Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

"It's starting to snow again..." Hei Xia Zi rubbed his sunglasses with his hand and sneered without any reason.

This made Zhao Xu, who had just arrived here breathlessly, almost think that Hei Xia Zi was crazy, because from the other party's feet to the back, like a narrow and long shadow, he actually pulled out an extremely eye-catching bloody path...

Although Xiang Yang had rolled in a pool of blood during his training at the Yan Family, he still couldn't help asking when he saw such a clear red and white scene, "Master Hei, are you okay? Are you injured? Wait, brother, where's Sister Qingru?"

Chao Xu, who was mentioned, looked at Xiang Yang with displeasure for interrupting him, but when he saw the other party's innocent expression, he suddenly retracted his sinister look.

"She will catch up. Besides, the head of the family is not dead, and Mr. Hei is not crazy. Don't worry." Chao Xu squeezed Xiang Yang's hand tightly, as if this would give the other person some kind of reassurance.

Xiangyang shrank his neck and let out a soft "oh", seeming to believe it. Meanwhile, Qingru's appearance at this time was particularly explosive.

Because, she was actually carried here by Yan Xiaonan! And her hands were tightly grasping his hair. Whenever Yan Xiaonan paused for a moment, she would pull tighter, like riding a horse.

Seeing this scene, Xiangyang swallowed the words "tigress" that were choking in his throat. However, Hei Xiazi, who had been standing still for a long time, started walking as if some kind of program had been activated by the appearance of Qingru and Yan Xiaonan.

He looked so leisurely that he ignored the bloodstains on the ground, as if he was just taking a walk, but Yan Xiaonan was careful, watching Hei Xia Zi's movements with his wrinkled eyes.

Hei Xia Zi was bending over to collect the red threads that had already broken on the ground. Then, when there were enough of them, he rolled the red threads into thin ropes. But just as he was trying to see if the red threads could guide the direction, the rope slipped uncontrollably from his palm, fell into the snow, and melted into Zhang Qiling's frozen blood.

"You can't take him back." Yan Xiaonan said, and bent down to put Qingru down carefully.

There must be some special connection between the two of them, Chao Xu thought.

Qingru, on the other hand, did not show any thanks. She patted her butt and ran back to Chaoxu and Xiangyang. She was incredibly calm and from beginning to end, she did not care about the fact that the two brothers had abandoned her.

However, Yan Xiaonan's meaningful words really fell into Hei Xiazi's ears. He was distracted and threw away all the red lines in his hands. Then he quickly stepped forward and spoke to Yan Xiaonan in an extremely serious voice for the first time, "Is there any way to find him again? I mean, can he survive after being taken away by that person?!"

"You cut the red thread a long time ago. He's gone because of fate. However, you will definitely not find him, but he can survive." There was a bit of seriousness on Yan Xiaonan's wrinkled face, and some consideration for Hei Xia Zi.

Hei Xiazi's eyes suddenly dimmed. He had already regarded Zhang Qiling as a brother who could share the joys and sorrows with him, a person as important as Zhang Qiling...

However, he never believed in fate, so Hei Xiazi chuckled and put away his eagerness and respect, "Then old man, can you help me calculate again, can I meet you again in this life?"

His words made Yan Xiaonan, who originally thought that he would ask more questions, slightly stunned. But after all, Yan Xiaonan was experienced, so he just pursed his lips, pretended to pinch his fingers, and then said slowly, "Yes, we will meet many times."

"No need for many times, once is enough." Hei Xiazi narrowed his eyes dangerously, but all his expressions were familiarly hidden behind his sunglasses. He showed his white teeth and smiled exceptionally cheerfully, but his words were filled with murderous intent, "When I meet him again, it will be the day of your death."

Hei Xia Zi's words were not just directed at Yan Xiaonan. What he wanted was to make all those who hindered Zhang Qiling disappear.

Of course, Yan Xiaonan had anticipated this outcome before Hei Xiazi opened his mouth. Then, he subconsciously touched his frozen beard, and felt his fingers were really cold, so he withdrew his hand. Finally, he responded to Hei Xiazi's life and death statement with interest, "I'm waiting for you to kill me."

"See you later." After hearing Yan Xiaonan's words, Hei Xia Zi didn't bother to argue any further. He walked away to a deserted place, took out his mobile phone, searched through the address book, and saw Yan Bucun's number that he had saved before.

The signal was not very good, and the call did not go through. Only a shrill busy tone was heard. However, Hei Xia Zi smiled. He did not believe in Yan Xiaonan's so-called fate. It was too illusory. He believed more in the truth that he could see with his own eyes.

After all, the red line, kidnapping, disappearing out of thin air... who else could be able to do this and stay here except Yan Bucun?

At this time, Yan Bucun finished explaining all the conditions to Xiaocun, and his soul returned to his body instantly. It was not known whether his physical injuries were too serious or Zhang Qiling's kick injured his soul, but the first thing he did after he woke up was to vomit blood.

But who would have known that the next moment, after Yan Bucun struggled to get up, he did not find Zhang Qiling around. He did not care about the dirt on his body, but just casually wiped the blood from his mouth with his sleeve. Moreover, he was very cold and did not even look at Wu Yu and others. Then, he followed the footprints left by Zhang Qiling in a daze and quickly.

The new snow was falling heavily, but Zhang Qiling's steps were slow and clumsy due to his severe injuries, which gave Yan Bucun the opportunity to accurately chase him. He vomited and stumbled along the way, until he saw the blood spots on the snow gradually turn into a winding river of solidified blood, and then he realized what was happening here...

