Tomb Raider: As a cannon fodder, I started to play badly

The group of people kept working hard on their journey in silence, and they actually arrived much earlier than expected.

The mountain stands there, quietly looking down at everyone who arrives here, like a judge, or a compassionate god. As an outsider, it quietly watches everything in front of it.

Bai Ran stood at the foot of the mountain. Unlike his busy men and the Nine Gates people who were making arrangements, he just stood at the foot of the mountain, looking out of place in this chaotic world. Dressed in white, he was not a target of dust.

Hei Xiazi stood in front of a tree not far away, leaning against the tree, quietly looking at Bai Ran in front of him. All the people coming and going in front of him were just looking at Bai Ran's back. Bai Ran never liked the color white. Maybe it was because of the traditional Chinese thinking that white was stained with sad but sacred emotions, and was easily affected by the outside world. If you didn't pay attention, you could be recognized by others. Moreover, for Bai Ran, those chaotic days left a deep mark in his soul, so he really didn't like that glaring color.

Hei Xiazi suddenly realized that Bai Ran actually suited the color white, the kind of suitability he didn't like. He suppressed his desire to move forward, but he couldn't restrain his eyes that were always looking in that direction.

Zhang Qilin sat quietly on a big rock, his black gold ancient knife leaning against him, he carefully polished the black gold ancient knife. But the look in his eyes that looked at Bai Ran from time to time could not deceive anyone.

Under everyone's secret attention, Master Xie Jiu approached Bai Ran. He stood beside Bai Ran, looked at the mountain in front of him, and asked, "Second Master wants me to ask you, are you still following the previous arrangement?"

Bai Ran turned his head and looked at the man in front of him, as if the previous unpleasant parting was just a joke. He said hoarsely: "No, I'll go in front!" According to the previous arrangement, the so-called expert brought by Zhang Qishan was the one who walked in front. After hearing this, Master Xie Jiu didn't react much. He just looked at the mountain and asked: "Really?"

Bai Ran did not say anything else, but disappeared without a trace. Perhaps, he no longer cared, perhaps, he was reminding someone, or perhaps, he never thought that this could be leaked.

Master Xie Jiu was not angry, but there was a flash of solemnity and seriousness in the depths of his eyes. He looked at the ignorant crowd and sighed. Especially for Hei Xiazi, who knew only half of the story, his eyes paused and he didn't know what to say at this moment.

When the wind rises, is it the mountain sighing?

Zhang Qishan learned the news from Mr. Xie Jiu and said nothing. He just gave some instructions to Adjutant Zhang and then sent the guest away.

It took a whole day to get everything ready. Only after everything was confirmed to be foolproof did Zhang Qishan ask everyone to relax for a night. No one was polite because this might be the last party of their lives.

Bai Ran rarely showed up. He squatted beside a campfire. Chen Pi came up to him and said, "Are you looking for me?"

"Sorry!" Perhaps it was because he hadn't spoken for too long, Bai Ran still seemed a little uncomfortable.

"Are you talking to me?" Chen Pi pressed on, "You changed my memory, and finally realized that you were wrong?"

Bai Ran shook his head and didn't say anything. He just stared at the bonfire in front of him. The flames were jumping on the firewood, reveling in the wind. Chen Pi suppressed his inexplicable anger. He snorted coldly and left.

Bai Ran said to Hei Xia Zi, who had stood behind him without him noticing, "Help me protect him!"

How can some things be given up so easily?