. . .
Ding~ding~ding~click!
With the sound of metal breaking, the sword in Weiming's hand was completely declared scrapped.
Phew~
Weiming let out a long breath, glanced at the scrapped sword tire, and shook his head helplessly.
Forget it, it’s not an option to always be like this, let’s go out for a walk!
Saying this, Weiming threw away the hammer in his hand and walked out of the forging room.
. . .
There are only a few days left before the birthday party in Luoyang at the end of the month. During this period of time, Wei Ming has been practicing so hard that it would be a bit modest to say that he forgets to eat and sleep. It is basically the same as working without sleep.
During the day, I would practice various moves in the martial arts field before dawn, or compete with my brothers and sisters. At night, I would sit cross-legged on the bed and practice internal skills. If I really felt tired, I would read a book, blacksmith, dig, etc. It can be said that there is no delay.
The progress brought about by such high-intensity training is quite significant, but what follows is physical fatigue and mental lethargy.
During this period, if it weren't for the senior brothers and sisters who often took Weiming out to relax, and also because Weiming was proficient in medical skills and knew some sense of propriety, Weiming would have collapsed on the practice field long ago.
However, compared to the body and spirit, the mood is not so easy to recover. Weiming's character is a bit out of touch. If he was not about to meet the legendary Lord of Tianyi City and Heluo Hero, Weiming would not be so hardworking. .
Now that he has practiced hard for more than half a month, he is not so angry that he smashes things, which shows that Wei Ming's cultivation is very good.
Later, in order to vent his irritation, Wei Ming simply went into the forging room to strike iron, and by the way, he could also contact the forging technology.
But after hammering all morning, looking at the broken copper and iron everywhere, and the forging skills that were not added in the attribute column, Weiming knew that this was not an option, so he simply stopped hammering and moved the hammer to the side. Throw it away and plan to go out for a walk.
Pushing the door open and walking out of the forging room, Wei Ming yelled directly in the direction of the kitchen:
Sister Meng! I went out for a walk. If I don’t come back before dinner, you don’t have to wait for me.
After yelling, Weiming didn't care whether Po Meng heard it or not, and walked directly out of the valley.
But before he had taken two steps, a voice suddenly sounded beside Weiming, "You want to go out?"
Wow⊙⊙!
Weiming was startled, looking at the sudden appearance of Po Meng with a lingering fear on his face, and said guiltily: Sister Meng, why did you suddenly appear like a ghost and almost scare me~
I used to be a lonely ghost in Fengdu, don’t you know?
Mrs. Meng replied with a smile on her face, and then her expression straightened: Stop talking nonsense, you just said you were going out, where are you going?
Weiming sighed helplessly and said softly: Hey~ isn't it a bit depressing from practicing during this period? I just plan to go out to relax and relieve some stress~
...You even know it yourself!
Po Meng rolled her eyes at Weiming angrily, then directly took Weiming's arm and said in a tone that could not be refused:
Let's go!
ah! Ah?
Weiming looked at Po Meng in surprise, and asked in confusion: Where are we going...?
Aren't you going to go out and relax? Should I accompany you, or...Mother Meng turned to look at Weiming, and said lightly:...You don't want to come with me?
How could it be that Sister Meng went out with me and it was too late for me to be happy? Wei Ming said from the bottom of his heart.
It’s just...Sister Meng, who will cook when you leave? Wei Ming said doubtfully.
Hearing Weiming's words, Po Meng smiled slightly and said: Don't worry! I have already told Abe, let’s set off without further ado!
Ah~? okay.
Listening to Mrs. Meng's smiling face but a solemn tone, she was not clearly shocked, but she couldn't help but feel a little guilty. Speaking of which, the two of them had indeed not been alone together for a while.
Taking a deep breath, Weiming calmed down his mood, showed a big smile to Po Meng, and said to her:
let's go! Sister Meng~
. . .
In the woods outside Xiaoyao Valley.
Wei Ming and Meng Po walked side by side, neither of them saying a word, while Meng Po naturally hugged Wei Ming's arm and rested her head gently on Wei Ming's shoulder.
Weiming secretly glanced at Po Meng's posture, and felt an inexplicable strong sense of déjà vu. .
Holding her arms and leaning on her shoulders, this posture was clearly the same as when Shen Xiangyun held her last time.
'Could it be that Sister Meng saw me that time? '
The more Weiming thought about it, the more it seemed possible. After all, Xiaoyao Valley was so big, and Weiming also showed off a flute at that time. It was difficult for Po Meng not to notice it even if she wanted to. As for why she didn't show up, she thought it was to leave a certain amount of space for herself. Bar!
Thinking of this, Weiming's eyes towards Po Meng became more and more gentle.
What's wrong~?
Although she didn't look up, Po Meng seemed to feel Wei Ming's gaze and asked softly.
Sister Meng...
Huh~?
Weiming suddenly stopped, hugged Po Meng gently with his backhand, and said with warmth in his voice:
Thank you for taking such good care of me~
Fool~
Po Meng laughed and scolded, saying how many times, there is no need to say thank you between us!
But besides thank you, I really don’t know what to say or do...
Weiming let go of Po Meng, stared at Po Meng with an aggrieved look, and whispered with meaning:
Every time you say you want to wait for me to master martial arts or something...
Upon hearing Wei Ming's words, Po Meng didn't know what he meant and immediately blushed. However, this time, Po Meng did not avoid the question.
Wait for you...
Po Meng looked straight into Wei Ming's eyes, suppressing her shyness and said: ...When you... arrive at Xiantian, sister... I will leave everything to you.
! !
Really! ?
Weiming looked at Po Meng in surprise, almost thinking that he heard wrongly, but when Po Meng nodded her head again, Weiming immediately fell into a burst of ecstasy.
He immediately picked up Po Meng, like a groom hugging his bride on their wedding night, spinning around wildly.
Seeing that Weiming was so happy, Po Meng hugged herself up. The blush on her face became even more intense. She couldn't help but patted Weiming and said coquettishly:
Okay, Weiming~ Let me down quickly!
Okay~
Wei Ming put Po Meng down obediently, looked at the lovely person in front of him carefully, and said firmly:
Don’t worry, Sister Meng! I will break through Xiantian as quickly as possible, and I will not keep you waiting for a long time.
Of course I believe you, but...
A hint of shy worry suddenly appeared on Po Meng's face, and she said to Weiming: "You must never...don't waste your hard work in cultivation because of that thing, you know?"
After hearing what Mrs. Meng said, Weiming showed a faint smile and said to Po Meng: Don't worry, Sister Meng, even if it's for you, I will take good care of my body.
Po Meng rolled her eyes shyly at Wei Ming, and uttered the two most common words between husband and wife.
Death sign~
And just when the two were deeply in love, an inappropriate voice suddenly sounded next to them.
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