At about 3:00, the relevant departments sent people to pick up the bodies on the ground and put them into the car. Then they washed away a large pool of blood on the ground, and then took out a special jet to completely remove the smell of blood in the air.

Ye Ziheng has been sitting on the chair and watching. Several disciples come to ask him whether he wants to go back together. He just shakes his head and says that he wants to wait for a while and let them go back first.

Then, the disciples all went back, and the relevant departments left after the bodies and blood were disposed of. Ye Ziheng, alone, sat on the bench in the park, looking down at something.

Time always goes by quickly. In the blink of an eye, the sun slowly gets up. Several old people who get up early and do morning exercises run by his side, but they don't care about ye Ziheng. Instead, they quickly walk by Ye Ziheng.

Then, a few hours later, several young people and a group of children came to him, but they did not feel any sense when they passed by. They walked away without a trace of pause.

Ye Ziheng looked up at the people who walked away slowly and looked down at the clean ground.

People are still living as usual, and they know nothing about what happened last night, and may never know.

In the past, have you ever had such a thing around you? Ye Ziheng could not bear to think of it.

Hundreds of bodies were cleaned up overnight, making it look as if nothing had happened.

If you know the secret of this world, it must be what the world wants you to know, because the real secret is never disclosed.

Ye Ziheng sighed, slowly stood up from the bench and looked at his watch. It was already 2:00 at noon, and he unconsciously sat here for half a day.

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An hour later, ye Ziheng returned to the hotel. The disciples in the hotel were having a celebration banquet. They were very happy about the killing of so many cult disciples. The disciples of the two sects put aside their prejudice and took up wine cups to toast each other. Seeing ye Ziheng, they immediately handed over a cup of wine and asked ye Ziheng to have a drink.

But ye Ziheng refused, saying that he was too tired to go to have a rest and deal with a lot of things to celebrate by themselves.

As soon as the disciples heard this, how could they easily agree to ye Ziheng's request and encourage people to have courage while drinking wine. They wanted ye Ziheng to have a drink, or they would stop him from leaving.

Ye Ziheng didn't want to spoil the party, so he took a small drink, then left the celebration banquet, went back to his room and lay down on the bed.

Every time when he is in a bad mood or has some troubles, ye Ziheng always sleeps. His memory is very good, but I don't know why. As long as he has a sleep, all his worries will be reduced by half the next day. It seems that everything is so beautiful.

Unfortunately, after ye Ziheng stepped into martial arts, he had little time to have a good sleep. Practice replaced sleep. Although he was not tired, it was difficult to forget what was bothering him by sleeping.

Memory has improved, can remember all the martial arts, a word, a move, but also can remember a trivial matter for a long time. The observation ability becomes better, can see the flaw of one move in one form, at the same time, can also see the other party's attitude towards themselves, is really good, or just play on the scene. But also smile face to face.

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