Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

When the explosion suddenly happened, Zhang Qiling wanted to protect Chen Minghui. He took a quick step. His strong intuition made him feel a fierce wind brushing past his ear. The object that flew out was flat and thin, and it was difficult to distinguish in the gray smoke. Only after a brief flash of cold light did Zhang Qiling see clearly that the object was more like a bamboo leaf that was finely crushed and clamped in a book.

Hei Xia Zi was pulled by Chen Minghui and his head hit the ground with stars in his eyes. Chen Minghui was completely unaware that he was being targeted at that time. He was just about to get away from Hei Xia Zi's chest and get up to scold Chen Yunyao who placed the explosives.

Perhaps he never thought until his death how the "murderer" took his life in just a few seconds?

Zhang Qiling was certain at the time that he was extremely close to the "murderer", so close that he could clearly see that what was moving in the air was an extremely thin soft blade.

Although it was as light as a cicada's wing, with its extremely fast speed and the "murderer's" wrist swing when throwing it, Zhang Qiling could guess that it should have easily cut off something. After that, he saw a blurry figure fall heavily, and once again overwhelmed the black bear underneath, and then the soft blade flew towards him in a strange arc.

This made Zhang Qiling step back subconsciously. He pulled out the black gold ancient knife with his right hand and tried to swing away the soft blade that was rushing towards him. With his other hand, he chose to hold Fu Fu's hand tightly in a brief moment. He couldn't confirm Fu Fu's safety just now, and now when he reached back, he missed.

The moment of shock caused the soft blade to approach his forehead, but it stayed quietly in front of him.

Zhang Qiling felt as if all the blood in his body had frozen. He was sure that he would die if it moved just a little bit further. But in the next second, the soft blade was inexplicably moved, and within an unknown number of seconds, its flight trajectory changed and it suddenly spun back behind him.

For the first time, his eyesight became dull, and he slowly followed the soft blade that had flown back a long time ago. However, he did not dare to really look back. Perhaps it was because the only person standing behind him was Fu Fu. He could not believe that the child who told him in tears that he could not find his family would be a ruthless killer.

Zhang Qiling closed his eyes, but did not dare to confirm this guess. He quickly searched in his brain for words that could defend Fu Fu, but because the vocabulary he had understood and expressed in his life was too limited, he said nothing.

Fu Fu gave him a feeling of being too pure, just like Wu Xie. Zhang Qiling finally lowered his eyes. He lied to himself just to confirm Fu Fu's safety, instead of really using the strange feeling in his heart to speculate about the other person.

After he convinced himself, he turned around swiftly. Fu Fu was grabbing his shoulders and crying, twitching as if frightened by a sudden explosion. Zhang Qiling could even feel the tears of the man in front of him soaking through his clothes.

This aroused the compassion in his heart, completely refuting the other party's idea that he would kill someone.

Fu Fu wiped her tears and met Zhang Qiling's gaze. Fu Fu was still looking at her with such innocent and clear eyes, which were filled with obvious fear and unpretended crying. Even the tear marks on her face were clearly visible.

"You..." Zhang Qiling only uttered one syllable before he was frightened by the word "dead" that Hei Xia Zi said. He grabbed Fu Fu and walked over quickly. The smoke from the explosion dissipated a little, and he saw Chen Minghui who was thrown to the ground with his mouth open and blood still gushing out of his severed tongue.

He saw that Chen Minghui was dead and could no longer deceive himself. The hand holding Fu Fu was trembling, but Fu Fu thought he was also afraid and even held Zhang Qiling's hand tighter.

The red line suddenly appeared and quietly wrapped around Hei Xia Zi's waist. By the time Hei Xia Zi realized it, he had been dragged several steps away. Seeing this, Zhang Qiling quickly picked up Chen Minghui.

He almost failed to lift the other person the first time, entirely because when a person is awake, he will obey the support of the other person and try to get up. However, the reason why a person's weight becomes much heavier after death is that they cannot mobilize all the muscles of their body to move themselves like they can when they are alive.

Now only Zhang Qiling was exerting strength, so it was inevitably difficult. However, he still lifted Chen Minghui up at the last moment. He looked at the person lying in his arms and couldn't close his mouth in pain before he died.

He finally felt the passing of life and the reason why people are just passers-by, the separation of life and death that they are destined to face.

Even if they have no feelings or connection.

This sense of guilt is probably because Zhang Qiling is a person who always takes the responsibility on himself. His character can actually avoid a lot of trouble. For example, ordinary people, for their own benefit, will always shamelessly push the blame involving human life onto others, thereby causing more noisy quarrels, disrupting people's normal thinking, making the situation more confusing, and thus helping themselves to exonerate themselves.

