Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

"Wu Xiao, wake up."

The clear voice, for the first time, was gentle as if coaxing a child.

That was Zhang Qiling's voice. Wu Yu guessed it accurately, but he felt like he was trapped in a quagmire, and countless hands were dragging him tightly, making him feel uncontrollably that the light point at the source of the sound was getting farther and farther away...

This pitch-black space seemed like a cage specially made for Wu Xie, locking him up tightly, sealing him off, and making all resistance futile. There was even a voice slowly coming from behind him.

Like the devil's whisper, inciting the evil hidden in people's hearts, "Kill him! Kill him! Wu Yu, kill him quickly!!!"

Wu Xie wanted to refuse, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and even his mouth was stuck, making him unable to refute, resist, or get rid of it.

He raised his eyes absentmindedly, feeling the liquid continuously flowing in between his lips and teeth. He felt his entire mouth was numbed by the rusty smell, but he longed for more like a monster. However, the inextinguishable humanity in his heart began to resist fiercely and told himself very eagerly.

This is blood. What you are swallowing is only that person's unicorn blood.

Wu Yu shed tears uncontrollably and prayed madly for a way to clear his mind, until he heard that person's voice again.

"Don't be afraid." As the victim, Zhang Qiling was still patiently coaxing him at this moment.

Zhang Qiling's voice was low, but it contained unbearable gasps. However, it was able to resist the bewitching voice in Wu Mi's heart, and pulled him, who was at a loss, out of this dark realm.

Suddenly, Wu Yu loosened his grip, lost his strength, and fell backwards. This made Yan Bu feel relieved. At the same time, the cloth he wove quickly wrapped around Zhang Qiling's wound to prevent further blood loss.

The fat man supported Wu Yu's body with one hand. Seeing that he had closed his eyes and was about to faint, he couldn't help but shout worriedly, "Tian Zhen, don't sleep!"

He wanted to joke that Brother Qi Ling's blood was a good medicine, how could it also help with sleep? But in the end, all the jokes were suppressed by the solemn atmosphere.

It was Xie Yuchen who took advantage of the opportunity to feel Wu Yu's pulse on his wrist. After confirming that the other party was not seriously injured, he glanced at the fat man.

"It may be because the air here is thin that Wu Di fainted. The situation is not serious. Fatty, just let go. I will carry him." Xie Yuchen knew that he could not understand Wu Di's sudden attack. In order to comfort himself and Fatty, he could only find an appropriate reason to excuse his good friend in front of Zhang Qiling.

Xie Yuchen first let the fat man support Wu Xie on one side, then he squeezed through the gap and got in front of Wu Xie. Zhang Qiling also stepped up a step in time to leave space for them, and then Xie Yuchen successfully carried Wu Xie on his back.

In fact, from the beginning to the end, Xie Yuchen admired Zhang Qiling from the bottom of his heart. He had never seen a person who had been repeatedly hurt and could always maintain a good attitude towards the abuser. Even when the harm had reached an irreversible point, Zhang Qiling's first reaction was not pain, revenge or resistance.

It was a bowing of the head that couldn't be simpler, as if one was used to accepting this kind of harm. Zhang Qiling would only call Wu Mi's name gently, and there was a kind of divinity in that look, even an extremely paranoid tolerance that could completely ignore itself, which was a kind of wisdom and stupidity that he could never learn in his life.

At this time, Yan Bucun was just leaning against the wall, his chest heaving and rising, and he was slowly becoming tired. Killing Chen Shisan and He Luoyu before had really taken up too much of his energy, and now he was manipulating the red line to save people, which stretched all his body's functions to the limit. Even though he was completely exhausted, he had to rely on his willpower to hold on and not fall down.

He was really scared. If he also fainted, then when danger occurred and Zhang Qiling was left alone, he would become a complete coward. Even now, when he imagined that kind of scene, he was afraid. What if the other party thought that he was a believer who threw away his weapons and let God face it alone?

"Rest." Zhang Qiling discovered that the place where everyone walked seemed to slowly begin to collapse, and now, they were relatively safe staying in this position.

There was no extra noise from the front. It was quiet. There was only the sound of each other's breathing and the cool wind, which soothed the pain of the wound. Or maybe it was because I was frozen to numbness.

Seeing that they did not move, Zhang Qiling squatted down as their representative. However, even though he curled up on a step and closed his eyes, he did not dare to lean his back completely against the wall. His hand always held the handle of the soft blade, as if as long as there was any other sound in the air, he would be the first to rush out. From beginning to end, he always did this.

Xie Yuchen, who had just carried Wu Di on his back, was almost dismayed by Zhang Qiling's order, but he still put Wu Di down again with the help of the fat man, and made a move to let Wu Di lie on an inclined plane while he protected the other's head.

The fat man squinted his eyes, looked left and right, and finally fixed his gaze on Zhang Qiling. He asked cautiously, "Brother Qiling, why don't we treat your injuries first..."

