Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

Zhang Qiling was wearing Yan Bucun's coat, like a little prince bravely killing the enemy. When he kicked back the blade, he had no time to pay attention to the fluttering coat and could only let it float backwards like a cloak.

The knives kept falling like rain. Hei Xia Zi couldn't see them, but he was pulled by Huo Daof and Jie Yuchen. Even though he lost half a shoe and forty-yuan socks, he could still walk briskly. Not to mention Yan Xiaonan and Qing Ru. They were the best in cleverness and agility.

When Zhang Qiling dodged the weapons, he would lose strength for a few seconds each time, so at this time Wu Yu and the fat man would support his body and carry him forward, while the young man would follow behind and protect everyone's backs.

With the help of Wu Yu and the fat man, Zhang Qiling walked towards Yan Bucun step by step. It was not until Yan Bucun pushed him into the door with great force that Zhang Qiling fell to the ground completely.

The stitches on the wound had already broken in half, and the burning heat from his body made him feel as if his brain had turned into a mess. He was so confused that even his muscles were sore. However, before Wu Yu, the fat man and others came in, Zhang Qiling immediately supported himself on the ground with his hands and prepared to get up.

There is no mountain in this world that stands forever.

The reason why mountains are so out of reach is indeed the result of their natural wonders. People can be compared to mountains. The only quality that can match nature is the same indomitable spirit.

Therefore, Zhang Qiling felt that the only thing he could fight for and support everything was his worthless and stubborn will. He could endure anything, but now he could not become a burden.

He cannot fall yet.

Thinking of this, he supported his knees and stood up with difficulty. After covering the wound on his chest and taking a few breaths, he stood there steadily. Only then did he have time to rub his eyes which had begun to double. Only after the blood on his palms had unknowingly smeared his eye sockets with sticky blood did Zhang Qiling come to his senses and withdrew his hand.

After returning to darkness, Yan Bushun's bronze mother bell became surprisingly bright, making him look like a ghost with a pale face under the light and the backlight at a deadly angle.

The fat man thought divergently, and then he supported Zhang Qiling's limp body. Because of their different physiques, he felt that he was actually holding Zhang Qiling on his arms, and the opponent's weight was still a little light. He was much thinner in the door than when he was in Yucun. The fat man touched Zhang Qiling's arm with heartache.

"Shh..." Xiao Cun spoke first. He licked his lips which were dry due to the intense exercise. Then, his eyes were fixed on the swinging bell in Yan Bucun's hand. After he saw the aftermath of the vibration from the correct door, he immediately gestured for everyone to gather and act.

After Hei Xia Zi picked his ears, he hopped lightly on one foot and approached Yan Bucun. He lowered his voice and asked him, "Your buff as a Yan family member is very useful. The conditions for entering are different from those for outsiders, which can help you remember the memories outside... But, when did you learn that secret code? Do Wu Yu and the others know about this? You really let them learn from you secretly."

Xiaocun, who had just crouched down and stepped out, knew that the person being talked about was Yan Bucun, but after hearing Heixiazi's teasing, he still felt as if Heixiazi was talking about himself when he said Yan Bucun, so he immediately turned his head away like a kitten with its fur standing on end, and glared at Heixiazi with his pair of big, kazilan eyes.

"I told you not to talk!" Xiao Cun threatened.

This sentence caused Hei Xiazi to raise his eyebrows. He grinned, as if he was not the one who had his shoes cut off, and then teased heartlessly, "Sorry, I only heard a 'hush' and thought someone farted."

Xiao Cun's face turned pale and blue, and he snorted. He didn't want to argue with Hei Xia Zi anymore, so he turned around and walked forward vigorously.

Seeing that they were not getting along, Xie Yuchen pressed Heixiazi's shoulder without saying anything, probably trying to persuade Heixiazi to be more magnanimous and not to argue at this time. Feeling the fragrance beside him, Heixiazi's mood was indeed much better. He turned his head, and after confirming that Zhang Qiling's breathing was not far from him, he held Xie Yuchen's hand and groped forward.

After quietly passing through several doors like a ghost, the fat man just felt very dizzy. However, this was just a psychological reaction. He really didn't know how Yan Bucun and his own smaller version next to him could tell which door was different.

Anyway, after twisting and turning into all kinds of doors, I felt dizzy and my strength was almost exhausted. If the fat man was running out of energy, then the rest of the team was not in good shape either.

Zhang Qiling's entire body had been washed by his own blood, like a moving fishy thing, so Guaiguai licked him again, which stopped the bleeding and made his confused mind clearer.

"We probably can't find its lair. We're running, and it's running too, even faster than us." Xiao Cun panted, his hand still clinging to Yan Bu Cun's arm, "Let's go back to where Yan Guangshan used to stay. The terrain there is complicated, and it will be very troublesome even if it wants to catch us all in one fell swoop."

Yan Bucun immediately realized what Xiaocun said, and just as he was about to confirm it, he heard Qingru's voice rise.

"You mean the basement? You can't stay there any longer. Once you go in, you will...!"

The young boy frowned and interrupted Qingru directly, without any sympathy for her. His voice seemed to be deliberately processed, and it was childish and deliberately low-pitched. "This has nothing to do with you. That's our only place to go. We can't go back to our house. It's an empty space there. It's too dangerous. Besides, there are some usable weapons in Yan Guangshan's basement."

"Are you serious?" Yan Bucun was naturally aware of the dark moments in the past when people were cannibals, and there was a painful struggle between morality and human nature.

Xiao Cun raised his head and looked into Yan Bucun's eyes. In fact, they both already knew the result.

"Which door should we go through now?" Seeing that they had already made up their minds, Wu Yu supported Zhang Qiling and asked.

Yan Bucun rang the bell, selected one, and waited for everyone by the door.

It was not until they entered the room again that they arrived at a prosperous building that exuded extreme splendor. This was in line with Yan Guangxian's aesthetic and was also the style he knew how to build. However, as soon as Zhang Qiling stepped over the threshold, he smelled a foul odor.

He quickly scanned the incense burner and the bronze statue that looked like neither human nor ghost, only to find that the emission was not from these things.

Yan Bucun and Xiaocun took the lead in pushing open the secret door. The stench finally had no obstruction and rushed towards everyone. The fat man dry-heaved. This was exactly the smell of rotting human flesh. The radar of humans facing the death of their own kind sounded an alarm in his heart.

Zhang Qiling covered the lower half of his face with his sleeves. The smell of his coat had been diluted by the smell of his own blood, but smelling his own blood was better than smelling the aged blood of Lao Menbao.

Everyone walked down, from the normal stench, to a place of extreme stench, which was filled with countless cages, and because of the temperature, the good people inside had turned into bones, while the bad ones had turned into mud-like paste. Some, in order to survive, had turned into a second Yan Bucun, with other people's hand bones in the mouth of his skull.

When Yan Xiaonan saw this scene and looked at the straw lying beneath them that had been stained dark brown with blood, he found it hard to imagine that these children who had been taken away by Yan Guangshan were living such a life.

It was even harder for him to believe that in his heart, the obedient brother who couldn't even bear to see chickens and ducks being killed could come up with so many ways to torture people.

And at this moment, when everyone was ready to leave, Yan Bucun and Xiaocun vomited loudly, squatting on the ground, as if they were going to vomit out their heart and lungs. There was obviously nothing in their stomachs, but they still vomited acid.

"I knew it would be like this." Qingru held her forehead, looked at these two stubborn guys, closed her eyes and didn't want to look anymore.