wei Ziming was just a waste, a weakling, and the gap between him and Mo Rourou was too great. Therefore, Wei Zihao did not think that Wei Ziming had the qualifications to be Mo Rourou's pursuer.

  Looking at this scene in front of him, Wei Zihao became even more determined to repair his relationship with Wei Ziming and establish a deep brotherly bond.

  A wisp of smoke rose gently from the campsite, and in the center of the campsite, on a bonfire, a sand rabbit that had been roasted to perfection, with its whole body glistening with oil, gave off wave after wave of golden yellow color, and an enticing aroma wafted far and wide.

  Four people sat beside the bonfire: Wei Zi Hao, Wei Zi Xiao, Wei Zi Feng and Wei Zi Yang. The four of them remained silent.

  The second elder carefully grilled the sand rabbit, the sharp long thorn in his hand rotating from time to time. The eldest held a box of spice powder in his hand, occasionally sprinkling some on the golden sand rabbit.

  Lao San and Lao Si, both looked somewhat downcast in their emotions, gazing at the burning flames with vacant expressions from time to time, as if lost in thought.

  Four people either gazed at the flames, or looked at the golden sandy rabbit, or turned their heads to look in a certain direction, the top of a cactus, firewood crackling and popping as it burned.

  Apart from the crackling and popping of flames, there were occasional low calls from sandpipers; otherwise all was quiet and still.

  Just then, a strange noise reached the ears of the four people. The four people almost instinctively looked in the direction of the noise, and their eyes showed a vigilant expression. Their hands, which had been empty just now, were now tightly grasping their sharp long knives.

  The golden sand rabbit's sharp thorns had already been inserted into the sandy ground by Lao Er Wei Zi Xiao, and the spice box in Lao Da's hand had been put away.

  "Who's there? Identify yourself!" Old Wei Zi Hao cautiously gazed into the dark forest, shouting out loud.

  Just now, the sound of "sha sha" of the sandpiper walking on the sandy ground had entered everyone's ears, so Wei Zihao and others judged in an instant that someone was approaching here.

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