Tomb Raider Bronze Door Twins

After Yan Bucun finished speaking these speculations, the piled-up bones finally became an indestructible tower. The remaining flesh and blood were also refined by the white phosphorus stored in the wall. Finally, they were attracted by the power of the dragon scales, and the oily wax crawled towards the bone pile autonomously.

They looked like a bunch of pickled things, or like worms.

The dissection, scaling and burning of corpse wax were being carried out simultaneously. Everyone could clearly see their flesh disintegrating bit by bit, tearing into pieces, and becoming unrecognizable... Fatty and Wu Yu turned their heads away at the same time, retching uncontrollably. Xie Yuchen also looked a little unhappy, but he still insisted on handing them water first. Even Huo Daof tightly grasped his medical kit, as if the pain was in his own body, and felt angry at such brutal means.

This is an insult to life. Even if these people suffered the consequences after the transaction because they could not pay the price, they are not guilty of the death penalty.

"The crime does not deserve death." Huo Dafu recited these words. As a doctor, he personally saw these people die one after another in the most miserable and painful way. He shook his head and closed his eyes, as if he did not have any strength to watch anymore. He repeated, "The crime does not deserve death..."

The young man heard what Huo Daofu said, and looked at Wu Yu and the fat man retching, but he was still reluctant to miss the information belonging to the power behind the door, and turned back to continue reading, so he directly pushed the two of them behind him, and then spoke, but the tone was unquestionable, "Don't look back."

Wu Yu took the water from Xie Yuchen and drank several mouthfuls of it. His face turned pale. He leaned on the shoulder of the fat man, who was also feeling nauseous because his fellow man was killed. Wu Yu swallowed the sour water that was still oozing out with difficulty, and replied after a long while.

"I don't want to watch it anymore, I don't want to watch it anymore..." After Wu Yu finished speaking, he felt nauseous again.

People always have a certain sense of fear towards certain things, especially Wu Xie, who is the same type of person as those people. This deepens his fear about his own ending.

After all, he himself was also doing this for some purpose.

And the trader who made a wish.

Wu Yu suddenly felt annoyed. Why did he have such an idea? ! But this fleeting thought made him immediately turn his head to look at Zhang Qiling. The other party's body, which was forcibly supported, was still trembling slightly. The hidden injuries in his body from killing the dragon still existed, but Zhang Qiling was trying his best to suppress it and pretended not to care.

Wu Di looked at him with heartache. Over the years, Wu Di had been investigating the mystery of his life experience. However, the information brought by Yan Bucun was that Zhang Qiling was definitely created and he could not have appeared out of thin air. However, the word "materialization" actually appeared very early. Even Yan Xiaonan reminded Yan Bucun that the people he cherished would disappear because of his actions, and would be forced to bear all the bad consequences because of his arrogance in slaying the dragon.

Everything has a price, everything has a cause and an effect.

Such an established anchor point made Wu Yu want to immediately know what was filling Zhang Qiling's mind. Apart from the past, the present and the future, and the unknown secrets, how much did he still remember?

But he didn't want to really face the fact that Zhang Qiling had materialized. He just wanted the peace to last a little longer. But he also wanted Zhang Qiling to speak, with tenderness in his eyes, and say to himself:

Wu Di, I am very grateful that you brought me into this world.

But at the same time, Wu Yu felt that he was too narcissistic. What ability and what qualifications did he have to make Qi Ling, who had given everything, say thank you to him, the evil person who kept hurting him?

He couldn't let Zhang Qiling suffer from Stockholm syndrome. He said: Wu Yu, the harm you have done to me is justified. I thank you for every scar you have inflicted on me...

It is because of this pain that I understand,

What a terrible thing it is that I am alive.

Wu Yu could only be thankful in his heart that Zhang Qiling had lost all his memories due to retrograde amnesia the moment he and the young man collided with the bronze door. If he were asked to talk about it now, he probably wouldn't be able to come up with anything useful.

And now, perhaps it was Wu Di's stubbornness in thinking over and over that caused his gaze at Zhang Qiling to be too scorching. Zhang Qiling, who noticed this gaze, quickly turned his head. Even his hand holding the handle of the knife trembled because of Wu Di's complicated expression. He could accept all love and hate, and could clearly see whether a person was hostile to him, but he could not clearly perceive what Wu Di was thinking at this moment.

That look was mixed with too many things, exploration, temptation, and an indescribable desire.

eager?

When this word popped up in Zhang Qiling's mind, he suddenly felt that he was crazy. How could he feel that Wu Yu had such a desire for him? He must be crazy! This made him twist the corner of his clothes unbearably, but he found that this was a subconscious action that Xiao Cundai kept because he got used to his body.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he had always been an imitator. He used to imitate the little brother's every move, and now he even did not let go of the disappeared Xiaocun.

He really felt that he was extremely hateful.

But Wu Yu continued to look at him, as if he was a guy worthy of Wu Yu's appreciation, observation, and concern... Zhang Qiling didn't know how to respond to Wu Yu and could only nod slightly, but this simple action was different from the way he treated Yan Bucun.

