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Chapter 647: Chapter 184 little Zhou’s spring, the revenge of the 12th sword

After buying some fruits, he walked towards the Zhou mansion.

“I keep having a bad feeling about this. Zhou Tongyuan is famous for setting his son up. Even in the Imperial prison, he was able to set little Zhou up like that. The blind dates he set up for him were either female ghosts or the family members of criminals. This time, everything looks normal. I can’t tell what’s wrong.” Shen Yiming expressed his concern.

“I have the same feeling.” Xiao ran nodded.

“I’ve seen that woman before. She’s quite beautiful, has a good figure, is well-read, and has the fragrance of books. But it’s their first blind date. Even if they’re interested in Xiao Zhou, they don’t have to be so anxious, right?”

He added.

“I already know that little Zhou has a lover outside, but he still won’t let go. Something’s not right.”

“Female ghost?” Shen Yiming asked.

“No!”

...

“Has he been possessed by a demon?”

“I’ve checked it with a secret technique. It doesn’t look like she’s been possessed. ” Xiao ran shook his head.

“That’s strange. Has Zhou Tongyuan’s personality changed?”

“We’re here. ” Xiao ran reminded.

“If she comes later, we’ll know how it is when we see her.”

“Yes.” Shen Yiming nodded.

The guard leader welcomed them warmly on Friday when he saw Xiao ran and his companion.

“Milords, you’ve come!”

“Yes.” Xiao ran and the other man responded.

“The old master has instructed me to bring you to the living room after you arrive.”

He led the way on Friday.

She followed him into the living room and placed the fruits on the table.

On Friday, he instructed the maidservants to serve tea of the best quality.

“Milords, please take a seat. I will go and inform the master.”

After he left.

Shen Yiming took a sip of tea and lost interest in it. “Snow ginseng tea has been nourishing my mouth. If I drink ordinary tea, it won’t taste that good.”

“With your current status, you should be able to get some, right?” Xiao ran took a sip of his tea.

“Yes.” Shen Yiming nodded.

“One Jin a month. This is not enough. The Daoist priest comes here to drink tea from time to time, and he took half of the tea you gave him last time. ”

“I’ll get you some later. ”

“Alright,” he said. Shen Yiming laughed heartily.

Zhang xuan frowned.

“Strange! He had gone to call for help this Friday, and it had already been so long. Why was Zhou Tongyuan still not out? Logically speaking, he should have arrived by now. ”

“Let’s wait and see. ” Xiao ran said.

In a room in the backyard.

Little Zhou’s face was bitter, his hair was disheveled, and there was a palm print on his face. There were also some bloodstains on his body. He looked miserable.

He Ning’s clothes were disheveled, and he was crying on the table. His voice was very loud and very miserable, making people feel sympathy for him.

Mr. Zhou held the chicken blanket in his hand and glared at little Zhou with a cold face.

Mother Zhou and Shen Lu, one had a cold face and the other had a helpless expression. The atmosphere was tense and very wrong.

“Unfilial son! I’ll ask you one last time, are you going to marry miss he or not?” Mr. Zhou pointed at him with the chicken feather blanket and scolded.

“I ... I really don’t know.” Little Zhou repeated.

“Bullshit!” Father Zhou was furious.

“You were drunk last night and took advantage of the alcohol to defile miss he. There was even blood on the bed! You’re actually telling me that you don’t know?”

“Although I don’t want to admit it, it’s true.”

“Fuck!” Father Zhou cursed.

He could no longer suppress his anger.

“I’ll kill you today, and I’ll pretend I never gave birth to you!”

He rushed forward again and ruthlessly covered little Zhou with the chicken feather blanket.

Xiao Zhou held his head with his hands to protect it. Although it was very painful, he did not make a sound.

He decided in his heart that he would definitely ask “brother Xiao” for a body-tempering cultivation technique later on. In the future, even if he was beaten up, he would not be afraid of pain.

Zhou Shuang’s mother didn’t stop her and just looked on coldly.

Only he Ning’s crying could be heard. The louder she cried, the harder father Zhou hit her.

Zhou Wu had arrived a long time ago. He stood awkwardly outside the room and looked at the tightly shut door. He wanted to speak, but the guard at the door stopped him and told him what had happened to Xiao Zhou.

He didn’t dare to touch her, so he just waited here.

After a long time.

The chicken feather blanket broke, and there were more bloodstains on little Zhou’s body. Blood was flowing out in some places.

Mr. Zhou shouted,”still not admitting it?”

Xiao Zhou looked up with a determined gaze.”Although I was drunk last night, I didn’t touch her! If I really did it, I won’t deny it. But I didn’t do it. It’s useless even if you beat me to death today. ”

“If you didn’t do it, then what’s with the blood on the bed? Could it be a ghost?” Father Zhou was furious.

“Don’t ask me! I was drunk at the time, so I didn’t know. ”

“You ...” Mr. Zhou was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

He looked at He Ning.

“Miss he, please speak.”

“I ... I don’t want to live anymore.” He Ning raised his head, pear rain carrying flowers.

Then, he slammed into the wall.

Mother Zhou rushed over and hugged her.”Don’t do anything stupid!” She advised. Don’t worry, we’ll definitely give you an explanation for this matter and make little Zhou take full responsibility. ”

“Fuck! I’ll beat you to death. ” Mr. Zhou roared.

He charged forward again and attacked little Zhou with a storm of attacks.

Outside the room.

Zhou Wu couldn’t stand it anymore. He had a very good relationship with Xiao Zhou.

With a turn of his mind, he thought of a way to break the situation.

“I’m going to pee. ”

He used the excuse of peeing to leave. He left the backyard and rushed to the living room. He saw Xiao ran and Shen Yiming playing chess and said anxiously,”Masters, something bad has happened. Master wants to beat young master to death.”