Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

Zhang Qiling saw Yan Bucun thinking and struggling, and after a while, he spoke again, "I will try my best to think about it."

I don't know if this is a comfort or just a reassurance.

"It's okay, just tell me when you think of it." Yan Bucun said, looked at the people who were gathering around him, and stopped talking.

There are some things that have to be said, but not now.

Xie Yuchen, who had just reunited with the others, had his wrist dislocated and his hands hanging down. This miserable state almost made Wu Yu scream out in shock, but Xie Yuchen himself just stretched out his arm towards him with pain, "Please help me, take it back."

Xie Yuchen asked Wu Yu for help simply because he saw that the fat man had only one hand and it was inconvenient for him, so he was desperate to seek help from anyone.

"Okay, Xiaohua, bear with it." Wu Yu didn't know whether he had forgotten or he really hadn't recovered from the situation just now. He didn't ask much about Jie Yuchen's injury, but he kept moving his hands and was extremely focused. But probably because of his lack of experience, he was good at dealing with general external injuries, but when faced with this kind of bone dislocation, he couldn't find the right treatment for a long time.

The fat man on the side was so anxious that he was almost making a mess with his hands, but he still didn't teach Wu Yu, "Tian Zhen, you can't press like this! It has to be like this, you have to pull it like this!"

Fortunately, Zhang Qiling did not let Wu Yu twist Xie Yuchen's wrist again, but took the initiative to fix the opponent's wrist bone with two clicks, and briefly explained what had just happened, "The bronze cover was knocked, and I entered the illusion. The injury is..."

Zhang Qiling looked at Xie Yuchen, and he probably guessed how this man was injured, but he could not give Yan Bucun up, even though Yan Bucun's behavior was quite extreme, as he could dislocate another person's wrist for the sake of one person's safety.

But in the final analysis, it was to save myself. No matter how I put it...it's hard to explain.

But Yan Bucun did not give Zhang Qiling a chance to shoulder the responsibility alone. He took the initiative to stand up. Without a shy smile on his face, he chose to continue Zhang Qiling's unfinished words in his original voice, solemnly and sincerely, "Mr. Jie, I hurt you because you just entered the illusion and started killing each other.

I shot him to prevent Mr. Xie's gun from going off accidentally, but now is not the time to talk here. After we get out, I can let you do whatever you want with me."

The sincerity in his words made Wu Yu and Fatty unsure how much to believe, but Xie Yuchen could still recall the feeling when he held the gun handle and was forced to point it at Zhang Qiling. If the other party had not stopped him in time, the only one who might have been injured would have been Zhang Qiling.

"You did the right thing." Xie Yuchen replied, not caring about it anymore. He just stared at the new stone door that suddenly opened. The uneasiness in his heart came up again. He couldn't help but frown, but he knew he wouldn't get an answer, so he asked, "Is that the right door?"

What he meant was that he was afraid that if they went on, everyone would fall into a new trap, or even lose all ability to move. After all, the pain would never stop, and it would be impossible to recover quickly. Everyone looked sick and disabled, and it would be difficult for them to even breathe, let alone walk.

"I don't know." Zhang Qiling answered, and walked quickly forward to look at the open stone door. There was light at the end, and the flowing water turned into silk, flowing down the endless stairs, which looked crystal clear. "It's living water."

He pressed his fingertips on the slightly frozen inner wall of the corridor. The temperature here changed from the chill of the underground tomb to a somewhat harsh cold. The wind blowing faintly by his ears made him feel a little like walking in the snowy mountains.

"That's right." Zhang Qiling made the conclusion, set an example, and went in first.

Yan Bucun took the opportunity to push the talkative fat man, who looked at him in confusion, but the man blinked and then raised his chin innocently, indicating that Zhang Qiling was going to go away.

So, the fat guy who had the most cohesion in the team was relieved, "Tian Zhen, Master Hua, let's go up with him, Brother Qi Ling will definitely not harm us."

When the fat man and Yan Bucun's eyes met, he unconsciously and deeply remembered the illusion he had just seen. At that time, under the instigation of Tian Nai, he suddenly pinched Zhang Qiling's neck again. Even the other party's rapidly dissipating body temperature was now clearly imprinted in his palms.

He was afraid that what Zhang Qiling was afraid of was himself who had attacked him. He was also afraid that Tian Zhen's hatred for Zhang Qiling was real, and as a result, they would push Zhang Qiling further and further away.

