Ninh House.

"Xiao Jia ~ Lovely Xiao Jia ~"

Wu Xiaojia was called by him with a chill down his spine, and turned his head to ask this old lady who was a little chattering, "What's wrong......

"Hey......

Sister, don't laugh, I'll be stunned when you laugh.

"How's your martial arts practice?" Wu Moqi smiled and looked at the wooden stakes in the yard.

There were piles of unevenness, and there was a sack that hung in a sack that I don't know what it contained. An iron rod in the middle, two large stones on both sides, I heard what kind of "weightlifting artifact". It was specially made by Wu Hanzao from the master.

Not to mention, Wu Xiaojia practiced quite like that.

Looking at his brother's thin body, Wu Moqi was very worried that he would not be able to bear it.

[Pear smash: Are you worried that you won't be able to beat him if he's tired!? A certain Qi: Hehe......]

"It's okay."

Wu Xiaojia said, walked in front of the "weightlifting artifact", and lifted it up one by one with a "ha-" sound.

Then he put it down again, "At present, I can only hold on to a quarter of an hour when I lift it all, and I can hold it for half an hour when I lift it to my chest." ”

Then he walked to the sack and hammered it hard, and the sack was beaten up and turned in a big circle from top to bottom.

Sad frowned, "I haven't practiced to the point where I can knock it away." ”

"......" Wu Moqi gasped.

Awesome my brother!

She walked up to the "weightlifting artifact" and looked at the two stones in front of her in a daze, estimating that each stone was much heavier than her......

She stepped forward, grabbed the bar in the middle with her hand, and made a "ha-" sound.

A flock of crows flew in front of him.

The "weightlifting artifact" did not move at all.

Wu Moqi was not convinced, took a few deep breaths of fresh air, and made another "ha-" sound.

How could she feel more crows flying overhead......

The "weightlifting artifact" still hasn't moved a bit.

She walked up to the sack and pushed it hard with both hands.

The sack shook a little...... Shake again...... Nope.

“……”

"Sister, it's okay, just practice slowly."

Wu Xiaojia's tone was flat, why did she hear a sense of schadenfreude?

Originally, she looked at the heroes in the script, what kind of empty-handed white blades, what kind of bricks, thought it was very simple, and wanted to learn two tricks from Wu Xiaojia...... Now I want to come...... Forget it.

Wu Moqi pouted unhappily.

"Sister, your physique is too weak. Even if you can't practice martial arts diligently, there is nothing wrong with strengthening your body. ”

Wu Moqi raised his eyelids stupidly, "It's really fake." ”

"Nature is true." Wu Xiaojia nodded seriously.

Wu Moqi stroked her forehead, in her previous life, she didn't seem to have any other movements except sitting, lying and standing......

So the physique has always been very weak.

It's not too late to improve your physique.

She wants to get into it, if she has practiced peerless magic skills...... Hehe, she imprisoned Ning Shaoliang...... And then...... Hey......

"Sister?"

"Sister......

Wu Xiaojia waved at her in front of her.

Wu Moqi took a breath and reprimanded, "You little ghost, when did you stop even calling the second sister?" What kind of system does the old sister have?! ”

"Isn't this close to you~"

"Hmph(ノ=Д=)ノ┻━┻" Close to a fart.,This guy must be very happy to see her ugly.。

"Inside...... Where does the practice begin? Flying cornices and walking on the wall? Internal Strength? Wu Moqi asked diligently.

"Let's take a stride for an hour."

…… Refuse!