Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

Now in the territory of the Yan family, Hei Xia Zi was also disgusted by Xiao Cun. He loosened his hand and rubbed his palm fiercely, clearly expressing that he did not like Xiao Cun.

"It changes every day. If it's your body, then you change it!" Hei Xia Zi was not forgiving. If this body didn't belong to Zhang Qiling, he guaranteed that he would punch him directly and blow his head off.

Xiao Cun stuck out his tongue, and said with childish innocence, "Why are you so angry, brother? I am afraid too."

"Xiao Cun, it's time for us to get down to business. Don't talk to him here." Yan Guangxian would never be really bound by the so-called hemp rope. He broke the rope directly, ignoring the black blind man in front of him whose face was as black as an iron pot. He walked forward and pressed the mechanism behind the portrait.

In fact, this mechanism is neither fingerprint unlocking nor fixed to the Fa Qiu finger. In fact, it should be regarded as an abyss that tricks the Zhang family into becoming interested and jumping into it.

Hei Xiazi was so angry when he saw the two people who shared the same hatred for the enemy. Not only was his own Qi's body taken away, but he could only be led by the nose in someone else's territory again. "The real thing you want to do, is it not the ritual of waiting for Zishi?"

"You know too much, but I kind of like your character, you're smart." Yan Guangxian pushed open the narrow door outside the pillar next to him, picked up a long-burning lamp and walked in.

Hearing this strange reaction, Hei Xiazi still didn't understand why he showed that he knew so much, but the other party had not thought of killing him, and even said that he liked his personality? Hei Xiazi admitted that he was smart, but didn't he know his irrational personality? He was threatened by Yan Guangshan before, and this person could still say that he liked him shamelessly. Maybe he had some masochism.

And Xiao Cun followed him in, and looked back at him with a smile. There was no concern in his eyes that Hei Xia Zi might discover the Yan family's secret. There was only mockery and sadness that was visible to the naked eye.

Hei Xia Zi pursed his lips, feeling so disgusted that he could only follow with his long legs. The corridor here was not long, but it was obviously quite deep. Hei Xia Zi looked around with his hands in his pockets. It was a bit cold in the dark environment. He could feel the white air coming out of his nostrils, wetting his eyes. He cursed inwardly that the mist was so thick.

He rubbed his eyelashes, and then he could see clearly again. On the stone wall next to him, there were several deep traces of sword and knife aura, similar to those that were formed during a resistance. Judging from the traces, they looked quite like those left by the ancient black gold sword. The first few traces were sharp and showed their edge, while the last few traces were struggling desperately, leaving only three or four traces that were neither light nor heavy.

What followed was a strong smell of blood. Even though Hei Xia Zi had fought so frequently, he could not accept this smell mixed with the powerful murderous aura, grief and indignation of the victims.

Xiao Cun in front of him suddenly stopped. It should be Yan Guangxian who was walking in the front. Hei Xiazi saw him casually put the eternal lamp in his hand on the lamp holder on the wall, and walked directly into a brightly lit cave.

Hei Xiazi patted Xiao Cun's shoulder and said, "Your grandfather has left, why don't you follow him?"

He actually wanted to kick him in, but Zhang Qiling's body was too fragile.

"Don't rush me." Xiao Cun seemed to know what he was about to face. His body was trembling slightly. In any case, it was definitely not the deterrent power brought by Hei Xia Zi that scared him. After all, in his own territory, Xiao Cun should hold his head high and be arrogant.

What could Hei Xiazi say? He gently pushed Xiao Cun away, crossed the narrow passage and walked into the place where Yan Guangshan entered. He finally understood why the other party threw away the eternal lamp.

This extremely dazzling and brilliant light made it impossible for Hei Xia Zi to open his eyes. No wonder he was asked to follow him down. It was because he was expecting the strong light to prevent Hei Xia Zi from observing here.

Xiao Cun came in reluctantly. If the hands of this body had not been still wrapped in gauze, with his shy personality when meeting elders, he would definitely rub the corner of his clothes and be too nervous to let go.

It seemed that Yan Guangxian was busy with something now, and there were some clanging sounds, but Hei Xiazi couldn't see it. He could only smell the stench of a long-dormant mixture of new and old blood in the air, as well as the disgusting salty smell of the deep sea.

"What is he busy with? Why are you standing here with me instead of going with me to take a look?" Hei Xia Zi leaned on Xiao Cun's body based on his feeling, but he was afraid of putting pressure on Zhang Qiling's wound, so he kept his body tense and didn't use much strength.

Xiao Cun, who was suddenly used as a crutch by Hei Xia Zi, had restrained his aura of killing anyone he could catch because of Yan Guangshan's presence. He no longer said his name was Yan Guangshan and played the so-called role-playing game. Instead, he stammered to explain, "If I go with him, I might not exist anymore..."

"What do you mean? Tell me in detail. Blind brother is willing to be your loyal listener." Hei Xiazi may not even know that when he is deceiving others, his voice is particularly seductive.

Although he himself didn't know whether his mouth was aimed at the other person's earlobe at this distance, or whether his words had achieved the effect.

