From 11:30, ye Ziheng gasped while eating, and finally stayed up to 1:00, eating for an hour and a half.

As a martial artist, ye Ziheng was still practicing. For the first time, he felt that eating these meals could sustain him.

He vaguely felt that he was a little sleepy, and he felt that he was full of food and drink. He just lay down and have a sleep.

On the other side of the sofa, small Kui and black, were in half an hour ago to sleep in the past, the current battlefield, there are only three leaves of the Heng family.

Ye Ziheng took a look at his watch, shook his head and looked at his parents.

"Dad, mom, I have to go, or I'll miss the bus."

"Well, let's give you a ride."

Ye father said with a big stomach, he also ate a lot this time, as well as ye mother, directly holding up to speechless.

"Well, I'll go alone. I'll be back in a few days anyway."

"That's fine. Be careful on your own way."

Finish saying, then will head to a chair to lean on, close an eye to recuperate.

Ye Ziheng slowly stood up, belched, looked at the sofa to win small Kui and small black, thought for a while, decided not to take them, so he went out alone.

At the moment when he was just out of the door, ye Ziheng directly operated his skills, and his breath continuously flowed in his body, accelerating the digestion of the food in his stomach. In a short minute, when he was in his stomach, he turned into a little sweat and was completely removed. Ye Ziheng felt relaxed instantly.

"Brother Ye."

At this time, several disciples of the mountain community came to ye Ziheng.

"What can I do for you?"

Ye Ziheng looked at them and asked with a smile.

"We are here to see you to the high-speed railway station. The car is ready. Shall we start now?"

Ye Ziheng couldn't help being stunned at this scene. He didn't expect that the arrangement made by the old thief Qin was very considerate. He picked himself up here and was willing to take a taxi.

"Then let's go."

Then, ye Ziheng accompanied several disciples to the garage. The garage opened slowly, and a row of luxury cars appeared in front of Ye Ziheng.

"Which one shall we drive?"

The disciple turned his head and asked ye Ziheng.

Ye Ziheng didn't care. Anyway, it was almost the same for him, so he shrugged and said.

"All right."

The disciple nodded, then picked up the key and drove out a blue Lamborghini.

Ye Ziheng sat in and did not have time to close the door, but the disciple suddenly turned his head and said.

"It's done."

Then, ye Ziheng felt something was wrong. Shut the door quickly.

But also in the moment when the door was closed, ye Ziheng saw the countless buildings in front of the window flying by. If he had not just digested the contents of his stomach, he would have been vomiting.

In this way, ye Ziheng sat in the car and kept this speed. Ten minutes later, ye Ziheng successfully reached the station. The disciple stopped the car steadily with a beautiful tail flick, and then couldn't help shouting.

"Damn it! Cool

Then he turned his head and looked at ye Ziheng, but found that he was looking at himself with a kind of melancholy eyes. He couldn't help swallowing his saliva and turning around.

"That, elder martial brother, the place is here."

"Well."

Ye Ziheng nodded and answered, but he didn't get off the bus immediately. Instead, he sat on the bus for about ten minutes before getting off the bus.

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