Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady Chapter 540: : Recruit Egg (1)

　　 When the whip came down, these recruits were honest, even though they grinned and wanted to lie on the ground and hum, but before Monsoon Smoke had spoken, no one dared to take a step, everyone Enduring the severe pain, standing crookedly on the martial arts ground with a sad look on his face.

　　 Monsoon Smoke looked at the flushed recruits with satisfaction and said: "This is a lesson for you. Under my hand, you must obey my orders. Any violator will be dealt with by military law. "

　　 Everyone looked up at Monsoon Smoke. She was a fifteen-year-old girl, but her tone was like a tyrant.

　　The recruits were full of distress, and there was nowhere to tell, they had no choice but to nod honestly.

　　The lesson was also given, and the one that should be beaten was also beaten. Monsoon smoke let everyone go away and gave them three days to recover from their injuries. Three days later, they will continue to gather on the martial arts field.

　　 At this time, no one dared to put monsoon smoke aside.

　　 They are very clear in their hearts, regardless of whether Monsoon Smoke is fifteen or five years old, she is the oldest in the barracks in the valley this month...

　　Once she got real, Lu Shaoqing was helpless.

　　 The new recruits dissipated with pain, but Lu Shaoqing turned to look at Monsoon Flue: "General Ji, these three days...Is the injury not going to get better, right?"

　　 Monsoon Smoke glanced at Lu Shaoqing, "Why can't it get better?"

　　 Lu Shaoqing’s mouth twitched slightly, and the skins and flesh were sprinkled. It would not be good for ten and a half months. How could three days be enough? But thinking of the words before Monsoon Smoke, Lu Shaoqing didn't say much.

　　Almost everyone believed that Monsoon Smoke deliberately made things difficult for them, and this only gave them three days of recuperation.

　　 looked at the honesty of a group of recruits being cleaned up by monsoon smoke. The veterans in the barracks couldn't help shaking their bodies three times. Unexpectedly, monsoon smoke, which looked like a game, actually started to manage the barracks. Up.

　　 How lucky they are at this moment, they are veterans, and they have avoided this whip.

　　 Within three days, the barracks were very peaceful. Except for the few hundred recruits who followed the rules, the other recruits were all lying on the bed crying without tears.

　　 Everyone thinks that in three days, the wound on this back may not heal, but...

　　It was obvious that the skin was smashed, but the wound was crusted in a very short time, and itching lingered on the wound, like a sign of healing.

　　 three days later...

　　 The injuries of more than 10,000 people are really good!

　　 There was only one point. The wound was healed, but there were a lot of superficial scars on the back. There were only a hundred people. After it was healed, the back was as smooth as new. Everyone asked. Only then discovered an amazing fact.

　　Whipping, as long as it is executed by Monsoon Smoke, will never leave any scars on the back. On the contrary, the recruits who hurt each other leave superficial traces on each other...

　　 It would have been great if the season general had picked them...

　　 The wound healed so quickly, everyone did not dare to slack off. In the early morning of the fourth day, they got up numbly, standing densely in the martial arts field.

　　Monsoon Smoke stood in the martial arts training ground early in the morning and waited. Seeing the recruits now all in place, he nodded in satisfaction.

　　 Then, she said: "It seems that you all learned the rules."

　　 Everyone was motionless.

　　 "Very good, now you can start your formal training." Monsoon flue.