Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

When Zhang Qiling encountered the scarlet-burning Heluo fish, he took a step back due to the scorching temperature. The flames licked his hair and the burnt ashes almost blinded him.

"Dumb, stop being stubborn. It's useless to fight him!" The black bear rushed out and pulled the young man further away, while the huge monster was struggling to move its tentacles and moving slowly towards them with a burning heat.

Zhang Qiling moved the black gold ancient knife to the side so that it did not burn Hei Xia Zi's body. When the Qilin blood burned out, the other party let go of him.

After standing still, the temperature of Zhang Qiling's knife blade also dropped a lot, but Hei Xiazi opened his coat, revealing the vest inside, and desperately fanned himself with his hands, "Yan Bucun, you should think of a way. I, a blind man, don't want to be the first bacon to be roasted to death in a tomb."

"I'm thinking." Yan Bucun's tone was obviously very calm, but it was precisely because of this calmness that others were most anxious.

Zhao Xu did not join their fruitless discussion. He just hugged Xiang Yang tightly and rubbed his forehead affectionately, causing his face to be covered with brown blood, which was horrifying. However, his tone was gentle as if he was coaxing a child, "Don't be afraid... Don't be afraid... Xiang Yang wants to go home with his brother, Ayang, don't be afraid..."

"Fuck, can't you see that this person is going crazy from the heat! Yan Bugun, I respect that you are implementing a conservative policy, but I don't want you to stand here like a fool! Damn, the fireball is almost rolling over, do you want to drag someone to death, or do you want to commit suicide?! Don't you want to save Wu Yu? Aren't you here for Zhang Qiling? Move!" Hei Xiazi pointed at Chao Xu and cursed him fiercely, but he didn't really do anything.

After all, he didn't know whether Yan Bucun's current physical condition could withstand bumps and collisions.

Because just now, he saw with his own eyes that the ghost seal that had been embedded in Yan Bucun's chest for many years ran away. At that time, it seemed to have a life, peeling off Yan Bucun's body and tearing his flesh. The base was obviously a cube, but it rolled faster than a ball!

In the dark area in the distance that was not illuminated by the burning He Luo fish, another gust of wind blew over, which suddenly fanned the monster's fire even more vigorously. The blazing red flames flickered fiercely in Yu Yanbusun's eyes.

The tips of his ears twitched and his eyes fixed forward, as if he had made some irresistible decision, and then he shouted.

"Everyone, don't move!!!"

Hei Xiazi kicked up his heels in disgust, "Fuck, what the hell are you doing? What do you mean by not moving? Are you waiting for this thing to burn us to death?!"

His words even caused Chao Xu to boo a little.

"He is just that kind of person. He couldn't figure out a solution, so he wanted to let everyone go into the sea of ​​fire." Zhao Xu hugged Xiang Yang tightly, "My poor brother was the one who fell into his hands and died..."

Hei Xia Zi didn't know the story here, and he didn't have time to make fun of it at this moment. He didn't have time to pay attention to the complaints of mediocre people.

"Yan Bucun, you are not someone who would seek death. Look at me." Hei Xiazi straightened Yan Bucun's shoulders and forced him to stare at his extremely dark sunglasses. "Look into my eyes. I only ask you, what are you thinking about? This is not a place for you to play house games, Yan Bucun. We are going to die, and you won't even let me fire a shot. What on earth do you want to do?!"

Naturally, he couldn't see the man's eyes hidden behind the sunglasses. Upon seeing this, Zhang Qiling immediately came over and tried to stop him, but found that Hei Xia Zi actually lifted Yan Bucun up.

"Did I ever tell you not to shoot?" Yan Bucun's voice was somewhat sinister. He looked at Hei Xia Zi's obvious pause, and his guess was completely confirmed. "It was you who had been making conclusions about this monster, saying that Zhang Qiling's Qilin Fire couldn't beat it, and that I couldn't think of a way. You're a guy in a fantasy who wanted me to die willingly, and I agreed with you, and you're still here to argue with me. Does this make you feel good?"

"You!" Hei Xia Zi was speechless. When he uttered the last word, all sounds stopped, just like a match that was suddenly extinguished.

Yan Bucun looked at his flawless face with interest, then turned his head to look at the Heluo fish that was already close to him. Its body was burning violently, as huge as a wall of fire, and the heat it emitted was enough to burn people's eyes.

The first one to be swallowed was Chao Xu, followed by Zhang Qiling who was trying to stop the fight. All their flesh and blood were engulfed in the ruthless flames and turned into charcoal. Yan Bugun looked at the Heluo fish extending its tentacles and suddenly laughed. At this time, Hei Xiazi let him go.

