However, rushing into the field, Zhou Zhenghong calmed down a little, and secretly regretted his impulsiveness.

He knew that if he hadn't been forced to this point, he wouldn't have done it at all.

He wanted to use this opportunity to prove that he was not extraordinary, so as to raise his eyebrows in front of everyone, but the result backfired.

Now he is no longer the sister-in-law of Bai Lihou at the beginning, and he is now soft-spoken, jumping around like this is not only useless, but also has a bad impact.

Sure enough, when I saw Shi Yifei's originally smiling face, he suddenly became gloomy.

"What's the matter?" Yi Gongzi saw that his face was so ugly, so he asked.

"I'm Yi Gongzi's younger brother, Yi Er ......," Shizi said vaguely.

"Who are you?" Prince Yi asked puzzled.

"Yisan!" Yizo replied.

"What's wrong with you?" Yi Gongzi said angrily.

And behind him, a young man with a cyan birthmark on his cheek said angrily: "Where is the wild seed, how dare you disrespect Young Master Yi?" ”

Drinking and scolding, I saw him step out and punch Zhou Zhenghong in the face.

Zhou Zhenghong hurriedly raised his arm to block it, but the young man suddenly changed his fist, turned into a fist, crossed the gap between Zhou Zhenghong's arms, and slammed his chest.

Zhou Zhenghong just felt that there was a huge force coming out, and his whole body was like being held by a galloping bison, and he was hit by a volley, and his back hit the pillar heavily, even making the whole hall tremble slightly.

Before falling unconscious, Zhou Zhenghong vaguely remembered that the blood in his mouth was splashing wildly, raining heavily on a small sword on his chest.

"Shall I go to my death again?"

When this horse Zhou Zhenghong came back to his senses, he was shocked to find that he was shrouded in a dark void.

There was no light before his eyes, only darkness and loneliness, and there was not a sound in his ears, only darkness repeating the same words over and over again: he could not see anything, hear nothing, not even feel it in his body.

And how similar it was to his death in his previous life.

Zhou Zhenghong does not have the slightest fear of death because it has experienced it.

Although Zhou Zhenghong did not have this name in his previous life, he had the nickname of "Love Saint", because since middle school, he has loved a girl in the class and has been persevering in pursuing the girl for more than ten years.

It's just a pity that he was just an orphan without a father and a mother in his last life, and he was not particularly good, and he also had some girls who loved vanity, so he naturally looked down on him.

He had a lot of problems, not only failed to move his sweetheart, but also provoked a rich and handsome rival of himself, secretly stumbled several times, tortured himself to death, and as a result, while cleaning the exterior wall of the building, the seat belt "accidentally" broke

Zhou Zhenghong did not feel much regret about that death, because he had no relatives, no reason and no concern in this world.

But it's not a sad thing because he is so lucky because he has a happy home.

Here he can enjoy everything he has to the fullest, where he can fly freely without restraints, he is a happy man.

He's happy! And his unsuccessful life is nowhere to be found.

However, this time Zhou Zhenghong was quite reluctant. He's going to spend a wonderful and unforgettable summer here.

In this summer, he will use his sweat and wisdom to do more for the people of his hometown, he will use his love for education to give back to the society, and he will also use his actions to influence the people around him.

My father is like the sea, although he is not at home all the year round, but his heavy fatherly love cannot be concealed.

His father was a very filial child, and after his father's death, Zhou Zhenghong lived with his father until his father was killed.

In an accident, his father died unexpectedly, and Zhou Zhenghong also died.

Why did my father die suddenly? Is there really a secret?

Inevitable! And this time, his father's bizarre failure made Zhou Zhenghong feel that something was wrong, but unfortunately, he has no chance to pursue it now.

Mother Xu Jiayin let Zhou Zhenghong appreciate the warmth of his hometown for the first time and the maternal love that he only saw in books in his previous life.

It was a winter afternoon, and before dawn, my father and I set off from school to see my mother.

At that time, my mother had already walked far, far away, and I could only touch her head with my hand.

"Mom, come back quickly!" I called out urgently.

But she didn't answer. And now his mother's coma has become Zhou Zhenghong's greatest concern.

Sister Tianyan also made Zhou Zhenghong feel both reluctant and extremely anxious.

He is worried that his sister will encounter emotional setbacks that will affect her studies and life, and he is worried that there will be unhappiness or even quarrels between himself and his sister, which will hurt his sister, and he is afraid that his sister will be in trouble in the future.

He was worried that he would not be able to get love, he was afraid that his sister would not be able to live a good life in the future, and he was even more afraid that she would fall into the hands of that Shi Yifei, and her life and death would be uncertain.

And that well-behaved and clever Ling'er, the uncle and third uncle who are very good to themselves...

In this life, Zhou Zhenghong cares too much.

Just when Zhou Zhenghong thought that he would be reincarnated again, he suddenly showed his skills in front of him.

When the five senses gradually recovered, Zhou Zhenghong found himself in a strange corridor.

There were no windows, no candles or electric lights in the corridor, but it was as bright as if it were outside during the day, even if it was dark.

There is a door on both sides of the corridor that is simple and elegant, and the lintel is painted with the words "Wenchang Pavilion", "Wuying Palace" and so on, and each door is painted with various human and animal patterns.

They are tall or short, large or small, and they are presented vividly and dizzyingly.

Although the decorative patterns on those doors are simple, they reveal a powerful beauty, and these unpretentious patterns make Zhou Zhenghong feel particularly cordial as if he is there.

After a little thought, Zhou Zhenghong knew what his familiarity was.

These patterns are obviously consistent with the carvings on his mysterious little sword, although the specific lines are not completely consistent, but the same sense of vicissitudes, Zhou Zhenghong firmly believes that he will not admit his mistakes.

The doors had neither handles nor locks, but Zhou Zhenghong tried to push open the door closest to him, but he remained motionless

Zhou Zhenghong, who changed the door, still didn't push.

"Where the hell is it?" Zhou Zhenghong looked around in the labyrinth.

"Let's go check it out! This is my home! Zhou Zhenghong said as he walked.

"You know what?" I asked curiously.

"That's not right," Zhou Zhenghong said with a smile.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Why?" He asked.

Zhou Zhenghong walked to the end of the corridor with extraordinary curiosity.

However, to his great disappointment, there was only this door with a slightly different pattern, and there was nothing in the corridor, and besides, this corridor was closed at both ends!