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As soon as Wei Luo was puzzled, he thought about asking the round-faced seventeen, and the other people in the handyman were mostly looking for him when they had something to discuss. There is no leader among the handymen, and the round-faced seventeen plays such a role in many cases.

As Wei Luo expected, as soon as she asked her words, the round-faced seventeen even heard the last thing. Wei Luo actually knows that this round face can't read seventeen words, and he will fall into the team of the Mei family for the second time, how much knowledge can he have? Besides, the question I asked was a little unusual.

Wei Luo couldn't get an answer, so she kept this matter in her heart, and after she had eaten, she ran to the woods to pick up the wooden sword, and learned to compare with the swordsmen in the martial arts training field.

After only a dozen strokes like this, she felt a little tightness in her chest. Wei Luo secretly thought: In my previous life, I also used to breathe when I practiced yoga, and I even had to pay attention to my breathing when running. There should also be a corresponding breathing method when practicing the sword, even if no one says, why don't I try it myself?

Thinking of this, she took a deep breath, and when she could no longer breathe, she suddenly took out her sword, and exhaled at the same time as she took out the sword.

Less than five times like this, her chest was very clogged. Wei Luo hurriedly stood up straight, adjusted his breathing, took a deep breath, and then held his breath and took out the sword, exhaling a long breath when the sword was completely pierced.

Sure enough, this is more comfortable than just now.

When Wei Luo saw the effect, he was overjoyed.

In this way, she breathed with a sword, and with force, time flew by, and in the blink of an eye the woods became dark. Wei Luo put away the bronze sword in the woods and walked out with the wooden sword.

In the courtyard, blazing torches burned everywhere, illuminating the ground red. In the main courtyard, the sheng song rose again, and there was a faint sound of laughter.

Wei Luo walked around the entire courtyard, and finally found that the wall behind the handyman sleeping near the back hill was both lit by fire and secluded.

Wei Luo stood up again, pulled the frame, she was not in a hurry, she only practiced the forward stab and the downward split, and in each movement, she always paid attention to the coordination of breathing, and she breathed how comfortable she was.

In Wei Luo's view, this is very simple, since sports such as running and yoga should be accompanied by breathing so that it is not easy to get tired, then the same is true for sword practice, only with breathing methods that are not easy to get tired and can make themselves more comfortable can be more successful.

And there were only a few rhythms of breathing, and she tried and went, but in a few hours, she tried the most effective and comfortable method.

At this time, she didn't expect that in this ancient continent with abundant vitality, the powerful soul that she had crossed over and had been tempered, coupled with the simple breathing method she thought, the result of multiplying the two by two was unpredictable.

Time gradually passed, and in the moonlight, in the shadows of the trees, Wei Luo stabbed out one sword after another, splitting out. She was weak and needed to take a break after not practicing for more than 20 times. During the break, she did not sit down, but stood in place, closed her eyes and inhaled silently and slowly, until her breathing was stable, and then she opened her eyes again to practice.

This practice continued until about eleven o'clock in the evening, when Wei Luo ran back to the Chase room drenched in sweat. She didn't have a change of clothes, and she didn't find a place where she could wash her body with complete confidence, so she gritted her teeth and lay down on the bunk like the men.

Until he fell asleep, Wei Luo was still slowly exhaling and inhaling in his sleep.

This continued until the evening of the fourth day.

On this day, Roundface Seventeen and a few handymen brought back a pile of sackcloth and straw sandals. He pointed to the piles of clothes and said loudly: "Tomorrow, there will be a noble person to invite, and I will leave Yicheng with the team." Each of you has two pieces of linen clothes and four pairs of grass, and wash them well before you put them on. ”

When he said this, he laughed to himself, "Everyone, you are famous beauties in the world, we are in her team, if the sweat stinks, I am afraid it will make the beauty angry." ”

The handymen laughed along with Hehe.

Wei Luo's eyes lit up as he looked at the pile of clothes.

As soon as the round-faced seventeen finished speaking, the handymen rushed to grab the sackcloth sandals. If it weren't for the round-faced seventeen people watching from the side, I was afraid that Wei Luo's clothes and shoes would be snatched up by them before it was their turn.

Wei Luo stood aside honestly, waited until everyone finished grabbing it, and then stepped forward, and received two pieces of twine with a detached hem and four pairs of straw sandals.

She took out a set of clothes and shoes and put them outside, and put the rest away in the corner where she slept.

Night soon came, and when a layer of night mist rose from the remnants of the sky, the handymen had finished washing the well water and walked out with their shoulders crossed.

It wasn't until there was only the last ray of light left between heaven and earth that Wei Luo hugged his clothes and quietly came to the back mountain.

The mountain behind this is very large, and the entire mountain range stretches for dozens of miles. Wei Luo has been consciously searching for it in the past few days, and has already found a small bend of Tan Shui three or four hundred meters deep into the woods. This Tan water is very small, about ten square meters, the water is also shallow, the bottom of the water is paved with stones, the water quality is clear.

The best part is that this Tan water is hidden behind a few rocks, which is quiet and there are no animal tracks.

This mountain belongs to the unowned mountain, and there are many hunters living in the mountain, and some large and small animals have long been driven into the depths of the woods by the hunters.

When Wei Luo came to Tan Shui, the heavens and the earth were completely dark, and only a crescent moon hung in the sky, shining on her through the trees.

Wei Luo listened vigilantly for a while, and confirmed that no pedestrians were coming. took off his clothes and jumped into Tan Shui.

As soon as the bone-clear water touched his body, Wei Luo let out a low cheer. Before this cheer came out, she quickly closed her mouth, wiped herself with dirty clothes, and washed her hair.

To wash her hair, she used pot ash. As for washing her body, she uses things that she uses to brush her teeth. Wei Luo listened carefully while washing, in order to be able to hear the movements around her in time, she took a small bath, trying not to make a big splash.

Rao is heart has been lifting, and it took Wei Luo half an hour to clean it. After she washed her clothes with Tan Shui, she took out the disguise that she had prepared a long time ago, and used her hand to outline a little thing that darkened and roughened her complexion, and wiped it on her face, neck, hands and feet like incense powder.

In this way, it was only the first step of disguise, she had to become completely like a young boy, and she had to apply another disguise cream to the corners of her eyebrows and eyes against the well water and light.

Besides, her hair was still wet, and it wasn't good for her to wear long hair like this.

Although the woods were quiet, even though she had been back and forth more than a dozen times during the day, Wei Luo was still afraid of snakes and insects, and as she walked, her feet accelerated.

When Wei Luo came to the back of the courtyard, she stopped.

Tie up his hair casually, Wei Luo picked up the wooden sword and practiced again.

Straight stabs, slashes, breathing, again and again, time passed bit by bit, gradually, the front of the room became incessant, this is the people have returned, and then, the noise slowly decreases, until it becomes completely quiet.

When only the sheng music of the main courtyard floated in the heavens and the earth, it was already the third watch in the middle of the night. Wei Luo tied his hair from memory, went to the well, applied the last layer of disfiguring cream in the brightened moonlight, and then returned to the room.

As Wei Luo lay down on the sackcloth in the corner, she let out a long breath and closed her eyes relaxedly.