Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

"Damn, how long is this line!" Guaiguai cursed.

Although he was at the back, he could still clearly see the boundless red line and the camel-rider Zhang Qiling. Although the other party's pace had always been fast, it was obvious that he was beginning to struggle.

Guaiguai felt distressed, so he stretched out his tentacles and was ready to lift the man up. However, Zhang Qiling's sixth sense was like an eye glued to the back of his head, and the man dodged his touch effortlessly.

"Are you an idiot who won't turn back until you hit the wall? Look at the road, it's the end! Brake, it's a dead end!!!" During the short time that Guaiguai and Zhang Qiling were arguing, they had unknowingly reached the end. At this moment, they were facing a bronze wall that was thick enough to kill them by ramming headfirst, but Zhang Qiling had no intention of slowing down.

Guaiguai was furious. He only kept two of the ten tentacles, and the rest were stretched to the extreme like blooming branches, making them taut and extremely slender. He was an absolute monster, and this scene made it seem like he wanted to take Zhang Qiling's life.

But Zhang Qiling felt the rescue from behind, but still did not stop. In fact, his speed became faster and faster like crazy, so fast that it was not until Guaiguai heard the sound of the man dropping his gun that he realized what he was going to do.

Zhang Qiling used the pistol belonging to Yan Bucun to smash a mimic snake that had just emerged with lightning speed.

In the corridor painted with red jade beads, there was suddenly a hint of coldness in the scarlet light.

Guaiguai took a closer look and found that it was the only soft blade left by Zhang Qiling. Then, he just blinked again and saw the knife, which had not accumulated three seconds of appearance time, was instantly thrown out from Zhang Qiling's hand.

The soft blade was as swift as a spear, and because of Zhang Qiling's precise control of the force, the blade did not rebound at all in this attack. It was as tough as a brave warrior charging forward, which made him feel strange and unreasonable.

Then, its tip was embedded in the wall, and a mirror-like shattering sound suddenly rang out, but what disappeared was not the soft blade as thin as a flat leaf, but the bronze wall that seemed solid and indestructible.

"The bet was right." Yan Bucun woke up to the loud noise and sincerely admired Zhang Qiling's judgment. However, his breathing was very hot, and when he said this, Zhang Qiling actually felt very uncomfortable.

But Zhang Qiling still had some patience with him. After hearing that Yan Bucun was out of danger, he spoke again. His mind instantly cleared up from the instruction that he had to complete the task.

He stopped at this moment, and then stared with his dark eyes at the bronze fragments on the wall that kept falling off, until all the covers disappeared, and only a strange mask remained in everyone's sight.

The hideous ghost face mask had two protruding fangs, and in its mouth was the red jade bead. Perhaps because the two beads appreciated each other, the bead in the ghost face's mouth began to continuously produce red lines, almost like vines, covering half of the corridor here.

The red line emitted an alluring scarlet light, making this environment both dangerous and ambiguous. Yan Buyun let out a long breath before continuing, "I'm fine. Just now, the bead just wanted me to get over there quickly, so it increased the energy. The spirit and soul collided, and I couldn't merge them, so there was a rejection reaction..."

After he explained all this, he leaned over Zhang Qiling's shoulder and tilted his head, staring at the other's blood staining in the water. He then realized how crazy this man was.

"However, I'm really fine. But Aqi, you still need to continue injecting serum..." Yan Buchun did not give Zhang Qiling any medical knowledge of this kind. He really felt that it was a bad idea. What if the other party thought that one injection would work and then ignored the injury?

And in the half minute of silence after he finished speaking, Yan Bucun did not react. He realized that what he said neither cared about the beads nor himself. The only person he cared about from beginning to end was Zhang Qiling.

But Zhang Qiling was a straightforward person after all. He did not understand the concern in these words. He only knew that if he wanted to see Wu Xie and others with his own eyes, he had to survive. So, he put the person down properly, removed the other's backpack, then took out the serum from the bag and gave himself another injection.

All of a sudden, a new, not-so-sightly needle hole appeared on the fair arm, but Zhang Qiling didn't care. Aesthetics was not important to him. After he had done all these to ensure his own life safety, he squatted down and began to check Yan Bucun's condition.

This sequence of actions did not mean he was indifferent to Yan Bucun, but Zhang Qiling's habitual thinking was to believe what the other party said. He was almost like a robot, inputting a code and executing the command immediately. Therefore, he had no ability to deal with such emotional issues, and he lacked this autonomy.

At this time, Yan Bushun's lower body could only soak in the water uncontrollably. However, a blessing in disguise was that he was not injured, so there was not much bloody smell, and naturally did not attract the attention of the snakes.

So, he obediently let Zhang Qiling touch his forehead, but his mouth contradicted his thoughts that wanted to continue, "Aqi, give me your red jade bead and hold it in your hand. I'm really fine..."

"Hmm." Zhang Qiling gave another inhumane answer and pulled his hand back directly, leaving Yan Bucun staring at his half-cold forehead in a daze.

However, Zhang Qiling went to get it quickly and came back quickly. Before Yan Buchun could feel sad, he was met with the other person's pure expression. Being stared at so wholeheartedly by his beloved god, he subconsciously held his breath.

But who knew that Zhang Qiling just held the red jade bead in his hand with boredom, while listening to Xiao Cun starting a new wave of excitement in his mind, he was still thinking about whether to take out the box of cherry tomatoes.

