Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

Zhang Xingxing gradually accepted the reality and walked around the space. She found some clothes, which might have been placed there by the original owner. She randomly chose a yellow dress and put it on her naked body. She also found some dry food, but it was a pity that it had grown mold and gone bad.

She felt that this was not the real world, but maybe the Mizi space in some cultivation novel. But the question was, would she be trapped here? Could she get out?

Zhang Xingxing collapsed on the ground, thinking how she wanted to go out, and disappeared out of thin air the next second.

I landed with a thud, my butt landed on the ground, huh? It was soft, it didn't hurt. No, there seemed to be someone under me, ah, this, maybe, possibly, probably maybe hit a poor guy. In an instant, a group of noisy male voices shouted into my ears.

"Red Boss"

"No, it's okay. Miss, ahem. Can you get off me?"

A gentle and polite male voice came from beneath him, but Zhang Xingxing always felt that there was some danger in it.

So she quickly stood up and pulled the person up, and immediately wanted to reach out to brush off the dust on the green coat the person was wearing. The moment she saw the green coat, a young man who loved to wear green in the bamboo forest seemed to appear in front of her, and she shouted out.

"Bro."

After she finished shouting, she was confused. What the hell, did she travel through time and memory? Or did the original owner of this body still not leave? She silently called the owner of this body several times, but there was no response. Zhang Xingxing was relieved that the original soul of this body was probably gone. She thought that she would take good care of this body and its family, which was a little comforting.

Zhang Xingxing came back to her senses and stared at the face in front of her carefully. She couldn't help but secretly admire: Wow, what a beautiful and charming face. However, she soon realized that this face was different from the cold and fairy-like face in her memory. And from the age point of view, it was completely different. The person in her memory was obviously a young man, but the one in front of her was a man in his prime. Obviously, the goods are not the same. Ahem. A bit embarrassed. Zhang Xingxing apologized quickly.

"Um, big brother, I'm sorry, I called you the wrong name. Where are you?"

Before Er Yuehong could respond, a man in black with a pointed face and monkey-like appearance jumped out impatiently and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Ha, you ignorant little girl, the person standing in front of you is the famous boss of Changsha City - Er Yuehong! You don't even recognize him!"

Hearing this, Er Yuehong coughed twice. The man immediately shut his mouth and dared not say another word. Er Yuehong bowed slightly and asked Zhang Xingxing.

"I am Er Yuehong, the owner of the Hong Family Troupe. Many of my subordinates have offended you. I don't know your name. Why are you here?"

The man in front of him had a handsome face, bright eyes, a gentle and polite voice, and a graceful figure. It can be said that he was a very powerful young lady killer in both modern and ancient times, and he won the hearts of many women.

Zhang Xingxing is also an ordinary female college student, and of course she is no exception. Her heartbeat quickened with excitement for this face. Of course, she thought, what a handsome and great face, wouldn't it be a great profit in the cosplay circle? If she added some more wheat bran, she could just lie down and count the money.

Er Yuehong, who was being stared at, felt a chill down his spine and had a bad premonition. It felt like he was going to be sold out and have to count money for others.

Zhang Xingxing, who was still dreaming about making money, suddenly realized a serious problem. She had traveled through time, and listening to this humanistic speech, she felt that she was not in the modern era, but very old-fashioned. She couldn't even touch the cosplay circle, and she couldn't make any money. At this moment, a great money-making plan that benefited mankind was aborted.

All of a sudden, Er Yuehong saw that the girl in front of him, who had just been staring at him with shining eyes, suddenly seemed to have all her strength drained away, and the bright light in her eyes disappeared completely.

Ah? Er Yuehong didn't understand, and it wasn't that he was narcissistic. Although he wasn't a peerless handsome man, he could at least be called a man of elegance and outstanding temperament! After all, there were so many people around him who were fascinated by his face, and he knew all of this.

But the person in front of him looked depressed after staring at him for a long time... Could it be that his appearance had deteriorated because he had to sleep in the open air in the tomb? This was the first time that Er Yuehong had some appearance anxiety.