His eyes were bright, and as he stood in front of the faint blue light emitted by the dragon scales in the bone tower, his eyes were brighter than that of the dragon scales, a firm and reassuring presence.

"Qi Ling, you..." Wu Yu didn't care about the current environment. Anyway, Yan Bu Cun would analyze the information left by the ghost. He wanted Zhang Qi Ling to rest and stop this extreme and paranoid protection that had always been for no reason and seemed to have already determined the truth, just because the young son loved his mother. He never considered himself.

Qi Ling, please take a break. Don't fight for me anymore. Don't sacrifice all your time and the rest of your life for the safety of everyone.

Zhang Qiling thought Wu Yu had something important to say. He suppressed the dull pain in his body and took a step forward. Suddenly, he heard a vibration behind him. He turned around and found that it was not a photo! It was the dragon scales in the real bone pile trembling, causing the entire space to begin to be unable to bear the pressure and was shaking continuously!!!

At the same time, the image-retaining bead in Yan Bucun's arms quickly lost its luster. Zhang Qiling immediately lit the lighter upon seeing this, but it was obvious that the dragon scales that had escaped from the human bone cage were more eye-catching at this time.

The bone tower collapsed, and the dragon scales in the air were woven into a snake shape by an unknown force. However, its scales were obviously not enough, which made it shake its head like a living snake. Then, it lowered its head, grabbed two leg bones with its mouth, swung them up, tilted its head, and the bones instantly inserted into the gaps in the scales on top of its head, making it climb down inch by inch from the bones that had collapsed into a flat hill, like a well-dressed emperor.

Until it tilted its head and began to sniff the fire in Zhang Qiling's hand. It did not have a soft snake tongue, but only scales that were harder than armor. Therefore, when it became curious about Zhang Qiling's lighter, it would only use its head to nudge it, like a spirit animal, acting solely on instinct.

The flame was rubbed towards Zhang Qiling's knuckles. Yan Bucun quickly pried Zhang Qiling's hands apart and threw the lighter at the fake dragon made of dragon scales. Unfortunately, the lighter rolled easily on its pure white scales and fell into the flattened bones, instantly igniting the corpse wax condensed on it.

In an instant, flames shot up into the sky. The Panlong on the pillar had no eyes, but seemed to feel the steaming heat, so it made a shrill sound. The pseudo-dragon on the ground was not uncomfortable with the heat. It irritably shook its long tail and looked up in confusion. It had no eyes and no hearing, but it just shook its tail at the Panlong pillar that roared the loudest.

But the force was so great that the bottom of the pillar broke off in an instant. As the first pillar collapsed, everyone realized that the fake dragon was about to attack the remaining coiled dragons, and they immediately shot at the fake dragon regardless of the consequences.

It had no spine to support it, and only an unknown force was holding its tail, so its tail was easily shattered to the ground by bullets, but it slowly reassembled itself the next moment.

"This is the last trick that thing has left! The dragon scales contain its remaining power, or soul. What you said, Hei Xiazi, is right. I have indeed fallen into his trap." Yan Bucun immediately pulled Zhang Qiling away. "It knew I would come, so it used me to rebuild its body outside. It used these people's wishes to complete its own immortality! Its intelligence is higher than we think."

“Don’t sigh!” Hei Xia Zi felt like a lot of useless foam was spit on his face by Yan Bucun’s combo, but in fact, he was not very close to Yan Bucun… so he reminded, “Just tell me how to deal with it!!!”

"I saw in Yan Guangxian's scroll that the Kirin Fire can destroy all living things in the world. Aqi and Zhang Qiling, I need your help. I will fix it and burn it to death!" Yan Bucun said quickly.

This caused the fat man to fire two shots in a row in a crisis situation, but he still took a break from his busy schedule and became very curious. "Comrade Bu Cun, if I have time, I should really take a look at the scroll of Yan Guangshan you mentioned. Why does it feel like there is everything in it? How could he have such a good thing and you steal it so easily?"

"Maybe, it's because Yan Guangxian knew that he couldn't betray it, so he deliberately left it to Yan Bugun, preparing to let him kill the god on his behalf?" Chao Xu said lightly, as if this was the fact.

Maybe he's right.

Everyone thought so, and then Zhao Xu took another look at the fake dragon, as if he saw through it, "Anyway, I think with Yan Guangshan's character, he can be absolutely loyal and obedient to a creature, which will only make the other party be able to control his life at will. He is conceited and arrogant. If his life is tied to an unstable guy for a long time, and he does not resist, then he is not himself."

Yan Bucun did not reply immediately, but just ran. Taking advantage of the brief time when the pseudo-dragon was unable to move after everyone broke its tail, he quickly wrapped the red line around the remaining pillars.

"So you think that everyone now is actually on the united front?" When Xie Yuchen asked, he did not give the fake dragon a chance to breathe. He fired quickly and accurately, hitting the fake dragon so hard that its scales fell off.

Chao Xu shook his head and glanced at Qing Ru, whose skin was slightly mottled like a paper figurine soaked in water. For the first time, a smile appeared on his lips, but not towards his brother. "I didn't say that. After all, some people pray to gods, while others kill gods. Who can say for sure?"