Tomb Raiders Fake BG "Soul of the Sword"

The wisdom of the ancients will always leave an unreachable influence on future generations.

No matter how many times he had seen it before, Zhang Qiling was deeply shocked when he saw this miracle again.

Immediately, immediately you can know the doubts left by the past.

And, his own life experience.

He stabilized his mood, turned around and wanted to stop the person who hadn't said a word since just now.Turning around, he froze.

That black figure, the woman who always likes to stand in front of her without leaving a trace, is now wrapping her hands around her arms, trembling like a small animal.

Apparently realizing that something was wrong with her, he walked up to her in two steps, held her shoulder and tried to call her name.But she didn't seem to hear anything, her eyes were out of focus, but she was staring at the bronze door motionlessly.Her legs gave way and she slid to the ground.His lips were trembling, pale and bloodless.

He held her shoulders and shook her, and called her name, but there was no response.

Zhang Qiling, who had never seen Ajiu so embarrassed, was at a loss.

What's wrong with her?

When the entire bronze door was reflected in her pupils, she felt that everything else in the world disappeared, there was no sound, no smell, and in her field of vision, except for the bronze door, everything else was white.

She couldn't breathe, and she froze there, unable to move.A feeling of drowning spread from the heart to the limbs.

"Hmm..." She covered her head in pain, and there was a piercing pain in her head, as if it was about to be torn from the inside.The door, the patterns on the door, and the spiritual power and aura emanating from behind the door all sent a message to her brain, and all the cells in her body were clamoring and boiling, screaming at her—— I am familiar I am familiar I am familiar I am familiar! ! !

"...soul... demon..."

"Sacrifice..."

"This knife..."

"... Tu..."

"Jade……"

"Suppressing anger..."

"forgive me."

"...Nine."

don't want! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Don't want to hear it!I do not want to hear! !She grabbed her hair with both hands and shook her head violently, as if trying to drive all the sound out of her head.

Many blurry scenes flashed and switched in my mind like fragments, like a churned video tape, making harsh noises from time to time.

No, I can't stand this feeling.She can't think of anything now, her brain seems to be splitting open.There was only one feeling: she wanted to get out of here.

Who will take her out of here.

"Jiu. Wake up. Jiu!" Zhang Qiling pushed her, without realizing it, he became a little anxious.

The feeling coming from his hands suddenly became unreal, and he was surprised to find that Ajiu's whole body began to become transparent.

Why, it was fine just now...

"?!" Zhang Qiling turned his head to look at the towering bronze door, looking at Ajiu who was on the verge of collapse, and he noticed something.One arm wrapped around her shoulders, the other held her arm, pulled her up, and dragged her away from the bronze door.

Her face was whiter than white paper, and she could feel trembling through the material of the clothes, and the broken hair on both sides was stuck to her cheeks by the cold sweat oozing from the corners of her forehead.

This is that Ajiu?That thousand-year-old sword soul who is not afraid of anything?

Zhang Qiling supported her until she walked to the place where the bronze chains were dense enough to cover the bronze door.As the distance from the door got farther and farther away, her body recovered from the translucent state.

"Jiu, are you alright...Jiu?" He whispered in a coaxing voice, only to find that she had closed her eyes and passed out.

He made Ajiu lie flat on the ground, took off the backpack and placed it under her head.

I don't know how long I slept. After feeling that I regained control of all sensory perceptions, Ajiu opened her eyes with some difficulty, her vision was a little blurred, she adjusted the focus of her eyes, and saw Zhang Qiling's face.

"Zhang... Qiling?" She tried to turn her head and found that she was resting on Zhang Qiling's backpack.She tried to stand up with her arms, but the sudden pain in her head made her give up this move.

"What's wrong with me?" She closed her eyes and put the back of her right hand on her eyes.

Her brain began to turn slowly, she seemed to follow Zhang Qiling into Yunding Tiangong, and then all the way down, at the bottom, she saw...

Zhang Qiling watched as her hands covering her eyes trembled and her eyelids drooped.

He stretched out his hand, and lightly shook the white and icy skin, but she held it back.

"Can't go...can't go in..." she whispered, her voice hoarse.

"Jiu..." Zhang Qiling held her hand tightly, wanting to comfort her.But Ah Jiu's tone suddenly became a little excited, and she sat up all of a sudden: "No, there is..."

"Jiu." He interrupted her and said calmly, "If you are tired, come back and have a rest."

Ajiu looked at his eyes that were as indifferent as water, the pure black pupils were like a clear spring, which calmed the turmoil in her heart.

She covered her face with one hand and calmed down, but she couldn't forget the scene she just saw.

If you are tired, come back and take a rest.

In the last scene, she seemed to see herself burned in the fire of the red lotus.

—Forgive me, Nine.

Who spoke those words?

"Zhang Qiling." She raised her head and looked directly at him: "Will you come out again?"

Once in there, will you come out?

Silently, the two had their own concerns, but they looked into each other's eyes without evasion.

She thought she needed a promise, and also an opportunity for her to continue to exist.

Although things are up to now, nothing will be gained by revisiting the old things.

But still a little bit, I understand Zhang Qiling's mood.

"En." After a long time, he gave a syllable, his voice was small but firm.

Looking at the ghost seal tightly held in Zhang Qiling's hand, she smiled: "Okay, I believe you."

If you are tired, come back.

Anywhere, anytime.

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The fighting war in front of the bronze gate is not over yet, the roar and neighing of the guns turned this place into a battlefield.Thousands of years later, the descendants who rediscovered here fought bloody struggles with the guards just like the Jurchens back then.

Natural selection, survival of the fittest.

And these human-faced birds are obviously creatures standing at the top of the food chain.

Only in the face of an enemy with overwhelming power can human beings realize their own insignificance and powerlessness.

Wu Xie and Fatty struggled, and their sense of survival made them use their last bit of strength to fight the monkeys that jumped out of their beaks.

Outside the mountains, families were reunited together, fireworks lit up the sky, and the cities and villages were filled with joy and laughter. As the hands of the big clock approached 12, the long bell rang at midnight, reverberating across the entire continent, announcing a new era. The coming of the year.

With the ringing of the bell, the lowest part of the Tiangong suddenly shook, and the human skin on the crack of the huge bronze door pricked and all fell off.

Slowly, the door opened a small crack, and it was pitch black behind the door.

Wu Xie and the fat man stared dumbfounded at the gate of hell opening wider and wider, and at the same time, a wave of clouds and green smoke floated out of it, quickly filling the air.

The Yin soldier who sees once in a thousand years borrowed the way.

"This... ghost army?" Wu Xie couldn't speak, the fat man squeezed his shoulder fiercely, and pointed forward.

Zhang Qiling was dressed in broken armor from the Yin and Shang dynasties, and walked in the middle of the team with the black gold ancient knife on his back that never left his body.His footsteps stopped, as if he had discovered the existence of the two dumbfounded.

Turn around and smile slightly.

That expression seemed to be farewell, which made Wu Xie feel that he was separated from them forever.

He says--

"Goodbye."

The first volume "Jun Yan" is over