"Okay." Wu Yu responded and became the first person to follow Zhang Qiling.

Everyone began to climb up the stairs, but Yan Bucun noticed something unusual. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Wu Di. Occasionally, the other party would be blocked by the fat man's figure for a few seconds, but would soon appear again. He could see that Wu Di's pure white soul was flickering.

At the same time, a red line spread out from the red jade bead on Zhang Qiling's chest. It nimbly hooked onto Wu Yu's wrist and began to sway and swing lightly as the two walked...

Yan Bucun pursed his lips in displeasure and tried to tear it apart with his own red thread. Unfortunately, his thread bounced off as soon as it was put on. It seemed that there was no way for him to get close to the 'thread of marriage' that was so solid and annoying. His behavior even caused Zhang Qiling in front of him to stop and suddenly turn around.

Because the other party was at a high place and he was at the end of the team, Yan Bucun could not see clearly what Zhang Qiling's expression was, but his intuition told him that this unbreakable red thread was not some extremely ambiguous love.

That might be a sign that Wu Yu would attack Zhang Qiling for the fourth time.

Because the environment was pitch black, only the red jade bead was shining, which also made Zhang Qiling completely unable to see what Yan Bucun at the end of the team was doing. But he should not be entangled for too long, because when they walked past a place, that place would quickly collapse after they left, getting closer and closer, like a thorn in the side...

Therefore, Zhang Qiling could only turn around and continue moving forward, but every time he took a step, the red line would be pulled for a moment, causing Wu Yu to inadvertently and repeatedly rub his wrist across the gun on his waist, as if he was constantly confirming that the weapon could be taken out at any time.

But obviously, the fat man also keenly noticed this abnormality. After all, Tian Zhen, who usually asked the most questions, had remained silent. He did not ask about the details of the previous events, nor did he let each other tell each other the content of the illusion. What's more, he didn't even care about Xie Yuchen's injuries from beginning to end.

That state was like being tightly wrapped in a sealed iron shell, making Wu Mi's true self helpless. However, no one could disturb his superficial peace, for fear of breaking some kind of restriction, which would cause this calm and crazy man to start swinging his knife and killing people.

So the fat man turned his head from time to time and made gestures with Xie Yuchen, first with an open palm, and then with a tiger claw-like grip, which meant that if Wu Yu suddenly attacked, they would work together to suppress him.

Xie Yuchen nodded and agreed.

At the same time, Hei Xia Zi, who was being chased by Yan Xiaonan, was extremely annoyed. He hated the feeling of being controlled all the time, and he hated the other party being in control even more.

The creaking sound of footsteps falling on the snow gradually caught up with the voices of other people.

"Brother, what should I call this person?" The young man's voice was undisguisedly ostentatious. It was actually Xiangyang, the twin brother that Hei Xia Zi had met at Yan Bucun's house.

Next to him stood his brother Zhao Xu. The brothers had very different personalities. Zhao Xu's face was ashen, as if he had eaten something he didn't like and felt nauseous. He frowned slightly, as if he didn't like his brother's relationship with Yan Xiaonan. "Xiang Yang, don't forget our mission. Now the time is up. He's been down there for too long. We have to find him and bring him up."

The two brothers left the doctor Qingru far behind them. It was a pity that a woman like her had to carry the extremely heavy medical box alone. The three Yan family members who stayed with Yan Bucun were in name only.

Hei Xia Zi had good hearing. He stopped and looked behind him uncontrollably. The flying snow had never completely covered Yan Xiaonan's figure, but it had wrapped him up like a snowman. However, his gaze passed Yan Xiaonan and was cast into the bare forest.

The endless piles of snow blocked Hei Xia Zi's vision, but human intuition would not deceive him. He knew that the murderous scheme started by the Yan family had just officially begun.

"Old man!" Hei Xia Zi seemed to be afraid that Yan Xiaonan would stuff chicken feathers into his ears due to his old age, so he shouted very loudly.

Yan Xiaonan froze in his tracks and awkwardly took his foot back. He didn't want to admit that he was old and ugly, but he had to respond to Hei Xiazi, who was always thinking and doing things. "What do you want to say?"

"Let's make another deal." Hei Xiazi approached him and tapped Yan Xiaonan's shoulder with his frozen fingertips wrapped in gloves. "Tell me everything you know, and I promise you can get out of this unscathed."

