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Wei Ziming didn't know what Wei Zihao and others were thinking, but he thought to himself "Actually Mo Rou Rou is really not bad, extremely good-looking, great figure, although a bit cold in personality, but she's quite kind-hearted, really not bad at all! Worth considering?"
Weizi Ming watched Weizi Hao and others making every effort to get close to Mo Rou Rou, his heartstrings also slightly trembling, Weizi Ming thought to himself "But is it because of puberty?"
Shaking his head, Wei Ziming stopped his wild thoughts and looked towards Mo Rou Rou again. Coincidentally, at this moment, Mo Rou Rou also glanced over here, their eyes meeting for an instant.
There were no sparks flying in the air, nor did anyone shyly avert their gaze. Mo Rou was still calm and composed, her delicate face expressionless behind her veil, her clear and beautiful eyes as serene as ever.
Wei Ziming smiled faintly at Mo Rou Rou, and Mo Rou Rou also returned a smile, then turned her head away and continued on her way.
Taking a glance at Wei Zihao and others who had ulterior motives, Wei Ziming shook his head in frustration. Although their actions were subtle, they still managed to annoy him somewhat.
With a slap on the buttocks, the sandpiper took off quickly with Wei Ziming, running side by side with Wei Zi Wu.
"Brother! Have we arrived at that place?" Wei Ziming asked aloud.
"It's almost done! Hehe, Ziming doesn't know what's going on, I saw the decadent look in Lao Da and others' eyes, and I feel physically and mentally comfortable." Wei Zi Wu said with a smile.
As for Wei Ziming's strength, Wei Ziwu already knew a thing or two beforehand. When handling the matter of the You family, he discovered the corpse of You Gaoyi in the mountain cave and asked Wei Ziming about it. Although Wei Ziming didn't go into details, he didn't hide anything either, directly saying that he had suddenly grasped a top-notch sword technique.
Although Wei Ziwu was extremely shocked, he was more delighted from the heart, and it was for this reason that Wei Ziwu asked Wei Ziming to go with him to pick the Ling flower.
Weizi Ming's cultivation has now reached the fifth level, advancing one level in just two short months. Such a rapid rate of progress once again shocked Weizi Wu.
Wei Ziwu was not a narrow-minded person like Wei Zihao, and when he saw Wei Ziming's improvement in cultivation, Wei Ziwu genuinely felt happy. Even if Wei Ziming's cultivation surpassed his own, Wei Ziwu would not feel jealous.
Weizi Ming and Weizi Wu were twins, so after birth, the difference between them should not be great. However, in reality, their physical condition was vastly different. Weizi Wu's physique was impeccable, while Weizi Ming's physique was worrying.
Ever since he was aware of things, Wei Ziwu had a sense of guilt towards the frail Wei Ziming. This feeling, although it was just an unfounded feeling in Wei Ziwu's heart, made him think that it was because of his own fault that Wei Ziming's physique became so weak.
So Wei Ziwu had an extremely deep affection for Wei Ziming, and many times he looked at Wei Ziming's unyielding eyes, his persistence in cultivation, a heart-wrenching feeling rose from the bottom of Wei Ziwu's heart.
In the dead of night, how many times had Wei Ziwu returned to that moment when they were born? He dreamed that both of them were born into this world at the same time. In his dream, they shared many similarities. Wei Ziming's physique was no longer weak and frail, but strong and healthy instead. And he himself was not a cultivation genius with high expectations placed upon him by his elders, but an ordinary person.
He dreams of having the same physique as both of them, cultivating together, living together, having a lot to talk about, and growing up together.
Elders treated them with the same gaze, without the regretful expression of looking at Wei Ziming, nor the expectation of looking at him. There was no longer the repeated advice from the elders for Wei Ziming to give up his cultivation, nor was there Grandfather Wei Yongde's small furnace that he had set up for himself.
There was no more hidden inferiority in Wei Ziming's heart, nor the joy of breaking through on his own. There was no more disdain or belittling from his peers towards Wei Ziming, nor any envy or powerless jealousy.
Every time Wei Ziwu dreams of these things, what he likes to see most is that he and Wei Ziming have the same smile on their faces. At that time, Wei Ziwu feels that his own smile is the happiest smile.
Every time Wei Zi Wu dreamed of these things, that night was his most peaceful sleep.
But when he woke up in the morning, Wei Ziwu realized that it was just his own dream. He remembered the carefree smile of Wei Ziming in his dream. At the same time, he also recalled the stubborn and unyielding eyes of Wei Ziming in reality, as well as a kind of pale and powerless resentment hidden deep in his eyes.
Recalling, a look of despair appeared on his face, but Wei Ziming did not give up at all. Every moment, every day, every month, every year, Wei Ziming's repetitive and mechanical cultivation continued unabated.
He recalled the faint smile on Wei Ziming's face when he had finally managed to cultivate a wisp of internal energy after putting in ten times the effort, and at that time, his cultivation had already reached the fourth layer.
How many times, Wei Ziwu wanted to exchange everything with Wei Ziming, to replace all of his glory, the halo on him, with the despair in Wei Ziming's eyes, and the unwillingness in his eyes.
If the situation were reversed, Wei Ziwu believed that he would not be desperate or resentful. He would accept reality, give up on cultivation and learn to manage family matters instead. He believed that Wei Ziming would do the same for him.
So, Wei Ziming's cultivation suddenly soared to the fifth level. The one who was most delighted wasn't Wei Ziming himself, but rather Wei Zi Wu.
"Ah! I feel very relieved, especially relieved. From now on, Brother won't need to use his fists against them." Wei Ziming heard this and a scene after another emerged from the depths of his memory, so he smiled lightly.
"Zi Ming, don't blame them either? They were like that before, and it's also my responsibility. They transferred their powerless jealousy towards me to your body, and gained mental balance on your body." Wei Zi Wu also recalled the past scenes, sighed, and then spoke up.
"Haha! No wonder they did, who made us look exactly the same?" Wei Ziming actually also took it lightly and wasn't a narrow-minded person, so he chuckled and said.
"It's nothing, I heard Grandfather say that our father and Eldest Uncle used to fight a lot when they were young, but in the end they made up." Wei Ziwu smiled slightly and said.
"That's right! After all, we have an unchangeable blood relationship." Wei Ziming nodded slightly, although it was the first time he had heard such things.
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