Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

When Hei Xia Zi saw Xiao Cun's soul floating out, he took out the gun from his waist. After the gun drew a beautiful arc in the air, it fell accurately into Li Yuchen's arms.

Before Xie Yuchen could ask in confusion, Hei Xiazi licked his lips and answered the purpose of his actions just now. However, what he said was mysterious, "My intuition tells me that danger is coming."

Then, he raised his chin and glanced in the direction of Wu Yu, indicating what kind of unstable factor the so-called danger he was talking about was, and then he began his violent speech in an indecent manner again.

"To put it simply, if my apprentice starts to howl again and start controlling those weird bells, you should ignore him for now. After all, there are mutes over there. I gave you the gun to make you aware. I want you to blow up all these ghost things in advance!"

Afterwards, Hei Xia Zi tensed his body as if ready to go, and the candlelight between the three people seemed to have an inexplicable shake, and it almost seemed as if it wanted to greedily lick the glittering flames onto Yan Bushun's fingertips.

"What? You still have the guts to command me now. Don't you want to capture that soul?" Xie Yuchen said this, but he tightly grasped Hei Xiazi's already worn pistol, then walked to the row of bells on the right, and shot at them without any mercy.

The bullet has good penetrating power and can break four bells at once.

Hei Xia Zi heard his movements and replied unhappily, "Is your job the same as mine? And I didn't say I wouldn't catch them..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that Xiao Cun had completely separated from Zhang Qiling's chest. It was a little different from what he had imagined. Although this little guy was translucent red in color, he looked like a teenager. With his neck tied and his eyes drooping, he looked fragile, like a wolf cub that was maliciously kept in captivity by wolves.

Just right, in the instant that Hei Xia Zi blinked an eye, Xiao Cun had already held Yan Bu Cun's hand.

But danger also comes with it.

Wu Di, who had been staying in the corner, suddenly sniffed the young man's cuffs like an animal. After realizing that this person was not the one he was looking for, he began to crawl forward on all fours like a dog. Seeing this, Huo Daof and the young man quickly strangled him together, and just as the young man covered Wu Di's mouth with his hand, Wu Di's body trembled suddenly.

The young man noticed something strange and paused for a moment. He felt the blood flowing out of Wu Di's mouth. Just as he raised his eyes to signal Huo Daof to use medicine to block the mouth of the person under him, Wu Di suddenly turned over and struggled violently.

His hand almost scratched the young man's arm, but the morbid smile on his face gradually grew bigger. His throat made a sound at this time, mixed with the sticky sound of boiling blood, and at the same time, it made a sudden shock like a bell being rang.

Then, the entire underground tomb complex seemed to be overturned. The bells that had not been chopped into pieces by Zhang Qiling or destroyed by Jie Yuchen seemed to be about to explode. They rang out in unison without any wind, making sharp clanging sounds.

At the same time, because of the magnetic field caused by the bell, Xiao Cun and Yan Bu Cun were getting farther and farther away. It was like a pair of invisible giant pythons, desperately biting their prey and dragging him towards the bronze door behind them.

Seeing this, Hei Xia Zi pounced quickly and grabbed Xiao Cun's hand, but his strength was not as strong as Xiao Cun's, and he was thrown into the air. The soles of his shoes were almost rubbing sparks on the ground.

He couldn't help cursing, "Fuck, these are leather boots imported from Germany!!!"

The young man quickly turned Wu Yu over and stabbed him on the back of the neck with his hand. He didn't help Wu Yu up until the man's body became limp. He asked Huo Daof to feed him medicine and gently wiped the blood from the corner of the man's lips.

However, the volume of the sub-bells awakened by the mother bell did not decrease suddenly. It was probably a gradual process. Once the sub-bells were mobilized by the mother bell at such a close distance, it would be difficult to stop them in a short period of time.

Because Hei Xia Zi could see a ray of light in the pitch-black environment, which overflowed from Wu Di's position behind him, and then spread out like a sea, forming surging waves, and from the two rows on his side, submerging the entire group of bells in one fell swoop.

Such power cannot be stopped by humans.

Hei Xia Zi gritted his teeth. He had been affected by the magnetic field and was forced to the bronze door with Xiao Cun. The gap in the door that could not be pried open seemed to reveal a space suddenly, just to pull Xiao Cun in and ruin Yan Bu Cun's plan.

But at this time, Yan Bucun could not stop even if he noticed Xiaocun's situation. This ritual was recorded in a book he took away from Yan Guangxian. Perhaps the original Yan Guangxin pursued this soul-changing ritual for immortality. Now, Yan Bucun used his own understanding and found a way to rebel against everything from the book.

That is, at the beginning, he could use the method of extracting souls to move the soul originally in that body, but he did not replace himself. Instead, he directly used the red line composed of his own soul to forcibly integrate the soul into his body.

But this matter was different from what Chaoxu had thought. Yan Bucun was not completely unsure. During Wu Yu's illness, he repeatedly tested this ritual with insects countless times in deserted places, extracting and fusing, mixing two different kinds of creatures together. Only after he succeeded hundreds of times did he dare to actually perform this soul-changing ritual.

But now Yan Bucun seemed to feel no pain, and even pressed his hand directly on the fire, causing the red line to twitch faster and faster, until he peeled out the strange soul, and then moved his palm away from the candlelight a little.

