Chapter 1170

Not long after entering the medicine bath, ye Ziheng fell asleep, waiting for him to wake up again the next day.

Ye Ziheng looked at his white and flawless body, and he began to doubt whether he was dreaming yesterday. He felt very painful yesterday. How could he wake up today without seeing any scars? He tried to move twice without any pain, as if nothing had happened yesterday.

But looking at the way he didn't wear anything except jumping underpants, ye Ziheng felt that yesterday's event should not be a fake, and the clothes beside him were covered with blood.

Ye Ziheng reaches out his hand, takes the clothes, opens them and looks at them carefully. He can't help but suck in the cool air.

If ye Ziheng didn't know the color of the clothes in advance, he would really know that it was a big red robe. The clothes were all bloody red. Except for a few places that were not stained with blood, the whole clothes had become a bloody robe.

And most importantly, ye Ziheng also found several broken ones on it!

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

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

The iron ball is round and smooth, and it's usually difficult to break such a big hole in the clothes, unless you really have a lot of strength and tear the clothes directly in a moment.

But if the strength of the iron ball really has reached this level, then ye Ziheng's body, I'm afraid, will be hurt too much!

Thinking of this, ye Ziheng can't help but take a breath of cool air. He just started to practice yesterday, but he couldn't bear the iron ball and fell down. What happened after that, he knew nothing about it.

And the most important thing is that when they began to practice yesterday, it was probably in Chinese. But when they came to take ye Ziheng, Ning Xuan yesterday, ye Ziheng saw the stars in the sky, that is to say, it was already night.

The specific time of Ye Ziheng is not clear, but if ye Ziheng calculates to Shaoli, he begins to practice at about 2 o'clock until the stars come out at night, it's 8 o'clock at least.

In this way, it takes at least six hours, while ye Ziheng's training time is less than half an hour before and after, which is like ten to twenty minutes.

You ask him, what did ye Ziheng experience in the five and a half hours left?

Ye Ziheng couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and a cold sweat appeared on his face. But just then, someone patted him on the shoulder.

"Is it enough to be dazed? It's time we went out to train. "

When ye Ziheng heard this, he was startled. He turned around and saw the general crouching behind him with a smile on his face.

"General, what a coincidence."

"What's the matter? I'm here to find you. Put on the clothes for me. We're going out to train."

Say, take out a set of black long clothes from the storage ring, put beside the bath, and then walk out slowly.

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