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  "Brother! I'll go and rescue him! No matter what, I must bring him back, I swear!" Wei Ziming gazed in the direction of the Wei family village, his voice heavy with emotion.

  Just as Wei Ziming made up his mind, a pair of soft hands suddenly wrapped around him from behind, holding him tightly without making any sound. Wei Ziming could feel the familiar breath and the heartbeat that was pressed against his back.

  It was Mo Rou Rou who hugged Wei Zi Ming tightly, and when she heard his determined words, she couldn't help but hold him even tighter, as if afraid of losing him.

  Wei Ziming made up his mind, which means he will face the congenital strong again, as well as two half-step congenital strong. Mo Rou Rou is worried.

  But she knew that Wei Ziming had already made up his mind, so she tightly hugged him without making a sound. All she could give him was her body warmth, silence and unspoken persuasion.

  Feeling the breath behind him, Wei Ziming fell silent, but the firm gaze in his eyes did not weaken in the slightest.

  "I'll go with you!" Mo Rou Rou felt Wei Zi Ming's silence, she knew that his decision was unchangeable. A pair of beautiful eyes dimmed for a moment, and after a while, Mo Rou Rou spoke up.

  Wei Ziming heard this, his body trembled slightly, but he knew the danger and unpredictability of this trip. Mo Rourou was willing to accompany him, but he didn't want Mo Rourou to go with him.

  Although the two people didn't spend much time together and weren't very familiar with each other, there was a sense of connection between them, and this feeling had already been revealed. The two hearts had begun to gradually draw closer, and at this moment, they were like Mo Ruo Ruo embracing Wei Zi Ming in her arms, tightly clinging together.

  Wei Ziming continued to remain silent, he wanted to go and rescue Wei Zi Wu back, Mo Rou Rou wanted to follow him together, but he didn't want Mo Rou Rou to follow him, he didn't know how to persuade Mo Rou Rou.

  Mo Ruo felt Wei Ziming's silence, felt his hesitation, and she didn't feel happy about it, but instead became tense. Her delicate face was tightly pressed against Wei Ziming's back, and her arms wrapped around his waist tightened a few more notches.

  Mo Ruo continued to remain silent, she could feel Wei Ziming's intentions from his heartbeat, feeling that he didn't want her to accompany him, and sensing his hesitation.

  She knew Wei Ziming's hesitation, but didn't know how to persuade her not to follow him, and his determination to save Wei Zi Wu was still so firm.

  Mo Ruoyu was willing to follow Wei Ziming to Wuying to rescue Wei Zi Wu, so she remained silent.

  Mo Ruoyu could only remain silent, because she knew that if Wei Ziming went, it was likely to cost her own life, so she didn't want Wei Ziming to go, and Wei Ziming also didn't want her to accompany him.

  But Mo Rou Rou's heart was contradictory again, because she didn't want to go against Wei Zi Ming's determination, so in the end Mo Rou Rou could only remain silent.

  In the midst of silence, time slipped away. Wei Ziming remained silent, not uttering a word. Before he knew it, Wei Ziming had turned around and pulled Mo Rourou into his arms, as if savoring the brief moment they shared together.

  Mo Rou continued to maintain her silence, her delicate face pressed against Wei Ziming's chest, and the hands wrapped around Wei Ziming's waist tightened their grip, holding him tightly.

  The sunset in the sky gradually sets westward, and the light is no longer so strong. The red glow on the horizon pours over the mountain top, embracing the two people who are hugging each other.

  At the moment when the sunset was about to sink, Mo Rou Rou, who had been silent all along, twitched her curved eyelashes and felt the body temperature that had already merged together. Mo Rou Rou spoke up, "I'll wait! I'll wait for you to come back!"

  "I'm back! I promise!" Also, Wei Ziming, who had been silent all along, heard Mo Rou Rou's words and tightly hugged her in his arms, finally saying a sentence.

  "I believe! I'll wait until you return!" At this time, Mo Rou Rou raised her head, her gentle eyes looking at Wei Zi Ming, her tone calm, but giving people a sense of heaviness and determination.

  Wei Ziming didn't say a word, but when he heard this sentence, his body trembled slightly again, revealing the turmoil in his heart.

  When the sunset sank into the earth, Wei Ziming left, leaving only Mo Rou's gentle figure on the mountain top.

  Mo Ruo didn't look into the dark distance, nor did she gaze at the distant place where Wei Ziming had disappeared. She squatted down and sat on the mountain ground, her lonely figure tightly embracing the wooden box left behind by Wei Ziming. A drop of crystal clear liquid fell onto the wooden box.

  Tears fell silently without making any sound of dripping water, for these tears were very gentle.

  Always accompanied by Mo Rou Rou's little golden wolf, quietly crouching beside Mo Rou Rou, the golden and agile pupils gazing at the already pitch-black mountain forest, gazing in the direction where Wei Zi Ming disappeared.

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  Huangsha County, the main hall of the county government, was brightly lit, with lanterns and candles illuminating every corner, chasing away the darkness of night, making the entire hall as bright as daytime, without a single shadow.

  A young man with a congenital boundary once appeared in Weijiazhuang, standing with his back to the wall and gazing at a mural on the wall of the main hall. The mural depicted a battlefield as its background, with a majestic and overbearing middle-aged man standing tall in the center, his eyes gleaming like electricity, giving the viewer a sense of intimidation.

  The majestic and domineering middle-aged man in the mural is the founding emperor of Pingluo Kingdom a thousand years ago. He has already ascended to immortality, but his image has been passed down through generations.

  "How is it? Is it done?" The young man who had been staring at the mural spoke up when he heard footsteps behind him.

  "It has been done as instructed! A notice was posted in the public square of Huangsha County, and two days later, Wei Ziwu will be executed by fire in the same square." Just then, Liu Wuguan walked into the great hall, glanced at the young man's back, and spoke with a respectful attitude.

  "Alright! Go down!" The young man, upon hearing this, also didn't turn around, but simply waved his hand to signal Liu Wuguan to go down.

  "I hope it's useful!" The entire hall was left with only this young man, who let out a faint sigh and spoke in a self-consoling tone.

  Although Wei Zi Wu was in his hands, the young man had no hope of getting any information related to the Wei family from Wei Zi Wu's mouth.

  Because Wei Ziwu was too harsh on himself, in order to buy time for the people of the Wei family, he actually unhesitatingly crippled his own dantian. Such audacity, even he didn't have it before. The dantian is the foundation of a cultivator's practice; if the dantian is shattered, it's equivalent to shattering all hope of a cultivator seeking power.

  To someone as ruthless to himself, the young man had no hope of being able to pry open Wei Ziwu's mouth, so he could only use Wei Ziwu to attract the attention of the Wei family members, especially after he found out about the existence of Wei Ziming, he became restless and lost his appetite.

  "Will it be useful?" As for whether the Wei family's people will appear to send death, in fact, even this young man doesn't think much of it. He can only hold on to a glimmer of hope and do everything he can.

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