Zhou Ping sighed, looking at Fu Xueyi. "Okay, don't care about Li Xiaoyi's affairs. Go back."
"Go back? Boss, can I stay here at the villa?" Fu Xueyi made a good calculation in his heart.
"Go away, I don't have a hobby of living with men." Zhou Ping kicked Fu Xueyi's ass.
Zhou Ping drove Fu Xueyi away, but he spent the night alone in the villa because Zuo Miaoyan did not return last night. To be more precise, since Zuo Miaoyan came and went out, there had been no news about her.
Zhou Ping didn't care at first. After all, she was an adult, and she had her own personal space. But the whole night passed, and Zuo Miaoyan still didn't come back, so Zhou Ping became a little worried.
During this period of time, Zhou Ping learned a lot about Zuo Miaoyan. With Zuo Miaoyan's personality, it was impossible for her to disappear without saying anything. That was unless something happened to her.
Zhou Ping squinted. Zhang Family's revenge? No, even if Zhang's family wants revenge, they should be directed at themselves. How can there be any reason to retaliate against a bad guy?
If it wasn't Zhang Family's revenge, who would it be? Zuo Miaoyan's cultivation level is not low, and she is even more clever and weird. Or is everything not so bad? Zuo Miaoyan actually has a little bit of her own personal affairs?
"Why don't I let the family check it out?" Zhou Ping thought with a bit of annoyance.
Creak…
There was a very slight opening of the door, but it could not be hidden from Zhou Ping's ears. Zhou Ping's eyes gleamed, and he leaped slightly to hide.
"Who would it be? Could it be related to Zuo Miaoyan's disappearance? No matter who it is, since he has come in, he must be coming for me." Zhou Ping leaped to the door of the room stealthily and probed carefully.
"Zuo Miaoyan?" Seeing the sneaky figure, Zhou Ping was surprised.
Without showing up immediately, Zhou Ping wanted to see what Zuo Miaoyan was doing. Zuo Miaoyan glanced at her room, and then walked gently towards the other room. Zuo Miaoyan's footsteps landed on the ground, like a cat, without making any noise. The whole action was smooth and fluent, but Zhou Ping saw that Zuo Miaoyan was panicking.
"Sure enough, she was hiding from me, and she even used her light skills. But why is she so flustered?" Zhou Ping used the Seven Illusion of Immortality and gently followed Zuo Miaoyan.
Zuo Miaoyan didn't notice him. "Huh? This is?" Zhou Ping, who quietly followed Zuo Miaoyan, suddenly sniffed, and a faint smell of blood passed into Zhou Ping's nose.
Following Zuo Miaoyan silently, Zhou Ping's doubts became more serious.Zuo Miaoyan entered another room, rummaged and found a small box.
Zhou Ping frowned. Yesterday he enrolled in school. Although Zhou Ping did not bring anything, but someone naturally arranged everything and sent all the daily necessities and other things. The small box that Zuo Miaoyan took out contained some good wound medicines from the Zhou family.
After all, Qingyang University was a martial arts college. Although Zhou Ping believed that no one could hurt him, the family still prepared some good medicine for injuries. Some treat internal injuries, and some treat external injuries. Even Zhou Ping took some of the detoxification pills that Zhou Ping had refined while idle.
"Injured? What's the matter?" This time Zhou Ping didn't hide his figure anymore, and said directly.
Zuo Miaoyan turned her head fiercely and saw Zhou Ping standing behind her with a look of surprise. A flustered expression flashed across her face, and Zuo Miaoyan immediately calmed down.
"No, nothing." Zuo Miaoyan originally wanted to make up some excuses. After all, she was a person who had been in the underground world for so many years, and she could just tell lies. But seeing the caring look in Zhou Ping's eyes, Zuo Miaoyan paused, and the lie she had prepared could no longer be said.
"How can you get hurt if there is nothing wrong?" Zhou Ping's face was calm, but his tone of anger was beyond doubt. It was not at Zuo Miaoyan, but at the person who hurt Zuo Miaoyan.
Yes, Zuo Miaoyan's body was injured by someone, which Zhou Ping could easily tell.
Zuo Miaoyan was silent. With a flash, Zhou Ping appeared in front of Zuo Miaoyan. Without waiting for Zuo Miaoyan to speak, Zhou Ping's hands touched Zuo Miaoyan's body.
Stab!
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He tore open Zuo Miaoyan's clothes, and immediately saw the scars on Zuo Miaoyan's body.
"This is a stab wound, is this… a hidden weapon? There are palm prints on your back!" The scar on Zuo Miaoyan's body was shocking.
"Huh?" Zhou Ping's eyes narrowed sharply. "The wound is black, this is a poisoned weapon!" Grabbing Zuo Miaoyan's hand, Zhou Ping plunged in with a trace of real anger.
Taking a breath, the anger in Zhou Ping's eyes became fierce. "Your meridians are wounded. Your inner palace is severely wounded! Your five internal organs have been displaced! Who did this? Who did this!" Zhou Ping's angry eyes met Zuo Miaoyan's eyes.
Suddenly Zhou Ping felt soft. This kind of injury was definitely a serious injury. But Zuo Miaoyan actually resisted not saying it for fear that she would be alarmed and she also used light power forcibly.
"It's important to treat injuries." Sighing, Zhou Ping took out a detoxification pill from the small box and brought it to Zuo Miaoyan's mouth. Zuo Miaoyan opened her mouth obediently and took the detoxification pill.
"Hold it up." Letting Zuo Miaoyan sit down, he then infused True Qi into Zuo Miaoyan's body.
Zuo Miaoyan still had internal strength of the enemy, rushing from the left to the right, continuously deepening Zuo Miaoyan's internal injuries. It's just that this internal force was naturally vulnerable to Zhou Ping's True Qi.
Dispelling those remaining internal forces, Zhou Ping's True Qi began to heal Zuo Miaoyan's internal injuries again. Nourish and repair the meridians and restore the displaced five internal organs. Fortunately, Zhou Ping's True Qi was very extraordinary, and the effect was outstanding.
When the internal injury treatment was over, Zhou Ping took out the trauma medicine and applied it to Zuo Miaoyan.
The more the medicine was applied, the more anger in Zhou Ping's heart rose. Zhou Ping's eyes were getting colder and colder, and the temperature in the entire room seemed to drop a few degrees.
He put medicine on all her wounds and put on new clothes for Zuo Miaoyan. Zhou Ping sat in front of Zuo Miaoyan.
"Let's talk!" Zhou Ping's voice was almost like a cold wind for three or nine days.
Zuo Miaoyan was silent.
"If you don't tell me, won’t I find out?" Zhou Ping said coldly.
"Master…" Zuo Miaoyan finally stopped being silent. "This is a matter for the slave. Can the slave handle it by herself?"
"You…" Zhou Ping almost exploded, only to see Zuo Miaoyan, who had originally bowed her head, suddenly raised her head. Four eyes stared at each other.
Zuo Miaoyan's eyes were full of determination and pleading…
Zhou Ping sighed. "At least let me know what's going on? What are you worried about? Is there anyone in my Zhou family who did this?"
A trace of struggle flashed in Zuo Miaoyan's eyes. "The slave will tell the master, but the master must promise the slave not to interfere." Zuo Miaoyan looked at Zhou Ping.
"Go." Zhou Ping also looked at Zuo Miaoyan.
"It's the Assassin List," Zuo Miaoyan said.
"Assassom List?"
"Yes. The Assassin List is not only a list, but also an organization. I left the Assassin List, so the Assassin List sent someone to come here," Zuo Miaoyan whispered.