Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

Zhang Qiling grabbed Yan Bucun's wrist and tried to pull his hand out of Wu Di's tightly clenched mouth. If he tried too hard, Wu Di's teeth might be torn. If he tried too easily, Yan Bucun's hand might not be saved.

But Yan Bucun probably saw his dilemma and the reluctance of both parties to give up, so he took the initiative to put his hand deeper into Wu Yu.

But before Zhang Qiling could condemn his self-abuse, Wu Yi started to dry heave physiologically because he was stabbed in the throat.

This gave Zhang Qiling the opportunity to pull Yan Bucun's hand out, but blood was spurting out and dripping down the wound. Only then did he see clearly that Yan Bucun was simply a lunatic!

Yan Bucun's index finger and middle finger were long, and there must have been some problems with the original bones. Even if Wu Yu had only bitten them and didn't tear them, now looking at them like this, the bones of the two fingers were easily exposed, and the connection between the bones was very loose, as if they had been broken and then forcibly spliced ​​together, relying on the little bit of flesh to support them so that they would not fall apart.

After Zhang Qiling properly put Wu Di down, Yan Bucun took advantage of the situation and used the red string to tie up Wu Di.

Zhang Qiling was observing the tentacle attack while quickly dealing with the other party.

But when Yanbusun's blood flowed down, it was so hot that it was frightening.

Zhang Qiling suddenly remembered that he couldn't keep in contact with Yan Bucun for too long. After all, Xiaocun's soul had not been completely absorbed by the main body. If their hands were connected for too long, the other party would not be able to bear the soul transmission and get a fever.

"I'm fine, you're seriously injured. Let me treat your wound first." Yan Bucun also realized it and pulled his hand back.

If Zhang Qiling spent all his time on himself, his willpower would definitely not last long enough to get out. In fact, the protective shield that allowed him to live in would disappear in the next moment...

Zhang Qiling also saw Yan Bucun's resistance and understood his thoughts and intentions. So, he obediently found a place not too far from Fatty Wu and the others, lowered his head, and hid his painful expression in the darkness. "No need."

He refused and took matters into his own hands.

Zhang Qiling's shoulder was covered in blood. Yan Bushun could even see that the wound left by Wu Yu's repeated biting on his torn shoulder was so shocking.

But Yan Bucun knew that his current concern would only increase the danger of staying here, so he quickly described the characteristics of the monster:

"The Hero fish usually has two habits. One is that it originally lives in the deep sea, but it has very developed eyes, which is its similarity with humans. Among them, it also has two memory systems.

One is directly connected to the brain, and the other is connected to the suction cup...but the main body will never be too far away."

Yan Bucun explained while reinforcing the red lines of the outer protective shield a few more times. Then, he squatted down again and focused his attention on Zhang Qiling's injury. His body was shaking slightly, and his uninjured left hand was also trembling, but he didn't stop talking:

"It has 500 million neurons in its brain, which gives it extraordinary thinking that humans cannot possess. This kind of thinking is called conceptual intelligence. The only He Luo fish with conceptual intelligence is not the spliced ​​monster that the Yan family put out and created by humans."

Zhang Qiling noticed that Yan Bucun looked like he was telling his last words, so he tried to cover his mouth with his sleeve.

But Yan Bucun was stunned for only a moment, then he pushed Zhang Qiling's hand away and continued:

"The Heluo fish has a strong sense of light, but our flashlights are broken, and the only light source is Wu Di, who is still on your back, so it attacked you at the beginning. This can be simply understood as it has a certain instinctive tendency to move towards light.

But then, it attacked me. Isn't that strange? Why didn't it chase the light, but came after me? However, this is not important. At least it proves that it can use conceptual intelligence to temporarily get rid of its instincts. "

All these preparations he made were just to make Zhang Qiling understand something.

"Strange." Zhang Qi understood what Yan Bucun meant.

The only conceptual intelligence is weird and can only be weird.

Yan Bucun had a smile on his face. He knew that his god could definitely understand what he said quickly. "Although I was very friendly with it in the past, there is no guarantee that it will be controlled by others. So, my plan is,

Since it wants me, I will go down and see what it wants from me, but I can't let you take risks with me, so let's play a game that can deceive its eyes, right? "

"Game..." Zhang Qiling rolled the two words slightly in his mouth.

After Yan Bucun finished saying these words, he suddenly felt that his soul was being torn apart slowly. His body, no, this empty cavity with only one soul was trying to accommodate the self that had been lost in the past. However, this was a gradual process, and it was impossible for him to completely absorb Xiaocun's soul in a short period of time.

Zhang Qiling stared and saw that the other party was trying his best to endure, but he didn't dare to push him to stop him from getting closer. He was afraid that he would hurt Yan Bucun who was in a vulnerable state.

But Yan Bucun stabilized his body, carefully rummaged through the bag, and fed Zhang Qiling a special painkiller, completely blocking the other party's idea of ​​pulling again. "We don't have much time. You know my physical condition, and I also know your physical condition. Your injury is more serious, but I can still hold on, so I'll take care of yours first.

Moreover, my actions later will only lead to success, not failure."

Zhang Qiling had many questions, but when all his doubts were put together, the last thing he blurted out was always the least precise one: "How to do it."

