Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

"Chen family thieves?" Hei Xia Zi looked at the huge team and asked.

The team of about thirty people looked like a whole class. Of course, their faces and figures were not like those of powerless students.

In this team, people were carrying extremely heavy backpacks that were visibly heavy, and where the chains could not be pulled up, one could easily see a tightly wrapped gun.

The man at the front had a claw hook with a logo on his waist. That thing was exuding a chilling murderous intent under the cold sunlight. Hei Xiazi only needed to take a glance at it to know that this thing had seen blood.

However, the most powerful weapon at that time was the Nine-Claw Hook operated by Chenpi A'si.

Hei Xia Zi looked for a long time with his eyes crooked, and felt that these Chen family members were unfamiliar, and the Lian family behind them... were even worse.

Although he had been living in Yan Bucun's villa for some time, which resulted in him being cut off from the latest news, Hei Xia Zi still easily guessed the purpose of this group of people. It was possible that they came to seek justice for those members of the Chen family who had been replaced.

After all, how could a Yan family that was crazy enough to replace the entire team tolerate the survival of the Chen family team of eleven people? The Yan family had been hiding in this world for so many years, how could there be any clumsy mistakes in this operation!

They can't control the mouths on other people's faces, but once these people die, they can't control what they say even if they have a hundred mouths.

Therefore, Hei Xia Zi felt that the real eleven members of the Chen family had long been killed by the Yan family, and the Chen family might have come here to catch the real murderer, but judging from their appearance, this group of Chen family members, along with all kinds of people from the Nine Gates, actually did not know that the murderer behind the scenes was the Yan family hidden in the vast world.

Therefore, their pursuit of revenge naturally goes in the simplest direction, and this route is extremely purposeful.

Hei Xiazi clicked his tongue. Could it be that someone was pushing the blame onto Zhang Qiling behind his back?

This man had a careful plan. From the beginning, he set a death trap for the real Chen family members, and used their deaths to get the trigger for the Chen family to launch revenge, so that they could search for Zhang Qiling in Changbai Mountain together.

Once Zhang Qiling is involved, the answer becomes obvious.

Then, Hei Xia Zi's first reaction was to exclude Yan Xiaonan, because his task was to escort Zhang Qiling and destroy Yan Guangshan's blood-drawing ceremony. After completing these, it would mean that Zhang Qiling's blood would become toxic due to the fusion of the incense provided by Yan Xiaonan and the incense of Yan Guangshan.

Therefore, Qilin blood has no effect on Yan Guangshan. So, in Yan Xiaonan's plan, Zhang Qiling was intended to be a useless chess piece after the two of them finished their dealings. What awaited him in the end was naturally being completely kicked out of the so-called Yan Changsheng Game.

This plan was firstly made by Yan Xiaonan to prevent his brother from doing evil again. He wanted to use this method to tell the other party that Zhang Qiling can no longer have any effect on him from the root, and he should stop his bloodthirsty thoughts.

Secondly, Yan Xiaonan was helping Zhang Qiling, who was still ignorant, to avoid repeating the mistake made by other Zhang Qilings who donated blood and lost their lives hundreds of years ago.

Therefore, from Yan Xiaonan's point of view, he doesn't need to use this roundabout way to find Zhang Qiling. After all, Zhang Qiling at the moment is not as useful to him as the wild flowers on the roadside.

Naturally, Hei Xia Zi felt more inclined to believe that it was Yan Guangshan who used the Chen family to find someone.

Yan Guangshan's obsession with Zhang Qiling may have exceeded Yan Xiaonan's expectations, or it may be that Yan Guangshan is now very anxious. Even if he has absorbed the toxic Qilin blood and is facing failure, he still wants to try again.

Hei Xia Zi could not predict how the so-called ritual would prolong the lives of the Yan family, but based on his own guess at the plan drawn up by Yan Guangshan, this man's life was most likely already in countdown.

So, Yan Guangshan really has no time.

This reflection made Hei Xia Zi cross out several mistakes. Perhaps he wanted to use more understandable words to express his ideas.

Then, Hei Xia Zi wrote again. To put it simply, Yan Guangshan’s Millennium Experience Card had expired and needed Zhang Qiling’s blood to activate it.

