Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

I couldn't see what was inside the valve, but there was a greasy, sticky sound as it kept falling down, and it was accompanied by a strong wind.

Wu Yi saw that no one wanted to stop him, so he turned to look at the fat man who was starting to grit his teeth and tremble, and quickly pulled the man's sleeping bag together.

"Rest for another two hours and then we'll leave." No one knew how Yan Buyun predicted the time.

But after hearing this, Hodolf subconsciously looked at the dial. However, he found that due to the magnetic field problem underneath, his pointer was jumping extremely disorderly.

Because of Wu Di's condition, everyone wore watches. Huo Daof's actions made Zhang Qiling take a look at his wrist at this time, but he found that the hour hand and minute hand were swinging wildly, and the second hand was speeding up rapidly, as if time was blown by a strong wind!

Zhang Qiling stood up suddenly and looked into the dark abyss behind the valve. "Something's wrong."

"Where?" Wu Yu asked, and hurriedly pulled the fat man up, fearing that the man would fall asleep and by the time something happened, it would be too late.

The fat man who was woken up rubbed his eyes. His feet were still in the sleeping bag, like a standing caterpillar. He curled his eyes and finally perked up to take a look...

Wow, it’s still dark and I can’t see clearly!

When the fat man was wondering what this thing that made Zhang Qiling feel like facing a great enemy was, he felt his body become light. When he reacted, he found that he was blown away. At this time, his back was already against the top of the uneven corridor. He couldn't help but grimace in pain, and the buckle of the gas mask behind his head was suddenly broken.

The last of the defenses and lights were completely destroyed.

"Naive... little!" The fat man was blasted with wind as soon as he said this word. The fishy smell in the air was previously unscented, but now it was unusually clear, causing him to retch continuously.

Zhang Qiling, who was originally standing safely, saw this scene and quickly ran towards the fat man who was washed away, but he didn't know which corridor they ran to, and the figures of the two people disappeared miraculously.

As for Wu Di, who was in front of the fat man, the reason why he was not blown away was that the young man was holding him, and the young man also inserted the black gold ancient knife directly into the ground. The weight of the knife made him and the young man fall down, so he was barely not blown away.

But when Wu Yi turned his head and saw that the fat man had not yet struggled to break free from the sleeping bag, and was blown away with his claws and fangs bared behind him, he was so worried that he wanted to drop his knife and grab the man.

But the young man held his shoulders firmly, signaling him to calm down. The light from the Wu Xiu mask illuminated Zhang Qiling's face, which was so handsome that there was not a single flaw in it. The young man nodded slightly, with his hair pulled back, but his eyes moved elsewhere the next moment.

Wu Yu tightened his mouth, feeling that being in such a strong wind made it difficult for him to breathe. He followed the young man's gaze and found that Xie Yuchen was being pressed to the ground by Huo Daof. The two of them hugged each other to prevent themselves from flying.

However, Yan Xiaonan thrust the wooden crutch into the wall for some unknown reason. When his hands were hung on the pole, all his clothes were fluttering like a piece of rag.

Hei Xiazi next to him was painfully breaking open the green pepper and shredded pork fried rice, then took out a disposable spoon. Then, with great regret, he chose to stick the spoon tower into the wall to stabilize his body.

Wait, what the fucking spoon?!

If Wu Mi hadn't known that he couldn't complain at this moment, he would have opened his mouth wide.

However, Hei Xia Zi, who was pretending to be cool, looked calmly at the source of the cheating, Yan Bu Cun. The other party was still sitting on the ground, as if he was taking a normal rest, but thousands of red lines were tightly grasping his wrists and Yan Xiaonan's ankles. Hei Xia Zi knew that other people could not see this strange phenomenon.

So, this gave him the opportunity to show off! Using a spoon to support himself, how cool!

"Where are Zhang Qiling and Fatty? Are you just going to ignore them?" Hei Xia Zi was very strong and his voice would not be drowned out by the strong wind.