When he walked not too far away and saw Hei Xia Zi Mo Ji carrying Zhang Qi Ling, Yan Bu Cun finally wanted to grab him! He swept his eyes to the people who were late, and when he keenly realized that it was Qing Ru and others, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Hei Xia Zi now only has brute strength but no reasonable treatment tools. If he were to carry Zhang Qiling on his back again, even if his legs were to fly away, he would not be able to get down the mountain in a short time, and it would even affect Zhang Qiling's injuries.

Yan Bucun, who knew this well, didn't hesitate any longer and used the red thread to directly wrap up Zhang Qiling, and quickly pulled him back into his arms. He didn't want Hei Xia Zi to have any contact with Zhang Qiling again...

It's the hateful possessiveness and childishness that are at work.

Zhang Qiling, who had lost all his life force, subconsciously relied on him with all his body weight. He seemed much more obedient than when he usually endured everything coldly, but Yan Bucun had no time to appreciate him.

He hid behind the snow-capped mountains, in the bare and dense forest, and barely wrapped Zhang Qiling's wound with a red thread, waiting for Hei Xia Zi to leave and Qing Ru to arrive. Yan Bu Cun calculated that they might bump into him, but if he could pull Zhang Qiling over, he could also pull all his teammates over.

After everyone had gathered together and Hei Xia Zi had gone far away, Yan Bucun showed up in a hurry. He didn't care about reminiscing about the past, hating Yan Xiaonan, or cursing him. He hugged Zhang Qiling tightly, not caring about being dirty and covered in blood. He quickly came to Qingru and almost begged, "Sister Liu, save him! He can't die!!"

Qingru, who was urgently rummaging through the medicine box, was not stunned by the name from Yan Bucun's mouth. She just did her best, put on medical gloves, took out all the usable tools, and poured alcohol on them. A so-called doctor should have the ability to calmly deal with patients' injuries in this way.

"Put him down and let him lie flat!" Qingru ordered Yan Bucun and devoted himself to the treatment.

Zhang Qiling had his down jacket under him, but his condition was too serious. From the wound on his abdomen, it could be seen that his internal organs were also badly injured.

Yan Bushun was so concerned that his eyes, which used to be extremely calm, were now trembling violently. He forced himself to focus his scattered vision and reached out his hands many times to try to join in the treatment, but each time he ended up making things worse. Even the back of his hand had touched Qingru's stitches several times, leaving holes all over it.

This forced Qingru to urgently sew up the area where Zhang Qiling had lost the most blood, and then she quickly pulled herself away and shouted at Chaoxu, "Come and help! Get Yan Bucun's mother away from me!!"

Chao Xu pulled Yan Bucun away and knocked him out with a knife. Yan Bucun fell down, but the red string wrapped around Zhang Qiling's wrist was tied tightly, as if he was afraid of losing the last trace of the person he cherished.

Yan Xiaonan looked at the scene, turned around and tried to talk to Xiangyang who was also idle.

"Where are you going next?" Yan Xiaonan didn't seem to be worried at all that Zhang Qiling would die. His leisurely tone sounded as if he was talking to a junior about where to go for a walk later.

Xiang Yang was anxiously looking at the people surrounding Zhang Qiling, as well as Yan Bucun who was still vomiting blood after falling unconscious. The feeling of being unable to help made him sweat for no reason in such a cold day. "How should I know?! Besides, you are really not worried at all? Your own son is like that, and the other one will soon...!"

"I'm not worried." Yan Xiaonan interrupted with a fake smile, "Anyway, they are not destined to die. At least they won't die here."

"How did you know this? Did you open your third eye?" Xiang Yang asked back, and the next second he was so anxious that he almost had a myocardial infarction. His eyes were wide open, "Damn, Yan Bucun is vomiting blood again. Can they really survive with this amount of bleeding?!"

Yan Xiaonan just leaned on his crutches, turned around and left without any interest. At the end, he only said one sentence, "Miss Qingru is very powerful. I believe she will let them live."

Qingru didn't look up, but took out two red pills from his coat pocket. Judging from the meaning of Yan Xiaonan's words, perhaps these two things were given by him.

After hesitating for only a few seconds, Qingru decisively stuffed one pill into each of their mouths. The bleeding-stopping effect was very good, and soon Yan Bucun stopped vomiting blood. The wounds on Zhang Qiling's abdomen and shoulders also healed. This was not a panacea that could cure all diseases, but it did give them more golden time to lead their people down the mountain.

Chaoxu carried Yan Bucun on his back, while Xiangyang supported Zhang Qiling. Qingru quickly put away his tools and kept walking.

"What have you predicted? Can you tell me about it?" Qingru, who was alone with Yan Xiaonan at that time, dared to ask him when there was no one around.

Yan Xiaonan had seen her a thousand years ago. He felt that this girl looked familiar, so he replied in a good-natured way, "I predicted that you would be busy later. It's not easy for a little girl. I'll give you two good things that you can use later."

After saying that, Yan Xiaonan took out a box from his three layers of clothes. The box looked a bit like the one he gave to Hei Xia Zi. He took out two round pills from it and handed them out.

Before holding it in her hand, Qingru almost thought it was a decorative bead because it was so crystal clear.

"To stop bleeding?" Qingru held it to her nose and sniffed it carefully before asking in confusion.

Yan Xiaonan nodded approvingly, "It's very useful, it's a unique secret technique, I hope it can help you."

"Don't you want those two to die? Why did you give me this?" Qingru was very careful. She knew that the only two people who could come out alive at this point in time were extraordinary people like Yan Bucun and Zhang Qiling.

However, the other party just bent down, motioned her to come up, and answered sincerely, "I never thought of letting them really die, at least not now... and, little girl, my legs and feet are actually very good, do you want to give it a try?"