Zhou Zheng turned around suddenly, and he found himself back in the Zhou Mansion.

He slowly stepped into the compound, and the scene around him was still the same as the memory in his mind, and it hadn't changed much.

The faint fragrance of flowers filled Zhou Zheng's side, and the hollow carved windows shone in speckled sunlight. Zhou Zheng looked at this scene with satisfaction, when he was tired of cultivating his soul power when he was a child, he would lie on the side of the bed, trying to reach out to grab the sun to play.

Thinking that he was so naïve before, Zhou Zheng couldn't help but smile.

Walking into his room, Zhou Zheng found that the room was very tidy, with only a hardwood bed in the corner and a table for eating at the other end.

The cement laid on the ground will make a "buzzing" sound as long as you step on it a few times. Zhou Zheng remembered that when he was a child, he heard his father say that the reason why he made such a sound was because when the Zhou family moved from the imperial city to Yunzhou City, they were too in a hurry and did not prepare in time, and many details of the Zhou Mansion were not taken into account when decorating.

Although Zhou Hong had enough time to renovate the Zhou Mansion later, he had no such plans.

Because since Zhou Zheng was born, Zhou Hong has put all his body and mind on Zhou Zheng's body.

"It's been a long time since I've been back. Zhou Zheng stretched, lay down on the hardwood bed, and closed his eyes comfortably.

He hadn't dreamed for a long time, and the last time he saw Zhou Fu in a dream was a few months ago.

Zhou Zheng just wants to lie on this hardwood bed that has been with him for many years at the moment, sleep comfortably all the time, and never wake up.

He didn't want to go back to reality, because the Zhou Mansion in reality had disappeared, and his people had been killed along with him.

Zhou Zheng was about to give up his life for a moment, but he persevered.

But now he really wants to give up, he doesn't want to be physically and mentally exhausted anymore, he doesn't want to be covered with wounds anymore.

He has lost the ability to resist fate, and Zhou Zheng chose to give in.

Slowly opening his eyes, Zhou Zheng found that his body was shaking.

When he came to his senses, he found that he was lying in a carriage, and it was Wang Yan who was sitting next to him.

"Wang Yan?" Zhou Zhenggang wanted to sit up, but suddenly found that his hands and feet were tied with hemp rope, and he couldn't move.

"Wake up? I didn't expect to arrest you more smoothly than I expected. Wang Yan sneered. "I don't know why they're targeting you as a Level 5 Wanted, at least you don't seem that dangerous to me. ”

"Do you still think I killed the people of the Zhou Mansion?"

"Is it possible? The evidence is all in front of you, how are you going to deny it?"

"I don't know exactly what the evidence you are talking about. Zhou Zheng tried to struggle, but without the help of his soul power, he had no ability to break free from the hemp rope on his hands and feet.

"I witnessed the whole process of your murder at the scene of the Hua family, how are you going to deny it?"

"You didn't see me kill at all!" Zhou Zheng yelled violently. "I said it, I will leave for the county seat to see Ren Zimo, and I don't know anyone from the Hua family before that!"

"Oh? That's really weird. Are you sure?"

"I'm sure. Zhou Zheng forced himself to calm down. "When I arrived at the Hua family's compound, I found that the tragedy had occurred in the main hall, and I had not entered it before that. ”

"The master of the flower family has your sigil on his body"

"What?" Zhou Zheng didn't react.

"Master of the Hua family, I have your sigil on my body. Wang Yan repeated. "A sigil engraved with the word 'Zhou'. ”

"The Zhou family's sigil is impossible!" Zhou Zheng hurriedly denied.

"You don't plan to deny the old man of the Hua family who Uncle Cheng Zhou killed, right?" Wang Yan sneered.

"Bastard, listen, I didn't kill the Hua family, and neither did my father!"

"How do you explain that sigil?" Wang Yan's eyes were full of doubt. "The Zhou family's sigil is only held by two people in the world, one is Zhou Hong, the elder of the Zhou clan, and the other is Zhou Zheng, the sixth son of the famous Zhou family!" Wang Yan scolded angrily. "If it wasn't committed by Uncle Zhou, it could only be you!"

Zhou Zheng only felt that he was at a loss for words, and at the moment he didn't know why the sigil he had worked so hard to preserve appeared on the corpse of the old man of the Hua family. He was about to refute Wang Yan, the Zhou family's sigil was always on his body, and it was impossible to lose it.

Suddenly, Zhou Zheng suddenly remembered a very terrible thing.

He remembered the day he escaped from Yunzhou Academy, and he used the Zhou family's sigil to let the soldiers guarding him clear the customs.

That's the time!

Zhou Zheng only felt a sharp pain in his head, and he fell weakly on the wooden board in the carriage room.

He was targeted early on, he couldn't keep up with others, he was always one step slower than his opponents.

Whether it is Ren Zimo, the Hua family incident, or the vicious battle of the Zhou Mansion, Zhou Zheng has always been one step slower than his opponent, which is why Zhou Zheng cannot save his own people.

He's just too weak, so weak that he can't keep up with the other party's rhythm.

Zhou Zheng has always been led by the nose throughout the incident, and none of them has been in charge.

He only felt that the tears in his eyes were about to overflow, and the ice silk scarf on his face had long since been lost in the previous battle.

Zhou Zheng closed his eyes in despair, he had given up resistance, he no longer wanted to think about anything, and let tears flow out of his eyes.

Wang Yan looked coldly at Zhou Zheng who was lying on the side, and couldn't help but feel infinite pity in his heart.

In Wang Yan's view, Zhou Zheng is an absolute capable person, and if he can successfully recruit the other party to join his lineup, he will definitely play a great role in future battles.

However, Zhou Zheng gave up the opportunity to live with himself for the sake of short-term interests, which was the ignorance of the other party.

Zhou Zheng fell into the carriage in despair, he didn't want to know anything anymore, because a great sense of despair completely swept over his whole head.

He didn't know what the carriage was really like, and he didn't care where it was going.

Zhou Zheng now only hopes that he can fall asleep as soon as possible, so that he can return to Zhou's mansion again in his dream.

However, the carriage kept shaking, and Zhou Zheng couldn't sleep at all.

"Please... Let me... Fall asleep forever ... Zhou Zheng closed his eyes in despair, praying in his heart that he would fall into an endless slumber.

"What is this?" Wang Yan suddenly asked, but Zhou Zheng didn't open his eyes curiously.

"Wait, what is this!"

"Boom!" Suddenly, the carriage where Zhou Zheng and Wang Yan were sitting suddenly overturned on the road and fell to the ground, and the compartment of the carriage flew directly out of a few meters away.