Tomb Raiders: She Comes from the Ancient Martial Arts World

Clearly, tonight is a perfect night for heart-to-heart talks.

In the middle of the night, Wu Xie was tired from keeping watch, so he casually found a sand dune to sit on. Boss Ma strolled over and asked Wu Xie, "What are you thinking about?"

Wu Xie recalled Ling Yue's words and those bewitching eyes: "Do you really believe that the things in Gutongjing can help you?"

Wu Xie didn't know whether Boss Ma had ulterior motives or was unintentionally chosen by Su Nan and his group, but he always hoped that innocent people could stay far away from him.

This is a vortex that no one can escape once they get involved.

However, Mr. Ma was determined to get the gemstone. He tried to see through Wu Xie's heart: "I admire your patience. You are very good at pretending. You look like an ordinary person, but there is no desire in your eyes that an ordinary person should have."

Wu Xie smiled, casually lowering her eyes, thinking: Actually, I also want something.

She used to take the young man back and help him live a normal life.

Now, he...

Wu Xie looked up at the stars in the sky, found the few that Ling Yue had carefully drawn earlier, and a helpless bitter smile appeared on his lips.

In fact, when it comes to understanding people's hearts, Ling Yue is much better than Mr. Ma.

Mr. Ma is ultimately viewing him, or rather, them, from the perspective of an ordinary person.

Ling Yue, however, was observing and speculating about him discreetly when he needed him, and at the same time, without either him or Hei Xiazi knowing, he quickly gained enough leverage.

I don't know if I should feel honored to be cared for by her in this way.

However, as long as she wasn't lying to him, all the leverage she held was in his favor.

Wu Xie sighed, grabbed a handful of sand, held it up, and watched as the sand in his hand mercilessly flowed away little by little because of his effort.

Perhaps this was something she had anticipated.

He should rethink where he should place Ling Yue in his game, but his heart felt inexplicably cold and empty, like a desert at night.

By the afternoon of the second day, almost everyone had reached their limit.

Mr. Ma had lost his patience and ordered his men to grab knives, intending to use force against Ma Ri.

Perhaps because of the bottle of wine from last night, Ma Rila quickly hid behind Ling Yue.

Ling Yue frowned, drew his bamboo cane, and stood in front of Ma Rila without saying a word, but his meaning was clear.

Boss Ma looked at Ling Yue with a gloomy face: "Ling Yue, what do you mean?"

He always considered Ling Yue to be one of his people.

Wu Xie advised from the side, "Boss Ma, we can only survive by relying on Ma Rila now."

Boss Ma gritted his teeth, glanced at Wu Xie and Ling Yue, and ultimately said nothing more. Instead, he urged Ma Rila, "If we can't find Hai Zi today, no matter who comes, it won't make a difference!"

Ma Rila tugged at Ling Yue's clothes and nodded timidly, "We can find it! We can definitely find it! I can already smell the lake, it's right ahead!" He really needs water too, you know!

Since that's the case, we have no choice but to keep going.

However, Marila's words did give everyone a boost of confidence.

After walking for a while, several members of the crew stumbled and fell. Old Mai was about to lose his temper. Ma Rila felt the wind blowing in their face and his expression changed slightly: "Damn it! A sandstorm is coming! Run!"

He was about to run away when Wu Xie grabbed him, saying, "It's too late! Quickly find a sand dune to hide in!"

Originally intending to take the opportunity to escape, Ma Rila glanced at Ling Yue, who had turned to protect Li Cu and seek refuge in the sand dunes, and stamped her foot in frustration: "Oh dear, oh dear, forget it! Let's hide!"

If it weren't for Ling Yue's kindness in giving him a drink and his protection earlier, Ma Rila would have run away immediately.

None of these people are easy to get along with; if we stay any longer, we might not make it home alive.

However, despite his cowardice, Ma Rila is a grateful person, especially towards his benefactor who was willing to secretly give him the wine he had hidden away.

Others can be lost, but benefactors cannot be lost!

The overwhelming yellow sand, carried by the fierce wind, pierced straight into people's eyes, ears, mouths, and noses.

Ling Yue shielded Li Cu beneath him, arching his back slightly to give Li Cu some breathing space in his arms.

Holding his head in his hands, he endured the onslaught of sand when suddenly a weight settled on his back, as another body blocked most of the wind and sand.

Without even looking, just smelling a faint tobacco scent, one could tell that she was Wuxie.

Although it was really inappropriate, Ling Yue suddenly remembered the two days he stayed in that rented room, when he heard the girl who shared the room complaining that one of the roommates smoked on the balcony, leaving a smell of smoke on his clothes every time he washed them.

They also talked about the dangers of secondhand and thirdhand smoke.

Ling Yue smelled the tobacco on Wu Xie and wondered if it was secondhand or thirdhand smoke. He wondered if Wu Xie was deliberately poisoning him with such a harmful smell.

I could feel that Wu Xie's breathing was becoming increasingly short and labored, clearly because his mouth and nose were filled with sand and he was having difficulty breathing.

Ling Yue's meridians trembled slightly, and his internal energy was released, forming an invisible barrier that protected Wu Xie's face.

Sensing this change, Wu Xie opened his eyes and happened to meet Ling Yue, who was being held in his arms, looking up at him with his head slightly tilted back.

In the narrow space created by his body, their eyes met and their breaths mingled.

Wu Xie wanted to smile at her, but first he saw Ling Yue's lips curl into a faint smile, and she even winked at him with her beautiful eyes.

