Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

70 had no intention of throwing the stone at first, but just before he threw it, he found that the broken memory began to reappear like a slide.

Among the countless fragmented clips that he had no time to capture, he saw a scene of a red eye being pierced by a stone. Maybe it was the past, or maybe it was a prediction. He just followed his memory and did the same thing.

By the time he reacted, he had already thrown away all the rubble and was looking at the familiar brown-red coffin that suddenly appeared in confusion.

He glanced at Zhang Qiling. It seemed that the other party was about to stab his eyes with the black gold ancient knife, but when he saw that he had acted first, he did not throw away the precious ancient knife...

Apparently, 70 also noticed the strangeness of this overlapping behavior.

Zhang Qiling walked forward a few steps and found that 70 was standing there, thinking about something and not keeping up with the team, so he turned his head to look at him.

There was clearly nothing in those eyes, but they seemed to make 70 Pin feel doubtful.

It can be seen that there is either a zongzi or Squidward in this huge coffin. The fat man wiped the sweat from his hands with his pants and was too nervous to say that he wanted to take a look.

“Brother, there won’t be any rice dumplings in this coffin…?” Wu Yu’s face turned pale, not sure if it was because he was scared or because he had just vomited.

70 paused for a while, unable to sort out his confused emotions, so he could only choose not to leave the team and followed.

However, when the fat man heard Wu Xie's words, he decisively chose to cover his mouth. Unfortunately, Xie God's name was too famous. No one touched the coffin, and it began to make a thudding sound, as if something inside was kicking.

Even though his mouth was covered, Wu Yu still shouted out: "Fake, fake, fake! He's dead!!!"

In an instant, the chains around the coffin broke, and black gas continued to leak out from the gap of the coffin lid that was about to be opened, and it smelled extremely ugly.

"Ugh... This is like the leek and egg drop soup that has been stored for several years and cooked with smelly socks... Ugh." The fat man had to describe it even though he was covering his nose.

Zhang Qiling pushed the fat man Wu Mi, asking them to move further away. He was about to draw his sword and move forward, but he saw 70 rushing forward without any hesitation. Before the coffin lid was pushed open by that thing, he flew up. The sword energy was extremely sharp, and the cold light flashed by it dazzled Wu Mi's extremely curious eyes, causing Wu Mi to squint.

He used the weight of his body to allow the ancient black gold sword to penetrate through. The coffin lid exploded due to the powerful impact, and the flying fragments scattered around, so sharp that it seemed to kill all living things. If Zhang Qiling had not used the ancient black gold sword to block all the flying debris, he would have been pierced into a sieve.

In an instant, the blood corpse bared its fangs. His upper body was human, and his lower body was octopus tentacles that were reaching out to grab him.

70 frowned and in a flash changed the knife tip that was originally intended to stab into the blood corpse's mouth and chose to stab it into his heart. However, 70, who was about to kill the blood corpse, suddenly burst into a weird smile. His knife paused, his eyes were still black and white, but this kind of evil smile would never appear on such a cold and otherworldly appearance.

Before Zhang Qiling could draw his knife and move forward, he was enveloped by the black mist spit out by the bloody corpse.

At the last moment, Zhang Qiling saw 70's hand reaching into the blood corpse's mouth, and then the entire coffin and the ground fell down instantly.

70…70 also fell!!!

Then Zhang Qiling turned around and was entangled by the intruding octopus, unable to move. No matter how hard the black gold ancient sword tried, it could not get away. The fat man was caught by the tentacles of the human-headed octopus, and all life was immediately sucked away, turning into a dried corpse that had finally lost weight. The tentacles then threw him to the ground in disgust, but his empty and gray eyeballs began to roll again, and his shriveled body straightened up the next second, opened its big mouth and attacked Wu Yu!

Wu Di ran around in the tomb, crying and shouting for the young man to help him. From time to time, he looked back at the fat man and cried even harder. However, because zongzi cannot get tired, Wu Di ran out of energy and was soon caught up by the fat man who had turned into a zongzi. The fat man bit Wu Di's neck hard, and then Wu Di lost all his strength and fell limply to the ground.

The fat man had taken two-thirds of Wu Mi's neck into his mouth and was chewing it like a monster, making an unpleasant crunching sound.

Wu Yu was lying on the ground. The part of his neck where his head and shoulders met had become as thin as a thin line. His pretty face had turned cyanotic purple, and blood was gushing out unstoppably. However, he stared at the young man with his eyes wide open viciously, full of resentment.

Wu Yu screamed and tried to open his mouth, but his vocal cords, carotid artery, and bones had been eaten clean by the fat man. Only his bloodless lips were moving, but Zhang Qiling saw it very clearly. He was clearly saying:

Brother, why don't you save me?

Finally, Zhang Qiling opened his mouth, but could not say anything. The body that the fat man Wu Xie had relied on was shaking violently. He could only watch the two of them die in despair. He could not save them...

70 At the moment when the coffin lid was broken, he saw the bronze bell in the blood corpse's mouth! Now his unusually long fingers had accurately pulled out the bronze bell.

The bronze bell itself made no sound, but it began to vibrate because of the blood corpse's roar. This bell was very unusual. The sound it made was too small, and only when one was so close could one clearly perceive it. But the bad thing was that the body of the human figurine falling above one's head also vibrated at the same frequency, and there was also a bronze bell in the figurine!

70 glanced at Zhang Qiling and indicated that the tomb was full of bells.

But Zhang Qiling stood there in a daze, looking at himself as if he were a monster, his hand on the black gold ancient knife, his whole body trembling.

The devilish sound penetrates my ears.

70 clearly understood what kind of illusion they were trapped in, so he jumped out of the coffin, walked forward and gently covered Zhang Qiling's ears with his left hand, while his other hand had already crushed the bronze bell.

When Zhang Qiling came back to his senses, his clear eyes were filled with fear of death. He turned around abruptly and drew his knife. The knife began to tremble because of his unstable hand.

70 was already in front of Zhang Qiling, looking at him indifferently with the same face.

But 70 looked normal. His fair neck was slightly cut by the knife held by Zhang Qiling. The blood flowed down along his collarbone. He tilted his head to express his confusion. He slowly put down his hand that was covering Zhang Qiling's ear, but did not avoid the blade or resist.

Zhang Qiling realized that it was just an illusion. He put down the knife, calmed himself, and looked at the fat man with his eyes lowered.

It’s not for any other reason, it’s just that the fat man’s voice is really impossible to ignore.

The fat man now hugged Wu Yu and kissed her, and came back to his senses when he heard her calling him "wife".

After Wu Yi shouted "Uncle San" for the last time, he reached out to push away the fat man's thick lips that were about to fall, and his eyes were swollen from crying.

is healthy,

And full of life,

The living fat man and Wu Xun.

Zhang Qiling suddenly smiled faintly, which was fleeting, as if he was glad that everything that had just happened was fake.

But 70 seemed unable to understand his momentary relief, and just held the fragment of the bronze bell in his hand and fell into deep thought.

He had no memories, nor did he understand the friendship of the Iron Triangle, but he also knew that he could not fit in. Then, seeing Zhang Qiling going to check on the two of them, he silently imitated Zhang Qiling's behavior just now, opened his palms, and raised the corners of his lips towards the bronze bell that he had completely crushed into powder because of the pain.

It was fleeting...as if this was how he learned to laugh.