Tomb Raider: What kind of heroine is she?

In this dark and claustrophobic room, time seemed to blur. For Zhang Xingxing, every minute and every second passed quickly, yet seemed very long.

At first, she kept calling out to her second brother, trying to keep him awake and get some response.

However, before long, the replies that once gave her some comfort gradually disappeared, and were replaced only by the increasingly weak breathing of her second brother.

Later, Er Yuehong suddenly developed a high fever and his body was shaking violently. Zhang Xingxing hugged her second brother tightly but was helpless, her heart filled with fear and helplessness. When she stared at the black lines on her second brother's arm that continued to spread to his chest, an unprecedented despair surged in her heart.

At that moment, Zhang Xingxing seemed to come to her senses, as if she had just woken up from a dream. She kept praying in her heart, who can save them? But the surroundings were still silent, and no outside help or hope came.

Zhang Xingxing silently lowered her head and looked at the ground, only to see her blood-stained skirt like a sad and beautiful flower. Her pale and haggard face revealed endless despair.

Suddenly, she was surprised to find that the hem of her skirt stained with blood was surprisingly intact, without any trace of holes caused by those hateful insects!

Her heartbeat became more and more intense, as if it was about to jump out of her throat. So, she stood up without hesitation, quickly picked up the extremely sharp dagger at hand, cut her palm with force, and found a secluded corner where ants gathered, and sprinkled the blood drop by drop on the ground.

An amazing scene happened: at the moment the blood dripped, the original ants seemed to be extremely frightened and immediately fled in all directions.

At this moment, a clear thought came to her mind - her blood seemed to have some magical power!

Zhang Xingxing ran to his second brother's side without hesitation, fearing that he would delay for even a second.

Then she carefully dripped the blood still flowing from her palm into his mouth. Then, she focused her attention on the black lines spreading on her second brother's body, praying for a miracle to happen.

"Please...you must make it work...please..."

It seemed as if God heard her sincere prayers, and the effect was immediate!

The black lines on Er Yuehong's body gradually faded at an astonishing speed, and his body no longer trembled as violently as before. Seeing all this, Zhang Xingxing finally breathed a sigh of relief, but her tense nerves suddenly relaxed at this moment, coupled with excessive blood loss, she felt a blackout before her eyes, and then fainted on her second brother's body.

Fortunately...

When Er Yuehong woke up, he felt as if a heavy mountain was pressing down on him, making it almost impossible for him to breathe. He used all his strength to pry open his eyelids with difficulty, and his vision gradually became clear.

The first thing that caught his eye was his favorite disciple pressing on him. Just as he was about to smile, he felt a fishy taste in his mouth. His heart tightened and he frowned in confusion.

He hurriedly touched the corner of his mouth with his hand, and felt something sticky and wet. When he pulled his hand back in front of his eyes, he saw that his fingertips were stained with bright red blood!

Er Yuehong was startled and quickly scanned his body, finding no new wounds. Then, his eyes fell on Zhang Xingxing's still bleeding hands and the bloodstains around him that did not belong to him, and he had a guess in his mind.

Without time to think, Er Yuehong reached out and tore off a piece of clothing to try to bandage Zhang Xingxing's injured hand. However, at this moment, Zhang Xingxing woke up from the pain.

"Brother, you're awake. Are you still having a fever?"

As she spoke, Zhang Xingxing wanted to use her hand to feel the temperature of his forehead. The moment she raised her left hand, she realized that her hand was still being bandaged by her second brother. Thinking of the special nature of her blood, Zhang Xingxing immediately withdrew her hand and wanted to bandage it herself to cover up the abnormality on her body. Er Yuehong glanced at her, withdrew the hand that had just bandaged Zhang Xingxing, and watched Zhang Xingxing wrap up her left hand without saying a word.

She changed to her right hand and touched her second brother's forehead. The fever subsided and Zhang Xingxing finally felt relieved.

Then, after Er Yuehong had packed up, she was about to take Zhang Xingxing out. She saw Er Yuehong flick a bead to open the door mechanism, and then the two of them supported each other and walked out.

The moment Zhang Xingxing saw the sunlight, the dazzling white light made her squint involuntarily, but the strong light still hurt her eyes, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

It’s great that I survived.

The next moment, when she was about to share this joy with her second brother beside her, she suddenly felt a black screen before she turned her head. Then she was caught by a pair of broad arms, and her consciousness gradually blurred.