Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

Soon, seeing that Zhang Rishan had calmed down and no longer called him "Saint Maiden", Zhang Xingxing carefully reminded him not to call him the wrong name, and then slowly let go of his hand. At the moment of letting go, Zhang Xingxing inadvertently caught a glimpse of a large black handprint on Zhang Rishan's face!

Zhang Xingxing's expression twisted for a moment, but then she adjusted her expression very quickly, quickly concealing her inner guilt, and then pretended to be calm and guiltily turned her head to the side, pretending that nothing had happened.

Well, she doesn't know.

"Oh my goodness, this is truly a masterpiece."

At the same time, Qi Tiezui on the other side finally found Qing Wuzi's coffin. He was so excited that he danced with joy and shouted loudly, attracting everyone's attention. Hearing his shouting, everyone moved, but one person did not come forward immediately, and that person was Zhang Xingxing.

At this time, Zhang Xingxing was looking at the huge meteorite with her head slightly tilted, staring at it quietly, motionless, like a sculpture. She slowly lowered her head and shifted her gaze to her palm. The palm that had been bloodstained due to the injury had now completely recovered and became white and smooth.

She heard everyone's speculation about Qing Wuzi's empty hands, but she seemed to have not heard them. She lowered her head silently, pretending not to hear them. At the same time, she clenched the small meteorite that she had just taken away while everyone was unconscious.

From the moment she held the meteorite, Zhang Xingxing clearly felt a continuous stream of powerful energy flowing into her body through her palm. She felt like a new person, not only energetic and refreshed, but also her mind became exceptionally clear. The vague sounds and scenes in the past could be easily captured at this moment. Even though they were far apart, she could still clearly hear the whispers of several people.

This might be her chance to go home.

Maybe it's like collecting all seven dragon balls and making a wish? ?

Thinking of this, Zhang Xingxing's heart began to beat violently involuntarily, and an irrepressible excitement and expectation surged into her heart like a tide. Although this guess might sound absurd and unbelievable to others, at this moment, she firmly chose to believe that everything in the world is possible. So, she decided without hesitation to hide this mysterious meteorite and conceal it from the world.

She walked to the corner, bent down, and sat down next to the young man in women's clothing who had just been placed there unconscious. Her eyes fell on the corners of Zhang Qiling's mouth that were slightly raised in coma. Zhang Xingxing's heart softened, but she was very reluctant to wake him up.

If my previous speculation was correct, then the influence of that strange meteorite seemed to be closely related to the degree of regret that a person wanted to make up for deep in his heart. In other words, the stronger the unfulfilled wish and the greater the regret in a person's heart, the more obvious the influence of the meteorite would be.

So what is your wish come true, brother?

As Zhang Xingxing was thinking, her eyelids slowly closed uncontrollably. After a while, their heads leaned against each other and they fell into a drowsy sleep.

Now even if the sky falls, it won’t stop her from taking a nap.