Yan Bucun opened his eyes, with a calm expression, as if he was in a very comfortable environment, but his hair was fluttering in the wind, and the red line was shaking restlessly, but he replied in a steady voice, "Of course I have to."

As soon as the last word fell, Hei Xia Zi saw the thickest line fly out and merge into the dark corridor behind him. Its shape was as flexible as a snake ready to capture its prey.

At this time, Hei Xia Zi was about to retract his action of using the spoon to support the ground, because he found that Yan Bu Cun was even more pretentious than himself!

In just a blink of an eye, Zhang Qiling, who was chasing the fat man, was sent back by the red rope. The red rope even broke apart and formed a human shape, holding Zhang Qiling in her princess arms very securely.

Zhang Qiling lay calmly in the arms of the red-line man, his eyes were clear, but his hair was messy, like a cat with its fur standing on end.

After seeing Zhang Qiling return safely, Hei Xiazi turned his head, but when he saw Fatty, his jealousy of being robbed of the limelight was suppressed, and he suddenly burst into a roaring laugh, "Hahahahahaha!!!"

The reason why Hei Xia Zi laughed was entirely because of Yan Bucun's double standards. He targeted everyone except Zhang Qiling, and Hei Xia Zi won his cooperation by being shameless. But the fat man, who knew nothing, was wrapped here and there, just like a pig about to be slaughtered in the countryside. He took off his sleeping bag and was tied up with his four limbs facing the sky. His face, which was usually full of flesh, was now full of fear and his eyes were wide open.

"Fuck, Black Blind, you're disturbing my ears!" Upon seeing this, the fat man didn't care about the raging wind and the churning in his stomach, he just retorted. After all, he was a tough guy on weekdays, and he used to be the only one who could make fun of others. When Black Blind laughed at him like that, he was naturally very angry. Then, he cried for help, "Is this some invisible red line in the notebook? Help! Can you change this posture? My head is filled with blood like a balloon that is about to burst!!"

Yan Bucun raised his hand and the red string immediately released him, but he was afraid that the man would be blown away again, so he used the string to gently hang the fat man's feet. As a result, the gravity was transferred, and the fat man fell directly to the ground. He was pressed down by the wind and couldn't get up. All his clothes were penetrated by the cold wind, making his three layers of clothes bulge out, which looked a bit funny.

"Then what on earth is blowing the wind?" Wu Yu calmed down after watching the fat man come back, and asked under the protection of the young man.

Yan Bucun stood up, without any sign of being unable to stand, and he just stopped in front of the valve, "It's preparing to release the flood."

"Shit?" The fat man asked with a distorted face.

This answer made everyone's faces freeze. In the end, only Hei Xiazi dared to break the awkward silence and said, "It's Qilin blood that is about to be poured in, or it has triggered the defense mechanism of the mechanism here, and it may also be cement."

"This is probably to prepare for unclogging the water outlet." Xie Yuchen saw through it at a glance.

Yan Bucun turned his head. He knew clearly that even if everyone was ready to close the valve, the copper weighing a thousand pounds would not be able to be pushed. So he said, "Get ready. I am going to wrap you up."

At the moment these words were spoken, everyone was pulled together by an inexplicable force. Yan Buyun, who was outside, also stood on top of the red cocoon he created, looking at the darkness inside the valve.

Until, with a bang, new things came out of the eye that blew out the strong wind one after another. Yan Buyun looked there steadily and found that everyone had misjudged the mechanism, that is, what came out was not blood and mud, but the broken limbs of the Heluo fish, but they had mutated into snake-like shapes.

They twisted their scarlet bodies, swayed their triangular-pointed snake heads, spit out their pale tongues, and smeared the ground with wet mucus. Trillions of bees came out of the hive, making people's scalps numb. Even their bright scales rustled together, until they all realized that Yan Bucun was an outsider. Then they suddenly stood up, and held up their slender bodies with their tails erect, as if to attack. They were naturally extremely arrogant and domineering in their own territory.

"It looks like it really enjoys a protracted war." As Yan Bucun said this, the space went completely dark. In the silent corridor, the only sound was the hissing of the snakes.