However, Xiao Cun already knew the ending he was about to face, so he talked to Hei Xia Zi for a few words. His character was more prudent than Hei Xia Zi thought, and his explanation sounded chaotic, more like a child. "The enthronement ceremony of the gods will be held here later. If this ceremony is carried out, will the gods be captured or imprisoned by the monsters?"

He couldn't clearly distinguish the specific meaning between the two words, but he knew clearly what he was. "I am just a remnant soul. I will pollute the purity of the blood. I... I will be wiped out."

"You are just a remnant soul, so where is your real body? And are you willing? You have only lived for a few days in Qi's body, and now you are going to die. Are you really willing?" Hei Xia Zi did not expect that this ceremony would not only make Zhang Qiling deprive of his freedom, but also deceive Xiao Cun's fate. In his opinion, this kind of thing is easier to deal with.

How could a person who has never seen the millions of beautiful things in the world be so willing to give up his life?

However, Yan Guangxian had good hearing, so he ignored Hei Xia Zi's brainwashing of Xiao Cun and only focused on packing up the white jade coffin that would store the blood later.

He carried out the corpse of the previous generation Zhang Qiling who had died. As it had been soaked in blood for a long time, the whole skeleton had turned crimson. He also used a small shovel to clean up the few mottled blood-brown pieces that were left in the coffin and stuck in the cracks and were no longer of any use.

Yan Guangshan, who always put immortality first, didn't even block the mouth of the black blind Gu man at this time. Did he really not care? He didn't care about a shrimp jumping wildly in his territory. Could it be that he was waiting for the ceremony to be successfully completed?

But after Yan Guangxian cleaned up, he just sat upright on the ground and roughly cleaned the blood off his hands with a handkerchief. He didn't look back. He probably didn't care whether Xiaocun would use Zhang Qiling's body to escape, nor did he care what Hei Xiazi was saying.

His gorgeous robe was visibly old, and he left it to Xiao Cun and Hei Xia Zi, with only a lonely and powerful back.

If Hei Xiazi could see the bright space clearly at this moment, he would definitely step forward and push aside the man who was so calm that he didn't say another word, and look carefully at the emotions in his eyes. With his understanding of human sensibility, he would definitely be able to guess...

What Yan Guangshan waits for and wants,

It is never the group that maximizes its interests that survives.

Lao Yang couldn't explain who hired him. His existence was more like a chess piece to restrain Wu Yu and others. Zhang Qiling looked at the completely dark outside. Even though he realized this, he still couldn't bring it up.

The young man has promised Zhang Qiling with his actions that he will never interfere with the fate and path he wants to pursue.

That night, Wu Yu and Lao Yang talked a lot. No matter how many times he tried to ask questions, it was to no avail. He could neither leave nor go out. Once he stopped talking, Lao Yang would stammer and drag him away, not letting him leave.

Fatty saw that Wu Yu was too soft-hearted to refuse Lao Yang, so he handed Wu Yu a bottle of water to break up the unnecessary argument between the two. "Tian Zhen, we should leave. Without Brother Qi Ling here, there is nothing else to do with him."

He glanced at Lao Yang, whose eyes were avoiding him, and felt anxious. He wanted to say something rude, but was afraid that his little boy would get angry, so he could only sulk about it.

"Lao Yang, I won't talk to you anymore. We still need to find Qi Ling. It's time to go." Fortunately, Wu Xie was naive and not stupid. He followed the clues and grabbed the fat man as a life-saving straw. He didn't care where to rest later. He wanted to turn the whole village upside down overnight to find Zhang Qi Ling.

Lao Yang glanced at his old clock, which stopped at 9:37 p.m., and probably realized that it had taken too long, so he really let go of Wu Yu's hand and followed him, "Wu... Wu Yu... be careful... don't be safe at night."

Zhang Qiling was leaning against the door with one shoe on the threshold. Only his back was visible and he looked very lonely. Fortunately, the fat man embraced the young man and carried him on his back. When Wu Yu came forward, the fat man also held Wu Yu in his other arm like a chicken.

"Brother, where do you think Brother Qi Ling went this time?" The fat man knew that Zhang Qiling would not make mistakes, but this meeting with Lao Yang proved that it seemed that the path he chose this time was quite wrong. However, he had no intention of blaming the brother at all, and even thoughtfully chose to let the brother once again display his guiding light physique.

Zhang Qiling pursed his lips. The red line extending from the red jade bead on his chest, which was invisible to anyone except him, was flying aimlessly in the air and finally heading straight to the east. He didn't know whether his decision was the right one for Zhang Qiling.

If the other party is facing danger, and I don't rush to him... If the other party is trying to find out what he wants to insist on, and I stop him...

All standards are different for everyone, even if everything they have is exactly the same.

"Go..." This was the first time Zhang Qiling had lost the ability to distinguish between the real and the fake. When he was in Wushanju, he could tell the value of antiques, but here, in this illusory connection hub that only he could see clearly, he couldn't see anything clearly. "Go south."

"Okay, I'll listen to you, brother." Wu Yu believed it again without any reason.

There is no reason, just because this person is a young man, he represents absolute correctness,

Zhang Qiling.