After all, at that time, Yan Buyun looked at himself eating and seemed very happy?

"No, can you please not leave me alone again!" Guaiguai complained as he turned back into human form, took off the ghost mask, put it on his face and measured its outline a few times, and finally came to the conclusion that the size of this thing was not something a human could wear, it would take at least a bull's head.

Wait, it seems that I may be able to wear it if I switch back to the main body!

But Guaiguai's mind was scattered, and he shook his head quickly like a rattle. If he really put it on, would it be equivalent to admitting that he was a beast of burden? This was not okay, at least he couldn't let Yan Bucun laugh at him, so he threw away the mask immediately.

But, to be honest, Yan Bucun's attention has never been on Guaiguai.

Yan Bucun secretly encouraged himself in his heart, ignoring the crazy Guaiguai over there, and only focused on asking Zhang Qiling, "Aqi, what are you thinking about?"

He had been watching Zhang Qiling pondering for too long.

After hearing this, Zhang Qiling just subconsciously stroked the red jade bead.

"Tomato." Zhang Qiling was a straightforward person. He had been struggling over whether to take out the tomato and eat it in front of Yan Bucun, so when the other party asked, he just said so.

But this unexpected appetite made Yan Bucun think that he had accidentally found something Zhang Qiling liked to eat, so he propped himself up and tried to keep a stable eye contact distance between the two of them, "Do you want to eat it? I have more in my bag."

"I miss you looking at me..." Eat.

Zhang Qiling was stubborn and always wanted him to finish his words halfway. Of course, the main reason was that the light of the red jade bead in his palm became dim. At this time, a heat burning from his body also made him lose all ability to express himself.

Yan Bucun, who had just felt sweet in his heart due to Zhang Qiling's love words, did not really think that Zhang Qiling's cheeks suddenly turned red when he saw her. He raised his hand and returned this intimate gesture just like Zhang Qiling's cold back of the hand was placed on his forehead just now.

Now, Zhang Qiling, who was as cold as jade, felt as if he was soaked in hot water, burning inside and out.

"Bear with it." Yan Bucun said this, but he did not hide the pain in his eyes. Perhaps he never thought that Zhang Qiling would understand, and then he grabbed the other's hand.

His body had been cooled down, and now it began to recover due to Zhang Qiling's heating, but Yan Bucun did not have any romantic thoughts. He just frowned and forcefully controlled Xiaocun who was absorbing the soul from the red jade bead.

If Guaiguai is a monster and Xiaocun is a naughty boy, then Yan Bucun is an out-and-out thief.

He has neither Guaiguai's impressive abilities nor Xiaocun's soul-sucking talent. He can only bully the weak and start with the weakest one. For example, at this moment, he is stealing all the life from Xiaocun.

All the spirits absorbed by Xiaocun began to feed back to himself, along with Zhang Qiling's heat, the unwillingness and wailing of Xiaocun's soul, and all the redundant negative effects were also transferred over.

Guaiguai looked at the two of them, who were unknowingly getting closer and closer, and his hands were clenched tighter and tighter, until there was only one centimeter between the lips of Zhang Qiling and Yan Bucun, and then he felt a pang of pain in his heart for no reason.

But it seems that Yan Bucun, Xiaocun and he are actually the same person.

So, Guaiguai leaned against the wall half a meter away from them, with his hands clasped, and felt that this scene was really funny. Of course, he was the only one who was funny. These two people were so affectionate, but he had to pretend to be calm and regard himself as an outsider who could not participate in any part of it.

As expected, monsters shouldn't expect these things.

At this moment, Yan Bucun, who was bathed in the scorching heat of the sea of ​​fire, might not have thought that while he envied Guaiguai's strength, the other party was also envious of himself for being so cowardly.

What was strangely missing was the thing that was most within Yan Bucun's reach, a chance to be with Zhang Qiling openly, as if no one was around, and to lean on each other without having to worry about any obstruction from the outside world.

What Yan Buchun lacked was the absolute strength to protect Zhang Qiling and be strong enough to destroy all hostile forces.

They were deeply trapped in this state of self-satisfaction, but they had forgotten one thing: they were each other, the same person, infatuated people who were willing to be entangled in the web of love in the competition for Zhang Qiling.

It's really funny that you are jealous of yourself.

Yan Guangxian's red line had been watching the different expressions of the three people, so the line hidden in the water poked its head out slightly, revealing the joy of watching the play in his heart, like an ear of wheat on the Liaoyuan Plain, swaying gently, watching a play in which a wolf chooses a mate, one of them secretly falls in love, and the other is deeply jealous.

"Have you seen enough?" Guaiguai suddenly turned his head to look at Yan Guangshan's "Red Line Camera".

Yan Guangshan's red line shrank guiltily, as if it was about to become a wave of instant noodles, "I've seen enough, I've seen enough..."

"You old man, you are really annoying." After saying this, Guaiguai stretched out his tentacles and melted Yan Guangxian's red thread into the mucus secreted by himself.

Yan Guangxian, who was forced to stop watching the show halfway, was naturally in a bad mood. He stomped angrily and turned back to the bed, but because his movements were too big, he involved the flesh that had not yet fully grown, so he reached out and pinched the torn opening a little tighter.