Not long after entering the medicine bath, ye Ziheng fell asleep. When he woke up again, it was the next day.

Ye Ziheng looked at his spotless body. He began to doubt whether he was dreaming yesterday. He felt very painful yesterday. How could he wake up today, but he couldn't see any scars. He tried to move twice, without any pain, just as if nothing had happened yesterday.

But looking at himself in addition to jumping underpants, what did not wear, ye Ziheng felt that yesterday's things should not be fake, there are clothes beside, covered with blood.

Ye Ziheng stretched out his hand, took the clothes over, opened them and looked at them carefully. He couldn't help but suck the cool air.

If ye Ziheng hadn't known the color of the dress before, he would have thought that it was a red robe, and the whole dress had turned into a bloody one except for a few places where there was no bloodstain.

What's more, ye Ziheng also found a few broken pieces on it!

Maybe in other people's eyes, it's normal to have a few holes in the clothes, but for ye Ziheng, it's too abnormal.

If the sword was used in training yesterday, it's normal to cut a few holes in the clothes, but it's not sword, it's iron ball.

The iron ball is round and smooth, and it is difficult to break the clothes with such a big hole, unless you really have great strength and tear the clothes directly in an instant.

But if the strength of the iron ball has really reached this point, then ye Ziheng's body, I'm afraid, also hurt a lot!

Thinking of this, ye Ziheng couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. He had just begun to practice yesterday, but he couldn't carry the iron ball. What happened after that, he didn't know anything about it.

What's more, it was probably Chinese when they began to practice yesterday. But yesterday when Ning Xuan and they came to take ye Ziheng away, ye Ziheng faintly saw the stars in the sky. That is to say, it was already at night.

Ye Ziheng doesn't know the exact time, but if ye Ziheng reckons to Shaoli, he begins to practice at about 2 o'clock until the stars come out in the evening, at least 8 o'clock.

In this way, at least 6 hours of time, while ye Ziheng's sober training time, before and after adding up less than half an hour, it is like a dozen or twenty minutes.

You asked him to come. What did ye Ziheng experience in the next five and a half hours?

Ye Ziheng couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, and a cold sweat appeared on his face, but at this time, someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

"Is that enough? It's time for us to go out and train. "

When ye Ziheng heard this, he was immediately startled. He suddenly turned around and saw the smiling general squatting behind him.

"General, what a coincidence."

"Coincidentally, I'm here to find you, boy. Put on your clothes. We're going to go out for training."

Said, from the storage ring to take out a set of black long clothes, on the side of the bath, and then slowly walked out.

But ye Ziheng looked at the long black clothes and the bloody clothes in his hands. He could not help but take a breath of cold air.

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