Prologue Young Zhou Zheng Chapter 121 The Return of the Ancestor
Zhou Zheng pushed Yan'er away violently, and the latter looked at Zhou Zheng in surprise, but saw that his expression was calm and there was no hesitation.
"Thank you for changing my dressing, I can't thank you enough. β
"It's nothing. Yan'er said in a slight panic, she carefully observed the expression on the other party's face, but there was no change.
Yan'er felt embarrassed, hurriedly packed up the old bandages and medicines, and hurriedly walked out of the room.
"Yan'er. Zhou Zheng suddenly spoke, he vaguely saw that Yan'er had walked to the door, so he looked up at the door. "You are my family, and I will protect you unconditionally. β
Yan'er was stunned at first, and then smiled brightly.
"I'll bring dinner in later, don't be picky. β
"I'm afraid I don't have a choice. Zhou Zheng shrugged his shoulders.
Yan'er stuck out her tongue naughtily at Zhou Zheng, and as soon as she opened the wooden door, Huang Hao suddenly stood in front of her, startling Yan'er.
"Morning, President. Huang Hao hurriedly greeted.
"Early. Yan'er smiled and walked out of the room.
"I woke up so early. Huang Hao coughed dryly and closed the wooden door of the room.
Zhou Zheng smiled meaningfully, it seemed that Huang Hao had just been lying on the wooden door to eavesdrop on his interaction with Yan'er.
"Coming?" Zhou Zheng patted the side of the bed and motioned for Huang Hao to sit down.
"How much is it?"
"Yes, I can see something faintly now. β
"I said that you will definitely recover soon, old Zhou!" Huang Hao reached out and patted Zhou Zheng's shoulder.
"You two are my family. Zhou Zheng did not respond to Huang Hao, but took the initiative to divert the topic. "I'll always protect you, absolutely. β
Huang Hao seemed to understand what Zhou Zheng meant, and his mood immediately became happy, and he slapped Zhou Zheng on the back.
"Smack!" A muffled sound surrounded the room, Zhou Zheng only hated that his eyes were covered by the ice silk scarf, and there was no way to stare at Huang Hao with murderous eyes.
"You kid, it's true, don't be sensational every day!" Huang Hao laughed heartily.
"By the way, how have you spent the past two years?" Zhou Zheng suddenly asked curiously. "I think you're doing pretty well. β
"It's okay, the bearded black marketeer in the Imperial City took me for two years, and now I'm on my own and starting from scratch. The experience, wealth and connections accumulated in the past two years have really helped me a lot. β
"You are already business-minded, and success is inevitable. β
"It's easy to say, I'm mostly living in Rock City right now. β
"Neutral Zone?" Zhou Zheng frowned. "That place is so dangerous, where do you settle?"
"That's the only place where there's a lot of opportunity. Huang Hao shrugged his shoulders helplessly. "You must know that I am an outcast of the Great Yan Dynasty, and there will be no other place willing to take me in, there are other clansmen of the Huang family behind me, I need them to survive, even if it is dangerous, I need to break in. β
Zhou Zheng's admiration for Huang Hao suddenly rose in his heart, but he didn't expect that the young man who was naΓ―ve in thinking and cowardly in ability two years ago has now turned into an elder in charge of the family.
"You've grown up, and you're now the head of the family. Zhou Zheng said with a smile.
"You too. Huang Hao pushed Zhou Zheng's shoulder. "Don't forget your responsibility. β
Zhou Zheng nodded, and the flame of revenge continued to ignite in his heart.
The woods were dark and silent. The demure aspen stood motionless and towering, the drooping branches of the poplar closed their eyes, and the huge oak tree guarded the linden like a soldier.
Zhou Zheng walked through the forest, floating softly in the air like mist and white veil.
The surrounding trees stand quietly under the blue sky, opening their arms to welcome the sun. The sunlight shines in like wisps of golden sand, shining through the overlapping branches and leaves, dappled and sprinkled on the grass.