"We can't find the source of its body, but it has no ill will towards you. However, after all, its eyes cannot completely extinguish all light... What if we can illuminate the entire space? Even if it wants to catch people, it can probably only struggle in the water." Yan Bucun lowered his voice and formulated a rough plan in Zhang Qiling's ear, but his hands did not stop moving.

After he disinfected Zhang Qiling's wound, he picked up the needle and threaded it, then took out a fire starter from his bag, blew it to light the needle, and then quickly inserted it into the opponent's flesh. However, even if the painkiller was a special one, it would not take effect so quickly, not to mention that the sanitary conditions here were too poor.

Yan Buchun could only simply sew up the wound. During this process, he could see that the face of the person in front of him was getting paler and paler, and finally he closed his eyes and dozed off due to being overwhelmed.

The more he looked, the more distressed he felt. However, he could only use his own experience to give the direction he would go. "This place matches yin and yang. The protruding part on the top is yin, and the flat part on the bottom is yang. However, there is a layer of Taishan stone pressing down on the ground under the water.

This greatly conceals the Yang energy of the dead land, forming a yin-in-yin cave, which is also the best place for Heluo fish to survive, but the mucus produced by Heluo fish and other impurities need to be discharged at a fixed point every year..."

"Source..." Zhang Qiling tried to prop himself up to look outside, but the moment later, his right shoulder was patted soothingly by Yan Bucun's hot palm.

The other person's actions were all praise for the person in front of him. This kind of recognition without words made Zhang Qiling extremely flattered.

Yan Bucun restrained his voice and really skipped the perfunctory compliments. He got straight to the point, "Yes, we need to find the source of the water. We will go where the water comes from. Later, follow me closely. I will wrap the others with red thread, so you don't have to worry."

But Zhang Qiling could clearly see the admiration in Yan Bucun's eyes, but he knew that he was just answering a question that anyone with a brain could answer...

He doesn't deserve such praise.

After finishing the last stitch and sprinkling the medicine, Yan Bucun carefully bandaged Zhang Qiling's wound with gauze. When it came to his own hand, he just perfunctorily wrapped it with the remaining material.

Perhaps he always treats himself in this way, or maybe he knows that in his long life, the wound will heal one day, so he just doesn't care about it.

Yan Bucun finally used his left hand to pry open a small gap and looked outside.

"I will control the three of them. You can shake the bronze bell later. The louder the better. I will not be affected. As long as the bell keeps ringing, the ghost seal will remain lit. During this period, I will resist all its indiscriminate attacks."

Then, Yan Bucun said, "I will be your backup, just keep going forward."

Perhaps he himself did not know that such a promise seemed to surpass all the one-sided love words in the world, or it could be that the weight of life entrusted to the words was too heavy, so heavy that Yan Bucun could no longer remember those tooth-sucking sweet words he had learned day and night.

Zhang Qiling nodded and took out the blood-stained bronze bell. He felt in his heart that this plan was very risky, but fate had pushed them to this point. This was both an abyss and a new life. How to turn the tide depended entirely on this bell.

The bronze bell swung as Zhang Qiling's wrist did, making a deafening sound of iron colliding, but the other party smiled even more gently because of his action.

The glow of the Ghost Seal was flashing. When Yan Bucun saw it, he mercilessly cut off the Ghost Seal and the clothes on Wu Xie's shoulder. He was afraid that he could not stop this thing that could run away, so he tore open his coat, cut a cut on his chest that was as long as a palm with a knife, and tore the long and narrow crack, and forced the Ghost Seal into the wound.

"Yan Bu Cun!" Zhang Qiling shouted angrily. He stepped forward and tried to pull out the Ghost Seal. After all, he had never thought that the other party would do such a thing in order to keep the Ghost Seal that recognized its master.

But Yan Bucun grabbed Zhang Qiling's hand and pressed the Ghost Seal deeper and deeper, "I can keep it... I can keep it! Don't worry, ring the bell, don't stop, don't stop...!"

The reason why he acted so crazy was simply because he didn't want to keep Wu Di hanging and use him as bait. After all, Zhang Qiling was very interested in Wu Di.

And he was very willing to do anything for Zhang Qiling.

In fact, even Yan Bucun himself didn't know that he had been going crazy around a name.

He met him because of Yan Xiaonan's dispatch, and he planned to get along with him longer because of betraying Yan Xiaonan. He wanted to protect him under the pretext of being chased by the Nine Gates people, and in order to achieve his goal, he killed those restless factors.

He was so crazy just for one person.

And that him is Zhang Qiling.

When Yan Bucun faced his god, he knew that he would overturn all thoughts and reason, and choose an absolutely fast path for Zhang Qiling to take, regardless of whether it was right or wrong, regardless of self-sacrifice and cost, and regardless of the fact that this tomb was built with the hard work of the Yan family.

After all, the one who kept him here was never Yan Xiaonan who sent him to hell, nor Yan Guangshan who turned him into a monster. The one who could make him willingly offer his true heart to someone...

That is Zhang Qiling’s only one.

Zhang Qiling was unable to persuade him to give up this only chance to survive, so in the end Yan Bucun flew down directly with the ghost seal shining brightly on his chest.