"I didn't say I was going down!" Yan Xiaonan's beard had turned into ice, causing his teeth to chatter violently when he spoke.

Hei Xiazi grinned, seemingly not uncomfortable with the harsh environment. "I didn't say you were going to go down. I'll take this as your consent." Then, he quickly stated his guess:

"As far as I know, there is no Yan Guangshan here, and Zhang Qiling is also a useless chess piece of yours. The only purpose of your going down is him.

Although I don’t know why you are looking for him, the situation down there is treacherous and changeable. I may not be as experienced as you, an ancient man, but I know the structure, mechanisms and all the dangers of the tomb better than you, a great general. With your physique, it will be too difficult to pull the person out…”

"Don't think I don't know. You guess my actions just to control me and blackmail me for more bargaining chips! But I won't tell you anything, and don't try to get words out of me!" Yan Xiaonan is not someone who can be easily fooled.

Moreover, he also detected the presence of the person behind him. Yan Xiaonan stomped his cane angrily, but it did not produce the expected deterrent effect. However, he still said in a hoarse voice, "Don't be timid, you little rat-headed kid behind us. If you want to go together, then don't waste time!"

Xiangyang, who was yelled at, looked at Chaoxu pitifully, as if he was regretting why he spoke so loudly, but Chaoxu just picked him up and showed up.

Qingru followed slowly, and her team did not treat her as a normal woman at all.

"Is it you?" Hei Xia Zi already had a guess in his mind, but he still felt a little confused when he saw the three of them appear, because Yan Bucun didn't seem to be familiar with them, in fact, to a certain extent of alienation. Now that he came here, his purpose might not be pure.

But Xiangyang was grinning unabashedly, and looked like he was about to say something, but before he could utter a syllable, Zhaoxu quickly covered the lower half of his face.

Apart from the gentleness he showed when doting on Xiangyang, Chaoxu was usually very calm, and there was room for discussion about what he said. "I think our goal is to save people, but, Mr. Hei, I think we can give you some meaningful answers, but my condition is that you can't bring Yan Xiaonan with you."

Hei Xia Zi glanced at Yan Xiaonan who was standing in front of him with his mouth clenched, and burst out laughing.

"Old man, his mouth seems to be easier to pry open than yours. What should I do?" Hei Xia Zi squinted his eyes, touched Yan Xiaonan's beard and broke it apart. The gray hair just shattered in his hand. His eyes were also extremely aggressive, as if the next thing that would be broken might be Yan Xiaonan's leg bone.

This made Yan Xiaonan's hair stand on end. After all, his martial arts skills had been completely ruined a thousand years ago. If Hei Xiazi really broke his legs and left him here, he would probably die in less than half an hour.

Yan Xiaonan trembled and looked up at Hei Xia Zi. "If you don't take them with you, I will tell you everything I know. You know my purpose, and I also know what you want. The transaction between us will maximize the benefits..."

"I don't want to listen anymore." Hei Xia Zi patted his shoulder, and then the sound of bones breaking rang out, causing Yan Xiaonan to kneel uncontrollably on the ground. His hand was dislocated, and even his bones were fractured. Some fragments of his body pierced into his flesh and blood, making him, an old man who was already skinny and unbearable.

Yan Xiaonan hadn’t felt such pain for a long time, and his will to survive that had been dormant for a thousand years emerged again. “Don’t abandon me! I will tell you everything I know. Don’t you want to know what happened to the Yan family? I will tell you everything… I will tell you everything! They can follow me too. I can’t die. I haven’t seen him yet!!!”

"Then let's answer the first question first. Is the "he" you told me about Yan Bucun or not?" Hei Xiazi turned around and came back.

If it was the will to survive that made Yan Xiaonan keep talking before, then now he was in pain and could only speak word by word from his teeth. "The him I mentioned at the beginning... was Yan Bucun. I wanted to see him because after I designed to make Zhang Qiling disappear from Yan Guangshan's eyes, he was the only trump card that could get close to Yan Guangshan. The immortality ritual I performed back then was not the blood transfusion that my brother researched later...

Rather, it's about replacing his soul! Because my brother's body will eventually collapse. Rather than replacing the blood in his body, he needs a healthy body. That's the only way to end all the pain. And Yan Bu Cun is the new body I prepared for him.

But everything went wrong, that damn door, that damn eyes, that damn desire to realize my long-cherished wish...

I turned my brother into a monster with my own hands!!!"