At such close range, Wu Xie had to admit that he was truly bewitched by her at that moment.

However, before his heart could race, he heard Ling Yue say softly, "I promised I would help you. This is a deposit."

Wu Xie's heart, which had just finished preparing to accelerate, suddenly and obediently returned to its normal state.

He closed his eyes and chose to play dead.

Ling Yue disagreed; he would eventually understand just how wise and insightful his decision had been last night.

After what seemed like an eternity, the sandstorm finally passed.

Ling Yue waited for a while and found that Wu Xie was still pretending to be dead with his eyes closed. They could hear Wang Meng calling for the boss from outside.

Ling Yue looked up and bumped Wu Xie's chin with the back of his head. "Get out of the way!"

Wu Xie then shook the thick sand off his head and sat up.

Ling Yue sat down next to him, raised her hand and pulled open her loose high ponytail, revealing a head of long hair that was slightly reddish in the sunlight, like a piece of shimmering satin.

After looking at it for a while, Wu Xie couldn't help but say, "Your hair doesn't look like it hasn't been washed for days."

He received a glare from Ling Yue.

He really knows how to bring up the most sensitive topics. She was already feeling terrible, and she could have just ignored it, but he had to bring it up anyway. He's really asking for a beating!

Wu Xie understood what she meant, gave a sheepish smile, and turned to look at the others.

Li Cu, who was being protected at the bottom by Ling Yue, also squinted and groggily got up. Seeing Ling Yue brushing the sand out of his hair, he chimed in, "It's true, you look this good even without washing your hair. If you washed it, wouldn't you be so slippery you'd be doing a spider's split?"

Ling Yue was rendered speechless by the two of them. After taking a few photos of the sand, she combed her hair back with her fingers.

Without a comb, and with sand in her fingers and hair, she couldn't comb it properly. Ling Yue had no choice but to gather her hair to the side and loosely braid it into a braid to make do.

After the two of them mentioned it, Ling Yue started to feel disgusted with his hair, which hadn't been washed for several days.

I always feel like my fingers are covered in hair oil after I comb my hair.

Ling Yue: "..."

The more I think about it, the more upset I get!

Looking at Wu Xie and Li Cu sitting on either side of him, Ling Yue finally couldn't hold back and slapped one of them on the back of the head.

Seeing the two of them simultaneously raise their hands to cover the back of their heads and stare at her with blank expressions, Ling Yue's irritation subsided considerably.

Without offering a single explanation, Ling Yue stood up, patted the yellow sand off his clothes, took out his cloth bag and casually tucked it into his belt, then took off his coat and shook it vigorously upside down.

A large amount of sand was suddenly shaken out of the coat with its deep pockets.

Wu Xie was positioned directly in the direction Ling Yue was tucking the bag into; when he looked up, he could see the square printed on the bottom of the bag.

For some reason, as he looked at it, it seemed somewhat familiar. "What's in your bag?"

Naturally, he did not receive a response from Ling Yue.

After his backpack was empty, Ling Yue threw it away and put the cloth bag in the inside pocket of his coat. He didn't know what was inside, but it was quite a large piece and didn't seem to mind the discomfort of it being in his pocket.

However, upon seeing the dark green bamboo cane tucked diagonally into her lower back, Wu Xie realized that his worries were unnecessary.

That bamboo cane must weigh at least two hundred pounds.

This means she trekked for so many days in the desert without food or water.

Everyone else was exhausted to the point of fainting, but she still had a burly man strapped to her lower back and was full of energy.

Wu Xie was truly impressed; he always felt that even if Xiao Ge came, he might not be able to compare.

Thinking back to how he had rushed over to shield her without a second thought, Wu Xie couldn't help but laugh at his own foolishness.

But since I had already done it, I didn't think much about it at the time.

Now we can't just take a break and go back to the moment, then slap our own impending backlash!

Ma Rila was hiding not far from Ling Yue and the others. Now that everyone had gotten up, Boss Ma and Old Mai were the first to come and find Ma Rila.

Ling Yue pulled Ma Ri up first and asked him, "Can you still smell the lake now?"

Marila looked up, sniffed, and jumped up excitedly: "It's right ahead! This time I can really smell it!"

Before anyone else could speak, Ling Yue urged Marila, "Then hurry up and lead the way."

He pulled Li Cu back with his hand and urged Wu Xie with his eyes.

Wu Xie nodded, called to Wang Meng, and then said to the group who were about to give up, "The desert is like Marila's home. He doesn't want to die here either. If he says it exists, then it must exist. Let's all hang in there!"

These words gave everyone a boost of energy, and in their excitement, they walked for a while longer.

However, the human body cannot be controlled by willpower, especially for ordinary people.

The first to collapse were several members of the film crew.

Old Mai and the others naturally didn't want to bother with them. Wu Xie sighed, turned around and started dragging people away, and Li Cu also dragged one away. Since the boss was dragging people away, Wang Meng naturally followed suit.

In the end, only Grandpa Zeng and Director Wang remained.

Marila looked left and right, front and back, and felt that he should lend a hand, but he was unwilling to expend his energy on this matter.

Ling Yue gave him a piece of advice: "You just need to lead the way, don't worry about anything else."

He went back by himself, dragging one leg with each hand, and carried Grandpa Zeng and Director Wang backwards.

Wu Xie looked up and saw this scene, and suddenly burst out laughing.

He remembered a long time ago, when the young man had also dragged a small flower along in the desert.

Back then, at least Xiao Hua had a hood to cushion her head, but now Zeng Ye and Director Wang are just dragging her along.