Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

It was only when Qingru took a breath for the third time that she managed to regain her strength. She propped herself up and quickly crawled towards Zhang Qiling. When she knelt in front of him, she leaned down again, checking her neck pulse with her hand and her heartbeat with her ears.

After the preliminary investigation, she quickly took out her own medicine box from Zhang Qiling's hand.

Qingru placed Zhang Qiling steadily against the wall, then punched him hard on the back. The blood stuck in his trachea was choked out instantly. Zhang Qiling's breathing also stabilized, and even his heartbeat was returning to its normal rhythm.

Afterwards, Qingru opened the medicine box and rubbed the hideous bruises on his lower back with bruise wine. Fortunately, Zhang Qiling was unconscious, and the groaning sound was very small. Only by getting close to his face could one hear the muffled groan that was so faint that it was about to disappear.

Qingru heaved a sigh of relief after she had dealt with everything. Fortunately, the breath attack of the walking dragon was not so unbearable. Zhang Qiling's internal organs just trembled a few times, and he couldn't stand the pressure and choked and bled. The internal lesions were still under control. After everything was done, she estimated that the man would wake up in about two hours.

However, time waits for no one.

She looked at the hands of the watch, which had become a mess and began to twitch constantly, causing her beautiful brows to frown. Suddenly thinking of Zhang Qiling's words "you shouldn't cry", she suddenly touched her eyelids.

In fact, when Qingru touched the dried tear marks, she realized that she had actually cried. In fact, she did not feel ashamed, but felt that such physical fragility should not appear in her body. It was like she was affixed with an unknown label that could not be torn off, which made her scratch her head.

After a while, she calmed down and gave up her wild thoughts after realizing that such entanglement would not bring any useful solutions to the current situation.

Zhang Qiling woke up much faster than she expected. However, when she looked at him with hope, hoping that he would know some way out, she found that the moment their eyes met, she no longer seemed to expect him to wake up.

Because his cold eyes had now turned blood red, and he looked like a wild beast locking onto its prey, which made people's spines begin to feel cold.

He is not Zhang Qiling, he is someone he knows and is very familiar with.

"Where are the others?" Xiao Cun was not used to getting along with Qingru, so he immediately shifted his gaze to the surroundings, but found that apart from her and the dead walking dragon, there were no other living creatures.

Qingru had never expected that she would be able to see Yan Bushun's childhood soul at this moment. The tragic past that they had shared while fighting side by side was now brought back to her by this person.

She swallowed and pretended to be calm as she answered, "We were separated by the agency just now. What do you want to do by reuniting with them?"

"It's not what I want to look for." Xiao Cun retorted, not caring that Qingru saw through him at first sight, or maybe he actually felt that such a reunion was really not that important.

However, as soon as he stood up, he immediately stretched the bruises on his back, and he hissed in pain. After a long time, his pupils were dilated and he couldn't recover, but he still insisted on giving Qingru a reply, "He told me to find other people, and then ran to the corner to rest."

Qingru had never expected that these two souls could get along so harmoniously in the same body. Moreover, when Xiaocun said these words, the coldness in his eyes gradually faded away, and there seemed to be a bit of undisguised doting in his inexplicable flashes.

How come they both love Zhang Qiling so much?

People like Yan Bucun who are good at weighing the pros and cons love him, even Xiaocun who possesses Zhang Qiling loves him, and he even attracts all the attention of Yan Xiaonan and those people named Wu Yu.

Qingru didn't think she was jealous, but she lamented that a person who was surrounded by love to such an extent and was injured so seriously, would definitely attract everyone's attention when they reunited later.

Being loved is really a difficult thing for her, so she doesn't understand why there are people in the world who can be loved to such an extent so easily.

"Let's go." Xiao Cun endured the pain in his back and picked up the bag belonging to Zhang Qiling. The weight of it almost made him grit his teeth again. In the end, he endured it again and again and barely swallowed all the pain back into his stomach.

Qing Ru stopped him and said, "Wait a moment, I'll take care of the knee, it will be done in no time."

She turned up her trouser legs, tied the bandage neatly, put the trouser legs back in place, and then limped over to catch up.

Xiao Cun had no compassion. He had been with Yan Guangshan for a long time and had received the most memory fragments from him, so his temperament was cold, unbridled, and arrogant. He straddled the long legs of Zhang Qiling, and even after hearing these words, he didn't care about Qingru who was following behind him.

Qingru looked at his back getting farther and farther away, and then she realized that she was really a masochist. How could she fall in love with such an ungentlemanly man? Was she blind to find such a profit-first guy?

"Time waits for no one." Xiao Cun looked past the head of the dragon killed by Zhang Qiling without taking its size into consideration. His gaze was always ahead, at a very, very far distance, as if he could see through all the hidden dangers.

Qingru followed with difficulty but did not stop. She held her medicine box tightly and followed closely. But this time, the physiological tears were not caused by pain and fear. She found that her true feelings and time that she had not expressed were all thrown to the waste.

She stroked her cheek secretly. Behind her ear, the skin hidden by the inky ponytail had already shown signs of festering.

This is a secret she has kept for a long, long time.

It's Yan Bucun, no, it's something no one knows.

She knew that she also had to fight a life-and-death battle with time.

The darkness engulfed their figures, and Huo Dafu on the other side had already raised his gun, aiming it at the group of snakes that had shown signs of waking up. "The detonators are in Fatty's bag. What do you want to do with these things? And I'll go wherever you want. Do you want to rush into their lair with you?"

Huo Dafu was really being sarcastic at first, but when he looked at Yan Xiaonan's eyes that were getting brighter and brighter, he moved his Adam's apple awkwardly for no reason because of the other party's excitement, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Yan Xiaonan responded quickly, and then said, "In fact, I found that you are smarter than I thought."

Huo Dafu understood something immediately. His eyes were fixed on the long snakes that were twisted together and ready to launch. He almost pulled the trigger. "You don't mean to say that my guess is right, and then we really have to stick together with them..."

"It's not a group, it's just that this is just a secret room, and the exit is hidden under their bodies. It's up to you whether you believe it or not." Yan Xiaonan would always smile in an inexplicably chilling way every time he thought of a sinister idea, especially when the wrinkles on such an old man's face deepened, as if the old bark had become a spirit.

Huo Daof was just about to ask him to make some more preparations, but Yan Xiaonan suddenly hugged his waist and leaned towards the group of snakes.

The tragic scene of a lamb falling into a tiger's mouth suddenly flashed through Hodolf's mind. He wrapped his coat tightly and tried to shrink himself as small as possible. The leaping snakes rustled around him. Their wet and cold scales were like flying stones, hitting his exposed earlobe and causing a piece of flesh to be missing. His blood rushed out hot and scorching.

"I shouldn't have believed you!" Huo Daof, who was in so much pain, shouted out loud, but Yan Xiaonan locked him even tighter, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.