[Tomb Raiders Notes] Reincarnation · Ultimate

Poker-Face's hand held tightly, and he kept walking in one direction.Running in the snow is always unsafe, but Pokerfing's walking speed is not slow at all, and he is orderly and not messy.

I remember that this road was the fastest way down the mountain that Poker Fing told me when I tried to persuade Poker Fing thousands of miles away.At that time he advised me not to follow, but now he walks this road with me.If it goes well, at this speed, it will take half an hour, at most half an hour, to reach the foot of the mountain.

However, it happened that the sky did not fulfill people's wishes.

The ground trembled violently, followed by violent tremors.In an instant, the sky was shaken!

Changbai Mountain seemed to wake up all of a sudden, and it shook its body, as if it was about to throw off its "white clothes".

The snow is overwhelming!The white "waterfall" flew straight down, trying to engulf everything in this white phantom.

At the top of Xiaosheng Snow Mountain, the towering peaks have long since disappeared, and countless gravels spewed out, like a volcanic eruption!In an instant, a huge depression appeared, like a black scar.

The Little Holy Snow Mountain was trembling.

The disaster came too suddenly, and I staggered and fell to the ground, hitting the back of my head on a bare rock.Pokerfing's reaction was extremely fast, and he mastered the balance almost instantly. Although he had caught me in time, I was still in a trance, my head was spinning, and the back of my head was in a burning pain.

I heard Poker-Face calling me, and when I wanted to answer, I saw a huge rock coming from behind Poker-Face, "Little...heart..."

I squeezed these two words out between my teeth, but I couldn't make any sound.

Fortunately, Pokerfing reacted quickly, he picked me up and rolled to the side to avoid me.However, because of me, his speed slowed down by a second.

The stuffy oil bottle pressed firmly on me, covering me tightly.

The last thing I realized was that my side was trembling violently, and there was a warm liquid dripping on my face.I barely opened my eyes.

That's blood, the blood of Poker Bottle.

...Are we dying?

If, if I don't snooze...is it...would the ending be different?

When I woke up again, my consciousness was in a trance, and I knew only by feeling that I was being carried on my back by the oil bottle.I'm obviously here to save Poker Bottle, but who knows, I've become a hindrance again.

Since receiving pheromones, my health has been getting worse and worse, and I finally couldn't help coughing, and my chest felt tight, as if a stone was blocked.

Boyouping supported me and gently helped me to smooth my air.The cold air around us showed that we were still on the snow mountain.I tried to see clearly, but it was a blur.I leaned against the stuffy oil bottle and felt warm and wet.Pokerfing must have been injured, the Changbai Mountains were cold and windy, and the wound was very likely to be infected.

I struggled to stand up, because I was too hard, my eyes went dark, and I didn't know anything.

I don't know how long it took, but I gradually woke up.I looked around and I was in a village.To be precise, it should be the tourist attraction area of ​​Erdaobaihe.

The sun shone on me through the broken window. Although my mind was still a little dizzy, it was fine.I took a deep breath, stood up, and got out of bed.

Poker-Face was sitting on the chair opposite to me, he was asleep and now looking at me with his dark eyes.

When I realized it, someone moved his hands and feet, "Brother, look, I'm fine."

Poker-face closed his eyes and went to rest after hearing the words.I looked Poker Fing up and down, his injury looked a bit scary, but in fact it was just a skin trauma.

Perhaps sensing my gaze, Poker-Face opened his eyes and looked at me.I smiled awkwardly and let him continue to sleep, leaving me alone.

There is no one in this scenic area. I looked out the window and saw that most of the houses were about to be buried in snow. Only the one we were in was the furthest away, barely usable for rest.

I was just wondering, how could such a thing happen without the police to block it, and no reporters to report it.I looked at Xiaosheng Snow Mountain, and a big hole was blown out. Has no one discovered it yet?

However, even Poker Ping and I almost died, and Zhang Yingchan... probably won't be able to come back.

While I was in a daze, a group of people had already surrounded us.

Poker bottle blocked me vigilantly, I frowned and asked, "Who are they?" Since these people have the ability to block the information here, they must have a strong background.

Among them, except for a young girl at the head, they are all men.The important thing is that, except for the girl, all have two oddly long fingers.

The girl said coldly: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Hui Li. Ming, I asked us to pick you up."

"Ming?" Does it mean Minghuang?

"She is Zhang Yingshan, my master."

I was stunned, Zhang Yingshan actually revealed his identity to outsiders.Then this Huili is definitely not an ordinary person.But... this Huili doesn't have the characteristics of the Zhang family.

"You don't need to guess, I am indeed not from the Zhang family. But I will definitely do what the master asks." Hui Li replied.

"I'm sorry, Zhang Yingshan..." I hesitated whether to say it or not. If Hui Li was absolutely loyal to Zhang Yingshan, I couldn't guarantee that if he knew about Zhang Yingshan's death, would he want us? Funeral.

"Don't worry, I already knew." Hui Li smiled wryly, stroking the wreckage of the house.

"You know!" I was shocked.

"The death notices were all written long ago and sent to the boss a few hours ago. If it wasn't for this, I might not know about it until now." Hui Li smiled and shed tears. "Boss should still be crying knowing he lost such a 'killing weapon'"

I looked at Huili and realized that she was not acting.Because, that kind of deep-rooted feeling cannot be acted out anyway.

She was still crying, and even though she covered her eyes with her arms, there were still clear tears rolling down her face.

Perhaps, this is the friendship in battle.