"I'm dreaming again. Zhou Zheng looked at the surrounding green grassland, he reached out and pulled a young grass and held it to his mouth.
In the dream, his eyesight was not affected, and all the beautiful scenery in front of him was in front of him.
Zhou Zheng stretched his waist and exhaled a long breath.
Recently, Zhou Zheng has been dreaming more and more often, he doesn't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing, but he does feel more comfortable in his dreams than ever.
It's been a long time since he's been so relaxed, Zhou Zheng is not in a hurry to wake up from his dream, he wants to enjoy this comfort.
There is no war in the dream, no gunsmoke. There is no mysterious and terrifying Heavenly Mandate Sect, and there are no all grievances.
Some are just incredibly comfortable and comfortable.
Here, Zhou Zheng does not need to take revenge, because there is no grudge.
He spat out the grass from his mouth, stood up and patted his clothes.
"It's time to wake up. Zhou Zheng said with a firm expression.
Although everything was beautiful in the dream, in reality he had a more important task, which was to revive the Zhou family.
Now that he is the only one left in the Zhou family, he must take on the heavy responsibility.
Just because he had no choice.
Zhou Zheng slowly opened his eyes, and in his field of vision was a white patch, which was the ice silk scarf covering his face.
But at the same time, Zhou Zheng could clearly see the scene ahead through the white.
He sat up sharply and circled the room.
Zhou Zheng can see many different scenes, and his eyesight is gradually recovering.
"I think I can see it. Zhou Zheng was pleasantly surprised to remove the ice silk scarf from his face.
Since there was no window in the room, the light in the room was limited, and after Zhou Zheng tore off the ice silk scarf, he didn't need a buffer period, and he saw the wooden door directly.
It was exactly the same as the wooden door he saw a month ago, and Zhou Zheng smiled.
Although his vision was still a little blurry, Zhou Zheng could clearly feel that he had recovered to eighty.
"Yes, it's almost recovered. "The ancestor observed the things around him through Zhou Zheng's eyes.
"Then can we start cultivating now, master?" Zhou Zheng asked expectantly.
"Not yet. Old Ancestor shook his head.
"Why?"
"Your state hasn't recovered yet, haven't you noticed that you can't sense your own soul power at the moment?"
After being reminded by the ancestor, Zhou Zheng realized that he couldn't sense any signs of soul power at all.
"Is it because of the side effects of the unicorn change?"
"That's right, your soul power has been temporarily sealed. β
"What should I do then?" Zhou Zheng asked suspiciously.
"There's no way but to wait for you to break through this layer of seal, and then your soul power will come back. β
"Does it mean that I am equivalent to a waste person during this time?" Zhou Zheng held his mouth in distress.
"That's not that exaggerated, it's half a waste. β
Zhou Zheng glanced at the ancestor for the first time in a long time, and he tried to drive the soul power with both hands, but he didn't feel anything.
Zhou Zheng lowered his hands in frustration, he didn't expect that he finally broke through the primary soul power to reach the Yellow Rank powerhouse, but he hadn't enjoyed the bonus of soul power a few times, and his soul power was sealed.
The ancestor slapped Zhou Zheng's head violently, and Zhou Zheng kept covering the back of his head with his hand in pain.
"What are you doing!
"Do you have a little ambition! you can't live without soul power?" said the Ancestor angrily.
"You won't let me fight the Heavenly Mandate Sect empty-handed, right?" Zhou Zheng complained, and then he suddenly remembered that in the Battle of Zhou's Mansion, the lava heavy sword was abandoned by him and lost his divine weapon, Zhou Zheng couldn't help but sigh again.
"The lava sword is also lost, I'm sorry for your master. β
"What's there to regret if a broken sword is lost?" Old Ancestor looked at Zhou Zheng with a disgusted expression.
"But that's your son's sword. β
Old Ancestor's expression instantly became gloomy, and after a long time, he sighed slowly.
"Forget it, if you lose it, you lose it. In the future, I will build a new weapon for you. β