But there was no time to reminisce now, and he did not have the leisure to leave Guaiguai a lifetime of revolving lantern. Yan Bugun could only say his final farewell in this way. So he raised his eyes and looked at Guaiguai opposite him, who could no longer maintain his appearance because he had no soul power to support him.

The strange scales fell off smoothly one by one as if they were scalded by boiling water. The beautifully colored fragments looked like regular pieces of the moon, and began to spread out little by little from him, like a winding river, and were not affected by any resistance, quickly eroding the entire corridor.

At the same time, Xie Yuchen went in the opposite direction where Hei Xia Zi was rushing towards and began to smash the bells with two pistols. Even the fat man who was originally observing the flames, after realizing that the situation was really out of control, took out the detonator and threw it with force at the bells that were farther away from the candles of the three people.

An explosion suddenly sounded, and Hei Xia Zi desperately dragged Xiao Cun towards him, even kicking his one leg on the bronze door. After being forced into a corner, he began to shout and curse, "No, buddy, who is this child to you? It can't be your adopted husband! Don't you know who the hell this child belongs to? The family is behind me, fuck, you think it's fun to force people into a corner, right?!"

Xiao Cun looked at the saliva sprayed by Hei Xia Zi and was so scared that he closed his eyes tightly and even wanted to hide. However, after waiting for a long time, he found that he seemed unable to touch these substances.

Such an embarrassing scene made Hei Xia Zi, who had no time to speak, laugh. Fortunately, at this moment, the bells finally weakened their noise. It was also thanks to the cooperation between Fatty and Jie Yuchen that such a result was achieved.

So, Hei Xia Zi took advantage of the opportunity when the suction force became weaker and pulled Xiao Cun's soul out from the crack of the door, but the force was so great that he staggered and rolled half a circle on the ground with Xiao Cun.

The strange scales in the corridor had already spread to the position of their one man and one soul. The sharp objects pierced Hei Xia Zi's body, causing it to bleed as if it had been cut by a knife, but he ignored the itchy pain and immediately stood up, pulled Xiao Cun up with one hand, and rushed towards Yan Bu Cun.

At this time, Guaiguai's soul had almost sunk into Yan Bucun's body, so Guaiguai's original body completely turned into a pool of water, leaving only white scales that filled the entire corridor, shining and exceptionally beautiful. At the same time, his monster characteristics were also transferred to Yan Bucun's body.

Hei Xia Zi had just pushed Xiao Cun to the side of Yan Bu Cun when he saw the man who was controlling the whole situation looking up at him. The scales seemed to extend from Yan Bu Cun's body and pierce his skin, spreading in all directions with no regular pattern. They grew mercilessly like ice cones, and it seemed like Guai Guai's real revenge.

At this moment, Hei Xia Zi stood still and wiped the stickiness off his body. Even the rest of the people looked over at him.

Everyone knew that Yan Bucun had now become a bloody man, and his injuries were even more painful than Hei Xiazi's, because Yan Bucun's coat was not pulled tight to begin with, and the ghost seal was embedded on his gasping chest.

Even more, the scales in his body were still pushing the Ghost Seal out as if it were an alien, but Yan Bucun resisted, stretching out his hands and pushing the Ghost Seal deeper and deeper.

Yan Bucun's blood kept flowing out, and even Xiaocun blinked his scarlet eyes when he saw his desperate action, revealing great fear. But obviously, Yan Bucun, who was the focus of their attention, did not care about himself that much. He stood up suddenly, and without any hesitation or sensationalism, he directly grabbed Xiaocun's arm, and then, with a body full of white scales and eyes that looked a little painful, he locked his eyes on him.

It was not just a gaze, not just that burning sight, the red line of Yan Bucun was now like a constantly entwined snake, tightly binding himself and Xiaocun together, as if he was tying himself up in a cocoon, waiting for nirvana and rebirth.

At this moment, Zhang Qiling suddenly gasped from the pain. He stood up tremblingly and looked up at the red cocoon that was two people tall. The scales inside kept breaking out and began to tear the gauze-like tent, and were then pushed in by the red line.

Yan Bucun was probably afraid that these blade-like scales would hurt other people, so he went to such lengths.

Zhang Qiling stepped forward and put his hand on it without fear of danger. His tone was tense and different from his usual indifference, and there were some emotions in his voice that even he himself did not understand.

"You lied to me."

You didn't say it would be like this, you didn't say it would be painful,

You didn't tell me it would be so dangerous, how could you lie to me?

The questioning in Zhang Qiling's heart was destined to be unnoticed by the people in the heavy cocoon, but Yan Bugun was actually somewhat conscious, because he gently pushed away the hand that was covering it with his god. Then, everyone watched as the scales pierced out again, making a tearing sound like tearing through brocade, and then, it was ruthlessly pushed back by the red line.

Then, even the heavy gunfire and explosions stopped. Fatty, Jie Yuchen, the young man carrying Wu Xiu, Huo Daof, Chao Xu, and Yan Xiaonan all heard a reply that could not be considered a response.

Because in the silent corridor, apart from the sound of each other's breathing, there was only Yan Bucun's groaning in extreme pain. He was still alive, and he was resisting himself.

Everyone prayed to the god in their hearts, wishing him a triumphant return and good health.

I only wish...

Yan Bucun lived a peaceful life.