Moreover, in the short period of time after the failure, Yan Guangshan could not find a new person to replace Zhang Qiling and continue to try the ritual, so this person could only use other methods to help himself find Zhang Qiling's trace.

This method is extremely circuitous and roundabout. It is very likely that Yan Guangshan is a disabled person who cannot leave Laoai Village in Yunnan. He needs to capture Zhang Qiling, but he himself cannot show up at all.

Therefore, this group of low-class tomb robbers and merchants who sell stolen goods have become the young and inexperienced people who come here to take a piece of the pie and are completely used as guns.

Hei Xia Zi thought that if Yan Guangxian was really that smart, it would be a good strategy of taking advantage of the conflict between the two parties while the fisherman benefits, and the mantis stalks the cicada while the oriole is waiting behind.

At this time, Chen Jinshui led the team and walked in front. His claw hook would always hit the silver buckle of the belt and make a sound when walking. Although this man did not stand still, his hoarse voice was very appealing. "Brothers, follow me. Don't give up! We must seek justice for those family members who have left!"

"The boss is right, my brother died tragically... I will definitely persevere!" A young man was carrying a gun, his face red from the wind, his dripping snot still stuck to his philtrum, looking miserable.

When Hei Xia Zi heard this, he found that the situation was exactly as he had expected. However, who knew that Chen Jinshui took out a photo from the pocket of his cotton-padded jacket. He wanted to see clearly whether it was his own Qi, so he leaned forward a little too much, and the next second, he was grabbed back by Zhang Qiling.

The two men looked at each other, and Hei Xia Zi saw from Zhang Qiling's eyes that this man really wanted to scold him.

Zhang Qiling's eyes, which were always calm, were now somewhat cold. He didn't know if it was because Hei Xiazi was imagining too much. The mute in front of him seemed to be saying: Hmm? You have clairvoyance, you can see it if you stick your head forward. Do you think I'm stupid or are you blind?

"Dumb, calm down, you can't do anything to me..." Hei Xia Zi mouthed the words but didn't say anything.

Zhang Qiling grabbed his hand and let go instantly. Then he shifted his gaze and raised his chin a little forward, as if to let Hei Xiazi know where they should go next. Also, to warn Hei Xiazi to hurry up and not get too entangled with this group of people.

Hei Xia Zi, whose thoughts were seen through, chuckled awkwardly, but the next second, the bloody taste in his throat that he had been trying hard to suppress suddenly burst like a closed container, making him scream and spit out bright blood foam, all of which he vomited onto Zhang Qiling's hand that was pressing on the scabbard.

Zhang Qiling twitched his fingertips due to the burning blood, and the coldness in his eyes completely faded away.

As he was being watched, Hei Xia Zi casually wiped the blood from his mouth with his hand, but it made the lower half of his face more and more bloody, and even the series of blood beads that overflowed again were completely uncontrollable and flowed down along his hand.

Hei Xia Zi's throat was rumbling, as if medicine was being boiled inside, and it made a series of strange syllables, but Zhang Qiling probably understood what he heard.

Damn... that rope caused hidden injuries...

Hei Xiazi felt some pain in his body, but fortunately his internal organs were not seriously injured. He just couldn't speak for the time being. This was quite targeted at a chatterbox like him...

So, Hei Xia Zi rummaged through his bag and fed himself a blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing medicine, and then planned to let the last bit of blood stuck in his throat flow out naturally.

But Zhang Qiling covered Hei Xia Zi's mouth with his hands and forced the blood back.

The black bear could only utter an unpleasant syllable in protest.

You wouldn't be a mute who thinks you are seriously injured and is afraid of bleeding too much... But, I just want to spit out the blood that is stuck in my throat!

Zhang Qiling was indeed concerned about Hei Xia Zi at first, but the next moment he understood what Hei Xia Zi meant and let go of his hand, and began to focus on cleaning up the blood on the snow.

Hei Xiazi looked at this professional tomb-robbing partner with satisfaction. Although there were some minor incidents, he was much more transparent than his own Qi! He spit out blood quietly and prepared to set off with Zhang Qiling. At the end, he shook his head and looked at the team below. The team used by the Yan family last time had been wiped out. If more than 30 people died this time, Hei Xiazi felt that the Nine Gates would probably explode.

