Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

"Ow~"

Suddenly, a shrill howl was heard, as if it was about to break through the sky.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Qi Tiezui howling and sitting up straight from the ground, his eyes wide open, staring straight ahead. When he saw the smiling figure standing in front of him, he was stunned. For a moment, he was a little dazed and thought he was still in a dream. He said with a rather resentful and pitiful expression: "Madam, I washed my feet before going to bed yesterday!"

lady??!

This sudden word "Madam" was like a bolt from the blue, hitting everyone's heart hard, causing everyone to look at him sideways. They cursed Qi Tiezui, the shameless guy, for coveting the Zhang family! / Peeping at his juicy cabbage! !

"Hey~ Zui Zui, you're doing great. Everyone is struggling amidst the dangers and is covered in wounds. You've already finished your job as a groom. I don't know who this 'beautiful bride' you're talking about is~ I don't usually hear you talk about it, so why are you hiding it from us guys~"

"No...no no no, it's not..." Qi Tiezui came to his senses, his ears turned red, and he stammered for a long time without being able to explain.

Zhang Xingxing was so amused by Qi Tiezui's useless look that most of the depressed mood in his chest dissipated. After all, that might just be a possible dream, and there would always be a solution to everything that happened afterwards.

She glanced at Zhang Qishan inadvertently, and looked at the red slap mark on Zhang Qishan's face, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise. The last trace of depression in her heart also dissipated. Now everything has not happened yet, and there is still room for recovery.

She should think carefully about how to change the endings she has seen and save the young man trapped in the nursing home.

"You..." Why are you looking at me? Zhang Qishan, who felt Zhang Xingxing's realization, felt strange. He thought about the question he wanted to ask, but he couldn't ask it because of the bad atmosphere around him. Instead, he thought of the scene he had seen before and asked, "Are you the Saint of the Zhang Family?"

Zhang Xingxing rolled his eyes when he heard this, waved his hands and said, "Didn't I tell you my name before? Well, I think I was quite famous in the Zhang family before, so you didn't know? But that was in the past. Now... No, I'm just Zhang Xingxing."

Is it just Zhang Xingxing?

Then it should have nothing to do with the clan leader...

Zhang Qishan looked at Zhang Xingxing's delicate profile and sighed in his heart. From the first moment he saw her, he could feel that she had many secrets and was a unique person. It turned out to be true!

"It's a new era now, why are you still looking up old calendars from the old era? Tsk tsk tsk, the title of Saint is not safe. People will hunt you down in your early years. In a few years, you will be forced to feed pigs in the mountains. No, no, I'm still hoping to make a fortune and go home."

Zhang Xingxing muttered a few words to himself, and suddenly he heard Zhang Rishan, who had been in a daze before, suddenly clasped his fists and said in a low voice: "Greetings, Saint, please forgive me..." Before Zhang Rishan could bow and apologize, Zhang Xingxing covered his mouth with his hand and scolded him in a low voice.

"Keep your voice down, is this some glorious thing??!"

Zhang Rishan, who had received a feudal elite education since childhood, opened his eyes wide: ???

How can the Zhang family be so shameful when they are so powerful? This is too different from what the Master said... Does the Saint want to abandon the Zhang family? (o﹏o.)

Zhang Rishan opened his mouth to persuade her, but Zhang Xingxing held his hand tighter. "Don't call me Saint, call me Xingxing or Zhang Xingxing. My friends all call me that, so you should call me that in the future too," Zhang Xingxing said firmly.

So...did she say we were friends?

Zhang Rishan smelled the faint aroma of pears nearby and felt a little thirsty. His throat moved slightly and the aroma became stronger with his breath, accompanied by a fresh scent of soil, as if he was in the arms of nature. He was in a trance and missed the complaints that Zhang Xingxing was mumbling.

"Good fellow, if you scream twice more, I'm afraid the whole world will know. You really want to harm me, hiss, as the old saying goes, I'm not afraid of god-like opponents, I'm afraid of pig-like teammates..."

When Zhang Xingxing thought about his miserable future of wearing tattered clothes and feeding pigs, he felt dizzy and had no desire to live.