260: C260 A Man Is Thinner than a Yellow Flower

C260 A Man Is Thinner than a Yellow Flower

After swallowing the five Pills, Ye Ziheng suddenly sat down on the chair and took a deep breath. He sat there with a solemn expression and began to wait.

Ye Ziheng did not dare to forget the pain he had suffered after swallowing the Bone Tempering Pill. That kind of pain was like a needle stabbing into one's bones. It was so painful that it made one grimace in pain.

Now that Ye Ziheng had reached the Third-grade Stage, he had consumed an even stronger Pill, and it had something to do with his internal organs. It seemed like this pain was even more intense than before.

While he was thinking, a sound suddenly came from Ye Ziheng's abdomen.

"Gulp. Gulp."

A strange feeling surged up. Ye Ziheng only felt a throbbing pain in his stomach, and his expression gradually became somewhat abnormal.

Another minute passed, and Ye Ziheng finally could not hold it in anymore. He jumped up from his chair and ran all the way into the toilet. "Bang!" Yes. He closed the door of the bathroom.

Immediately after, a series of crackling sounds came from the toilet. Ye Ziheng did not come out of the toilet after that.

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The next morning, after an entire night of non-stop fighting, Ye Ziheng finally stood up from the toilet with his pants up. But because he had been sitting on the toilet for the whole night, his legs had become numb. Now, when he stood up and walked, his legs were twisted, as if he would be blown down by someone if he was not careful.

Ye Ziheng staggered to the front of the mirror. Looking at his sallow and dry face in the mirror, Ye Ziheng suddenly thought of the poem Li Qingzhao wrote.

Mo Dao did not dispel his soul. The curtain rolled in the west wind, and people were thinner than yellow flowers.

I, a dignified Third-grade Stage warrior, actually squatted in the toilet for a whole night because of diarrhea. I don't even have the face to see anyone if I tell anyone about this.

Ye Ziheng thought in his heart, and his face revealed a look that said he had nothing to live for.

"Little Leaf! Come out and open the door for me!"

Qin Luo's voice suddenly came from outside. Ye Ziheng looked at himself in the mirror and sighed helplessly. Then he slowly walked towards the door like an 80 year old man.

"Crack ~"

The door slowly opened and Ye Ziheng's waxy yellow face appeared in front of Qin Luo. Qin Luo was so scared that she almost slapped Ye Ziheng's face.

If Qin Luo was not mentally strong, Ye Ziheng would really be lying on the ground now.

"What did you do last night? Why do you look like you are neither human nor ghost?"

"I, I went to the toilet."

When Qin Luo heard Ye Ziheng say that she went to the toilet, she suddenly looked at Ye Ziheng's face. Her eyes became sharp.

"Go to the toilet. How long did it take?"

As she got up, she had a playful smile on her face.

Ye Ziheng immediately realized that Qin Luo had misunderstood him, but he was too lazy to explain, because he knew that the more he explained, the darker it would get. He might as well not explain.

"I went in last night and just came out."

Ye Ziheng answered truthfully.

Qin Luo was stunned when she heard Ye Ziheng's answer. She looked at Ye Ziheng in disbelief.

"You squatted for the whole night?"

"Yes."

Ye Ziheng nodded with a helpless look on his face.2

"Did you get into a fight with a maggot in there or something? Squatting for the whole night, your legs aren't sore."

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