"How did you know?" This guy took off the black bear's skin, revealing its scarlet body inside.

Yan Bucun smiled faintly, "I saw it from the beginning. And, it's strange that your handiwork is so easy to figure out. When Wu Xie lost control earlier, I knew that something was manipulating the mechanism below. You used the sub-bell to induce the mother bell to control the host. You did a really bad job."

"And then?" Guaiguai didn't seem to care about Yan Bucun's nitpicking at all. He looked calm and composed, as if he was not the one whose conspiracies and tricks had been exposed.

Yan Bucun continued, "You are also rubbish at pretending to be someone else. If Hei Xiazi really stood here, he would definitely not keep asking me what to do. He is smarter than you. Even without my orders, he would slow down the approach of the He Luoyu. He is not a person who would trust his life to others."

"I thought you had a very good relationship." Guaiguai pursed his lips, "It seems I was wrong."

The body of He Luoyu gradually faded away, and the flames went out, making the entire space dark. Yan Bucun said calmly, "What do you want to do here? As far as I know, you should not be working for Yan Guangshan anymore, right?"

"Yes, I didn't help him again." Guaiguai's fingers rang the bell in his arms that dispelled the illusion, "I just wanted to go home."

"We are one. How can you go back without becoming a complete person? Moreover, is the home you mentioned the so-called bronze door?" Yan Bucun didn't want to ask aggressively, but he wanted to ask too many questions. The fact that Guaiguai didn't fight him to the death this time proved that there must be something that caused a qualitative change in this guy.

The strange voice was a little ethereal. "When you can understand the words on the door, you will know everything. I can only say that no one can stop its resurrection now. We are just containers and test subjects. Moreover, if you insist on going this time, you will only walk into a trap. You must be careful that your consciousness will be taken away. And..."

"What do those words mean? Do you have anything else to say? If you want to help me, why are you playing dumb here? Why don't you give me an answer?" Yan Bucun asked.

He stared at the thin figure in front of him. The ghost with a ray of bright red flickered in his vision. The voice that was so close just now suddenly became distant. Guaiguai did not answer any of his questions, but just said in a sincere and pleading tone:

"And tell him I love him."

Yan Bushun's fists were clenched so tightly that they made a creaking sound. The decent smile he had just managed to maintain now became somewhat unsustainable.

They are one, so this kind of feeling is shared by both of them. It is just that Guaiguai has really awakened his own consciousness...Does he know what liking is? Does he know what love is? The emotion is revealed by the opening and closing of his lips.

What is the real...

"Who is he?" Yan Bucun finally suppressed his unwillingness and asked.

Guaiguai was a little confused, "I thought you knew."

I know.

Yan Bucun really wanted to admit it, to say it bravely once, I like my God, I love him, I will be a believer of Aqi all my life, but such fanaticism, such paranoia, such monstrous feelings and possession, such blasphemy, can the other party accept it?

"Can I ask you a few more questions? The complete memory that suddenly appeared in my mind just now must be the part you stored. Are you saying this because you are leaving?" Yan Bucun understood that the words in his mouth were like his last words, so he could only ask this in a tactful way.

Guaiguai pondered for a while before saying, "If what you are talking about is a deal with it, then this memory is indeed in my brain. When I first came down, I was pulled here by an inexplicable force, and then I was forced to transfer that part of the memory to you."

Then, Guaiguai pulled the red string around his neck, and the end was tied to Yan Bucun's wrist, which made him feel like a tethered dog. He continued impatiently, "Or, to be more precise, you instinctively pulled me over when you sensed the crisis. As for whether to leave or not, I think you will understand one day, but I have to say that you are really stronger than I thought."

Yan Bucun didn't understand his praise, nor did he understand the bunch of confusing things he was talking about. Before he opened his mouth to ask anything, he heard Guaiguai's final sigh.

"I think, maybe, you are the real Yan Bucun."

What do you mean?

He didn't understand what Guaiguai said, but he knew that the thing seemed to have separated his three souls from the very beginning, before Yan Xiaonan took him away. However, he never thought that he was the main soul, the one endowed with the heaviest weight. His weaknesses were obvious, and his indecision was the biggest failure in his life.

How important can I be as a person like this?

"Are you lying to me?" Yan Bucun murmured, asking the figure that had long since disappeared into the wind. The other person brought the last wisp of jasmine scent. He clearly couldn't smell it, but he could truly feel its sweetness.