Yan Bucun, who was lying below, nestled in Wu Yu's thin arms, was naturally not as comfortable as Zhang Qiling. Moreover, he himself was tortured by a high fever and his whole body was burning. Even though Zhang Qiling was wearing a down jacket, his aura was still cool. When he nestled in his arms, he felt so comfortable.

So, when Yan Bucun woke up, he frowned in displeasure, but he suppressed the malice and turned it into surprise. After all, he was held in Wu Yu's arms, and from that perspective, he could see Wu Yu's handsome face getting closer and closer, which scared him so much that he shrank his neck suddenly.

Unfortunately, this action did not wake Wu Yu up.

Even though Yan Bucun's heart was tied to Zhang Qiling, he naturally didn't know how exhausting it was for others to chase after Zhang Qiling and the little brother.

Wu Yu was exhausted from the long journey and was also sick from worry. He hadn't had any rest for the past few days. So now that he suddenly had the young man by his side, his tense nerves relaxed at once and he slept soundly.

Yan Bucun didn't know whether to move or not. He looked in front of him for help and saw the fat man lying on a bag propped up by a spare down jacket, with a dark green sleeping bag covering his entire body. He was still snoring due to the fatigue from the squeezing.

On the left of the fat man, there was Xie Yuchen sitting against the wall with a stick in his arms. He was also very elegant when he slept, without grinding his teeth, talking in his sleep, or making any unnecessary movements.

Yan Bucun didn't notice that Zhang Qiling was a little anxious, but he couldn't turn his head away in this posture. As if by telepathy, Zhang Qiling walked out of Yan Bucun's blind spot, followed by Chen Shisan, who was not sure whether he had woken up or not.

Even though Zhang Qiling was wrapped in a down jacket, his hands were still very cold. Even though Yan Bucun's fever had subsided, he felt that the other person's palms were as comfortable as cold jade. He smiled in a flattering way and could not remember how embarrassing the incident was for him.

His smile did not win Zhang Qiling's excessive emotional expression, and Zhang Qiling pulled his hand away very quickly. Yan Bucun's hope faded slightly. He thought that he would get more attention from Zhang Qiling if he was sick, but in the end, he was thrown directly to Wu Yu...

Seeing that nothing was wrong, Chen Shisan stepped aside and took a nap.

Although his attitude was relaxed, Yan Bucun, who had just not received Zhang Qiling's concern, naturally had a dimmed look in his eyes. Zhang Qiling was holding a broken flashlight in his visible sight, using the weak light to illuminate until he walked into darkness.

Not long after, Zhang Qiling came back with a can that seemed to be filled with warm water.

There was no fire in the tomb chamber. It was probably because Zhang Qiling ran to another space to cook it for fear of disturbing others. However, Yan Bugun was held in Wu Yu's arms and could not move. He could only smile awkwardly and slightly raise his head.

It was obvious that he wanted Zhang Qiling to feed him. Of course, Zhang Qiling had no intention of rejecting the patient. His movements of feeding water were very clumsy. He just aimed a rounded corner of the box at Yan Bucun's lips, then slowly tilted it up.

Zhang Qiling probably cleaned this can many times, so there was no smell of oil or water. Therefore, Yan Bucun drank the water like a kitten, not very fast.

But Yan Bucun's eyes were hidden in the darkness, staring at Zhang Qiling without moving even for a moment.

Finally, he curled his tongue slightly and licked the water drops off his lips.

After feeding the water, Zhang Qiling withdrew his hand just as quickly, ruthlessly like a piece of wood who would coldly abandon the other person after teasing. However, Yan Bucun watched this person put down the can, then stretched out his hand again, and slowly moved himself out with a force that would not disturb Wu Mi's sleep.

Zhang Qiling's movements were so gentle and slow, as if this time, the one-sided love had finally been reversed, allowing Yan Bucun to have the chance to taste the sweetness.

But Yan Bucun knew that this beauty would soon be gone. He leaned on Zhang Qiling's shoulder and suddenly felt that the coldness of fate was so bleak.

Yan Xiaonan's script had told him that Zhang Qiling would go completely crazy here. He wanted to stop it, but he didn't know how.

Zhang Qiling... Zhang Qiling... How can I save you?

Yan Bucun, who was rolling in the other's arms, was not asleep. He closed his eyes, but tightly grasped Zhang Qiling's sleeves with his hands.

this moment,

He just wanted this moment to freeze forever.