Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

Seeing Zhang Xingxing's eyes glowing green and his hands rubbing together excitedly, with the uncontrollable excitement and eagerness in his eyes almost overflowing, and his excited look of being eager to put it into practice, Ah San couldn't help but take two steps back.

Hiss, it looks like he is going to eat him. Oh no, if you dare to hit the clan leader, then you might as well cut him into pieces and eat him!!!

Ah San's eyes were blank as he thought and thought, his whole body almost broke. Zhang Xingxing looked at Ah San's expression as if the sky was falling and he looked very miserable, and inexplicably there was a sense of strange satisfaction in his heart, and he was in an unexpectedly good mood.

Perhaps it was because Ah San's painful expression was mixed with a hint of indulgence and helplessness; or perhaps it was the unique beauty of his long, black eyelashes that were trembling like butterfly wings, showing a fragile yet strong beauty; or perhaps it was the sharp contrast between his slightly soft, fine long hair and his unruly, sharp face, and the visual impact brought about by the extreme contrast... In short, all these elements were intertwined together, and in Zhang Xingxing's eyes they miraculously blended into a different kind of beauty.

All in all, to sum it up, she was blinded by beauty.

The young man pursed his lips, stretched out a slender and powerful hand, and easily grabbed the arrogant Zhang Xingxing back to his side like an eagle catching a chick. Then, he stretched out his other hand without hesitation, firmly pressed on Zhang Xingxing's shaking little head, and said in a low voice: "Be honest."

Hearing this scolding, Zhang Xingxing, who had been jumping up and down and acting recklessly, instantly became like a deflated ball. She lowered her head obediently and responded weakly, "Oh..." At this moment, she didn't dare to act rashly anymore. She could only stay where she was listlessly and honestly, not daring to move.

Normally, there are only two ways to break this illusion: first, find and directly destroy those real objects that can affect people's senses and thinking; second, find a way to make the people in the illusion regain consciousness, so that they can break through the constraints of the illusion from the inside with their own strength.

But now it is like looking for a needle in a haystack to find that strange stone from outer space. It is almost impossible, so we can only choose the second option...

The young man thought for a moment, and quietly untied the protective device of the mysterious long sword that he was holding tightly in his arms. He saw it flashing with cold light, and the blade was extremely sharp, as if it could easily cut through everything in the world. While holding his breath and staring, the young man took a deep breath, and then resolutely moved his other free hand slowly towards the blade that could cut iron like mud...

A hand quickly stopped the young man's hand, and Zhang Xingxing's anxious voice sounded: "Young man, what are you doing!" After successfully stopping the young man, Zhang Xingxing breathed a sigh of relief. When she saw the young man looking at her questioningly, she continued with a worried look: "Young man, are you okay?"

The boy shook his head, not understanding why he asked that. Zhang Xingxing restrained his expression and said seriously, "It's okay~ Just eat Liuliumei~~ No, I mean it's great that you're okay. You don't even know how scary you were just now. You stared at your knife without saying a word, just like those people in the storybooks whose souls were sucked away by evil knife spirits. It was very scary."

The guy who was suddenly accused of being kidnapped by an evil spirit was very upset:...

The young man made a prompt decision, fearing that there would be more bizarre guesses, and stated his guesses and plans. Zhang Xingxing nodded thoughtfully after listening, and then, he took the knife and cut the young man's hand cleanly, and then cut his own palm.

"Okay, little brother. You have a cut on your hand, and now I have a cut on my hand too. Do you know what this is called?" Zhang Xingxing said mysteriously.

"what?"

"This is what we call a couple!!" Zhang Xingxing laughed as he recalled the clichés he had seen in modern times. He raised his hand and said with a smile.

Bro:......

Ah San:......

So cold~