Zhang Qiling didn't want to see this situation, nor did he want Fu Fu to become the target of public criticism after the truth was revealed, so he took the initiative to take the blame. After all, he was the only one who was openly using the knife here.

Chen Minghui's death was blamed on himself.

Just make yourself a sinner in their eyes.

Zhang Qiling was the last one to be pulled away by the red line. He looked back at Chen Pingyang and others after the smoke had cleared, revealing the dead Chen Minghui in his arms. He imitated the way Hei Xiazi teased others and gave them a sarcastic smile.

as if to say,

I killed people.

Kill me if you can.

Zhang Qiling, who was being held in the mouth of the giant snake, felt that the wounds on his body were healing rapidly, and even the pain disappeared. The snake did not crawl to the end, but instead meandered downwards as if it was going straight through the center of the earth.

His eyes were always on the ground, and he could only see the dusty stone road that had not been stepped on for a long time. Zhang Qiling regained his strength and twisted his waist hard, changing the back of the snake that was bitten to the front. His hands held the snake's jaws and his legs clamped the snake's head. The giant snake felt uncomfortable, but still did not open its mouth.

Seeing this, Zhang Qiling felt that what he had guessed in his heart was correct. All the creatures here did not want his life. They wanted him to reach the destination alive more than anyone else. He exerted force with his legs until he flipped over the snake's head, then half-knelt down and grabbed one of its raised scales to prevent himself from falling.

Now that Zhang Qiling was on top of the snake's head, his vision became wider. There were many giant unhatched egg sacs here, wrapped in a blood-red outer membrane, and still swelling due to the beating of the heart inside.

At this time, Hei Xia Zi, who was tied up by the red string, wanted to curse, but he couldn't open his mouth. Fu Fu's physique couldn't carry him away, so he could only let the red string drag Hei Xia Zi into the air and he began to walk along another road that no one had ever seen. He was also very familiar with this tomb. Hei Xia Zi cursed inwardly, was he the only one who was so stupid? !

At this time, Hei Xia Zi finally saw clearly what Fu Fu was. Fu Fu was walking in front of him, his fingertips turned into countless extended red lines, like a puppeteer controlling a puppet. While Hei Xia Zi was worried about Zhang Qiling, he was also secretly glad that the other party did not pose in any shameful posture for him.

However, Zhang Qiling wanted Fu Fu to take him home? How could this fool know where his home was?

"Want to talk?" Fu Fu looked at Hei Xia Zi who was hanging on the ceiling, as if he understood the other party's hesitation to speak, so the red rope tied around Hei Xia Zi's mouth gradually faded away.

There were marks around Hei Xiazi's lips, but it didn't affect his handsomeness. He asked a lot of questions:

"When did you communicate with that idiot? What about taking me home? It would be strange if he knew where my home is! You killed that ghost pretending to be an old man, right? And who the hell are you? And where was that idiot taken to...you..."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Fu showed a look of disgust, obviously thinking that Hei Xia Zi's talk was disturbing, so he started to talk back to him.

Fortunately, Fu Fu was still willing to answer this kind of question, or maybe he just happened to be free at this time, "I'm not a ghost!" He retorted to Hei Xia Zi angrily, and pink bubbles popped up quickly.

"If Brother Zhang hadn't asked me to take you out, I wouldn't have communicated with you! And Brother Zhang is so powerful. When he touched my waist, he knew I killed someone!" He said it excitedly, with excitement in his words. It was the combination of the two words 'touch' and 'waist' that made Hei Xia Zi taste something wrong.

When Zhang Qiling was captured by Hong Xian, he checked what was under Fu Fu's belt. The soft blade wrapped around Fu Fu's waist had only a thin handle exposed. The moment he held it, he did not expose Fu Fu, but a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes as if he had known the result.

However, Fu Fu obviously did not understand Zhang Qiling's emotions at the time. He just hugged his face shyly, and his ears turned red. "He touched my knife! I never let outsiders touch my knife. Only...only..." He began to stutter, mumbling like a young boy in love, "Only...the person I like can touch it..."

Hei Xia Zi: No, should I really know?

"He is really as smart as Lord Yan said! Just by looking at my knife, he knew I killed someone!" Fu Fu became more and more excited as he spoke, as if he was recalling the feeling at that time. "Brother Zhang will go to where he should go. Lord Yan has been waiting for him for a long time! It's just... I probably won't be able to see Brother Zhang again for a long time..." He seemed to regret that he would hardly see Zhang Qiling in the future, and his expression became sad.

Lord Yan…where should you stay?

All kinds of questions arose in Hei Xia Zi's mind. With his mouth covered, he groaned in resistance, but he could only move forward to an unknown road like a floating elf pendant, hanging from the ceiling by a red line.