Tomb Raider【Filling My Heart with Unresolved Feelings】

Looking at the people struggling hard, Bai Mumu's heart palpitated, his brows knitted, and he said anxiously: "Xiao Xingyun, no, we can't let them take risks again."

The system quickly responded: "Don't worry, the bronze door is about to open, they just need to hold on a little longer."

Bai Mumu waved the vine vigorously, with beads of sweat on his forehead, and asked anxiously: "How long will it take?"

The system quickly replied: "The guy is already opening the gate, please ask them to move aside as much as possible."

Bai Mumu was extremely anxious and shouted to everyone, "Quick! Everyone, move aside!"

When everyone heard this, they all looked puzzled and their actions paused.

Aning frowned and asked loudly: "Why? It passed as soon as I stopped."

"There's no time to explain, let's retreat first!" Bai Mumu urged again loudly, his face full of anxiety.

Just as everyone was hesitating, the bronze door slowly opened, and an ancient and mysterious atmosphere came in. In an instant, waves of cold air spread, accompanied by the sound of heavy footsteps and the collision of armor, and the spectacular scene of the ghost soldiers borrowing the road appeared before everyone's eyes.

I saw rows of ghost soldiers wearing ancient armor and holding cold weapons walking out of the door in neat and heavy steps. Their faces were blurred, as if shrouded in a layer of mist, but the cold aura they exuded made people shudder. Their footsteps echoed in this narrow space like thunder, shaking people's minds.

The flags in the team were flying, but they were a strange dark color, as if they were stained with blood. The armor on the ghost soldiers was shining with a dark light, as if telling of countless wars and killings.

Everyone was stunned by the shocking scene, their mouths slightly open, and they even forgot to breathe for a moment.

"Oh my God, what...what on earth is this?" Fatty Wang stuttered, his eyes wide open, and he couldn't help but lean closer to Wu Xie.

Wu Xie’s eyes widened with disbelief, he turned to look at Wu Sansheng, his lips slightly parted, his face full of astonishment.

Wu Sanxing was the first to react and shouted loudly: "These are the evil soldiers borrowing the road, everyone hide quickly!" Wu Sanxing looked very nervous, with veins bulging on his forehead.

Everyone then woke up from their dream and retreated to the side.

At this moment, the arrogant centipedes and human-faced birds seemed to have seen their nemesis, and they screamed in fear and fled in all directions. The King of Ten Thousand Slaves saw that the situation was not good, and tried to sneak into the bronze door, but as soon as he entered, he heard a shrill scream, and then the King of Ten Thousand Slaves' breath completely disappeared.

Everyone looked at this scene, their hearts filled with shock and relief.

At this moment, Wu Xie suddenly discovered that Brother was mixed in with the Yin soldiers. He subconsciously wanted to call Brother's name, but Wu Sansheng covered his mouth.

Wu Xie struggled anxiously, his eyes full of anxiety: "Third Uncle, please let me go."

Wu Sansheng lowered his voice and said nervously, "Don't make a sound!"

Wu Xie: "No, Third Uncle, Menyouping is still there."

Fatty Wang standing by also had a worried look on his face, his brows knitted into knots: "Why is this guy in that group of ghost soldiers? I hope he's okay."

Hei Xiazi patted Wang Pangzi on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry. Does he look like he's in trouble?"

The young man's eyes swept across the people hiding nearby, and when his gaze fixed on Bai Mumu, his eyes revealed deep reluctance and attachment.

He opened his mouth slightly and whispered, "Goodbye."

Bai Mumu looked at the young man, her eyes instantly turned red and tears welled up in her eyes. She wanted to reach out and grab the young man, but she could only let her arms drop weakly. Her lips trembled slightly, but she couldn't utter a word. Her face was full of sadness and helplessness.

Seeing this, the system immediately comforted: "Okay, don't be sad, it's not like he won't come back, you will see him again soon."

Bai Mumu bit her lip and cried a little: "I know, but I'm still so sad. Does this door have to be guarded by someone? Can't we just seal it?"

The system sighed helplessly: "Alas - it's not that easy."

Bai Mumu clenched his fists and said, "No, I don't want my brother to guard the door."

The system encouraged: "Then work hard to become stronger. Only when you are strong enough can you protect everyone around you."

Looking at Zhang Qiling's gradually receding figure, Bai Mumu nodded firmly: "Yes, I will definitely stop him from entering the bronze door."

Everyone looked at Zhang Qiling's figure gradually disappearing into the bronze door, their hearts filled with confusion and doubt like a haze.

Wu Xie frowned, staring at the slowly closing bronze door, muttering to himself, "Why did Menyouping want to go in? What's behind this door? Can't you explain it to us clearly?"

Wu Xie's voice was filled with confusion and unwillingness, his eyes were slightly red, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and his face was full of loss.

Fatty Wang scratched his head, came up to Wu Xie and said, "This guy is usually very quiet, but at the critical moment he just walked in without saying anything. What is he trying to do? It's really confusing!"

Xie Yuchen looked at Hei Xiazi, his eyes full of inquiry: "Blind man, you and the little brother have been together for so long, maybe you know something."

Hei Xiazi smiled bitterly, shook his head and said, "This matter is very complicated. I can't explain it to you in a short time. You will understand it later."

Wu Sansheng frowned and said with a deep look in his eyes: "Don't make blind guesses. The little brother has his own way to go. What we can do now is to leave here first and then make long-term plans."

At this time, the bronze door slowly closed under the gaze of everyone. The door was tall and majestic, with ancient and mysterious patterns carved on it. Those patterns were intricate and intertwined, as if they were deep marks left by the years, and each line seemed to be telling a series of unknown vicissitudes of life. The material of the door showed a deep bronze color, emitting a cold light in the dim light, which made people shudder, as if warning everyone not to approach easily.

The edge of the door is inlaid with some strangely shaped gems, which emit a faint light, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, as if they are sleeping eyes that may open at any time and peek at everything in the world. There are also some strange symbols engraved on the surface of the door, which seem to contain some powerful and mysterious power. People dare not touch them easily for fear of causing unpredictable consequences.

As the bronze door gradually closed, the gap became narrower and narrower, and the ancient and mysterious atmosphere was gradually isolated inside the door. As the gap in the door narrowed, everyone's heart became heavier, as if a huge rock was pressing on their hearts, making it hard to breathe.

Wu Xie couldn't help but take a step forward, his voice trembling: "Brother..."

Fatty Wang grabbed Wu Xie and said, "Tian Zhen, don't be impulsive. The door is closed."

Finally, the bronze door closed completely, making a dull thud that echoed in the empty space, as if it was a farewell to everyone. This sound echoed in everyone's ears, making everyone's mood fall to the bottom.

Wu Xie stood there for a long time without saying a word, tears welling up in his eyes and his lips trembling slightly.

Fatty Wang patted Wu Xie on the shoulder and consoled him, "Tian Zhen, we have to believe in Brother. He will definitely come back safely."

Xie Yuchen also stepped forward and said softly, "Wu Xie, don't be too sad, let's leave here first." There was a hint of worry in his eyes.

Hei Xiazi echoed, "Yeah, it's not like Dumb Zhang won't come back."

Looking at the closed bronze door, Wu Xie took a deep breath and tried to calm his emotions. Although he still had many doubts and worries in his heart, he also knew that the wisest choice at this moment was to leave here.

In the passage, there was a cold atmosphere wherever the ghost soldiers passed. Everyone walked carefully, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.