Before he finished speaking, he was frightened by Zhang Qiling's eyes opening. The light of the red jade beads made the other's eyes emit a different kind of scarlet. He didn't know if it was his illusion or if it was really like that. He always felt that the color was not caused by the light rendering the environment...

Because Zhang Qiling's eyes were brighter and more beautiful than the red jade beads, just like two polished gems inlaid.

At this moment, Zhang Qiling had a smile on his face, which was seductive and somewhat evil, but his eyes were fixed on Yan Bucun at the very end.

"I thought you would stay by his side." Xiao Cun, who was in control of the body, asked.

Yan Bucun did not reply for a long time, as if he did not want others to know that he knew this strange 'Zhang Qiling'.

At the same time, Yan Xiaonan in Changbai Mountain slowly turned his gaze to Zhao Xu. He looked at the other's fresh and young body, comparing it to his own wrinkled old face. Not knowing whether it was because of regret in his heart or he simply didn't care, he replied lightly:

"Maybe, there might be more than one, but so what? From the beginning to the end, the only one I care about is my brother. Even if more people are dragged into it and a higher price is paid, I will not regret it."

His attitude clearly showed that he still did not acknowledge that Yan Bucun was a human being, nor did he regard the other chess pieces in the game as living things.

"Yan Xiaonan, you and Yan Guangshan are indeed brothers, equally hateful and disgusting!" Chao Xu's emotions were revealed in an instant, even frightening Xiang Yang next to him.

Hei Xiazi did not think that the situation that they could not reach an agreement was unexpected. On the contrary, he had known for a long time that Zhao Xu and his men were not compatible with any of the forces of the Yan family, even Yan Bucun...

But now is also a good opportunity to ask some questions. Hei Xia Zi took advantage of the situation and turned his attack to Zhao Xu, "You don't like this old man because he has done too many evil things. Then why don't you like your boss? Did he do something too?"

Chao Xu suppressed his anger and looked at Hei Xia Zi through his sunglasses. He couldn't see Hei Xia Zi's true colors, but with his body that was stuck in the past and had never grown, although his skills had been honed for thousands of years, the intuition in his heart would never let him take the initiative to anger Hei Xia Zi.

After all, a living example of disobeying orders was right next to him: Yan Xiaonan, whose arm was dislocated, had just been reattached!

"He eats people, do you believe it?" Chao Xu's look of disgust did not seem fake, but Hei Xia Zi had already heard this news from Yan Bucun himself a long time ago. Apart from being disgusting, it was not really an important secret.

So Hei Xia Zi shrugged his shoulders and said, "He told me about it. Could it be just because of this?"

"You know, so I won't go into details." Chao Xu was frustrated and shut up.

But the topic came to an abrupt end. Hei Xia Zi was not satisfied, so he continued to ask, "Could it be that you are the survivor of that incident?"

Chao Xu knew that the person he was dealing with was a smart man, and now there seemed to be no outsiders. Everyone was in the bureau, and no one could escape.

"You are too sharp." Zhao Xu did not like the kind of people who could guess everything at a glance and make him lose the fun. He sighed. Perhaps it was because he discovered that Hei Xiazi would be the opportunity to get himself away from Yan Bucun that made him, such a cautious person, become as outspoken as Xiang Yang. "But you are right, I am a survivor that time, and so is my brother. We only escaped because we were selfish and did not have the heart to rescue him.

But I didn't understand at the time why Yan Guangshan would be so cruel to his own nephew.

At least, I thought Yan Guangshan would not let him die, but I didn't expect that in order to turn Yan Bucun into a monster, he would challenge the limits of human nature and let a bunch of people participate in that crazy experiment of killing each other. You know the final result."

Before Hei Xiazi could answer, he looked at Xiang Yang beside Zhao Xu and retched. The acid that surged up made him cough several times before he could speak, "Brother...can we not talk about this topic? I still remember the way he looked when he came out..."

"Brother, I won't say anymore, I won't say anymore..." Chao Xu nervously helped him breathe and coaxed him several times before Xiangyang's vomiting reaction stopped.

Comparing the impact of hearing with ears and seeing with eyes, the effects are always different, and Hei Xia Zi is well aware of this.

But Qingru's reaction behind him was too calm, which made Hei Xiazi turn her head around and said, "You also dodged it? But, speaking of which, what have you been looking at since just now?"

"Watch the road." Qingru only answered the second half of the sentence, and then rolled her eyes at Hei Xiazi without fear, "How about I stay here with you and wait for my wounded to die?"

She walked in one direction, as if she had a compass in her head and she did not forget the direction.

"Sister Qingru has a great intuition." Xiangyang explained with a thumbs up.

Hei Xiazi narrowed his eyes dangerously and stared at Qing Ru's back, "Is it just your intuition that's strong...?"