Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

Once back on the road, the car was quiet. Each person had their own thoughts, and no one spoke for a moment.

Shen Mingchao rested her head against the glass window, her mood noticeably more depressed than before. She gazed at the scenery rushing past outside the window, and unconsciously drifted off to sleep again.

It turns out that if a person is in a bad mood, they really can have nightmares after falling asleep.

When Shen Mingchao regained consciousness, his eyes were first squinted by smoke and dust, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

A deafening roar filled my ears, and the ground beneath my feet trembled.

She staggered and looked around. All around her were ruins and broken pieces falling with a crackling sound.

Everything looked like the end of the world.

Shen Mingchao swallowed hard, and just as she forced herself to calm down, the thick fog that had been obscuring her vision suddenly dissipated, and her pupils dilated in shock as she saw an even more horrifying scene!

On the open ground, there was a man lying in a pool of blood. His eyes were half open, as white as paper, and his pupils were covered with a gray haze, but there was a strange smile on his lips.

Clearly, the man on the ground had been dead for a long time.

Shen Mingchao's heart pounded wildly, her mind racing with images of horror movie plots. She was terrified that the man would suddenly rise from the dead and give her a slap in the face.

The unknown is often the most terrifying.

Shen Mingchao instinctively backed away, trying to get as far away from danger as possible.

She had only taken a few steps back when her back suddenly slammed into a thick "wall".

Shen Mingchao froze instantly.

A warm breath sprayed continuously onto her neck, sending shivers down her spine.

"Who are you?"

She asked cautiously.

"Who am I?" The man chuckled, then sneered, "Can't you see for yourself?"

That's right.

Having confirmed that the other person was alive, Shen Mingchao had nothing to fear. She turned around and finally saw the person's face clearly.

The man had cold, sharp eyes, a high nose, and a thin, thin mouth with a faint, cold smile. He had a small braid tied behind his head, and his whole being exuded a nonchalant, devilish charm.

Like a wild rose dipped in poison.

etc--

wrong!

How come this person looks exactly like the dead man on the ground!

Shen Mingchao's eyes widened in horror, and he asked again, "Who are you? Are you a human or a ghost?"

Upon hearing this, the man lowered his head, leaned close to Shen Mingchao's ear, and spoke as if a venomous snake were spitting its tongue.

"Don't you remember me? That's okay. Let me reintroduce myself."

"My name is Wang Can."

"A pitiful person you once abandoned."

Shen Mingchao was filled with questions. She recognized the name Wang Can; Shen Mingyue had mentioned it before, so she figured he was a character from the Tomb Raider series.

But what does this have to do with her?

"Are you mistaken? I don't know you."

After Shen Mingchao finished speaking, she took a step to leave, but the other party reacted even faster and directly grabbed her forearm.

He even went further, pulling her into his arms and holding her upper body tightly.

Shen Mingchao was startled: "What are you doing? Let go of me!"

While the two were arguing, Wang Can suddenly asked, seemingly out of the blue, "How old are you now?"

"Are we that close? What business is it of yours how old I am?"

"Then he must be an adult by now." Wang Can stared intently at Shen Mingchao's face, his eyes sharp, and exclaimed, "His face has really grown up; I almost didn't recognize him."

What's wrong with him now?

Unable to break free, Shen Mingchao hardened his heart and bit the man's forearm.

At first, she was still somewhat restrained and didn't go too far, but later it was discovered that she was still naive.

Who knew she'd run into a real right-hand letter this time!

She struggled for ages, but it was all for nothing, and the man could still watch her and laugh without a care in the world.

She's making everyone laugh so hard they're getting irritated!

*What, did you expect him to bite (xx big xx)?

Wang Can chuckled and teased, "How come you've developed a biting habit after all these years? If you like biting so much..."

He was halfway through his sentence when his gaze suddenly dropped, and his eyes welled up with tears: "How about biting here?"

Shen Mingchao didn't understand and was about to ask a question when she saw the other person's tall figure suddenly press down on her.

Damn! That's indecent!

Alarm bells rang in his mind, and Shen Mingchao reacted extremely quickly, raising his knee and delivering a lightning-fast blow that sent his opponent flying!

No man could withstand such a blow.

Wang Can gasped in pain, involuntarily bending over and gritting his teeth.

"You're as ruthless as ever."

Shen Mingchao had no interest in listening to what this person was saying. She pushed Wang Can away and ran away.

This guy doesn't look serious at all; she'd better slip away quickly.

But as she ran, her consciousness suddenly became hazy, and after a flash of white light, she knew nothing more.

Wang Can chased after her, and as he watched the girl's body become transparent, his heart was filled with bitterness.

They promised to take him away from the Wang family after everything was over and to take him to find his younger brother, but in the end, it was all for nothing.

[Wang Han, you've broken your promise after all.]

While Shen Mingchao was immersed in his dream, chaos had already broken out outside.

It was Zhang Qiyu, who was exceptionally sensitive to everything, who was the first to notice that something was wrong with Shen Mingchao.

The girl slept very restlessly, tossing and turning in the narrow chair, occasionally uttering a few indistinct murmurs.

Just as Zhang Qilin reached out, his forearm was suddenly grabbed, the tightening force causing him to pause slightly.

Wu Xie noticed the commotion in the back seat and quickly asked, "Hey bro, what's wrong?"

"nightmare."

"Is she having another nightmare?"

"Again?!" Xie Yuchen's expression suddenly turned serious, and he guessed, "Is it because you overused your ability?"

His face was tense, and his mind was in turmoil.

The consequence of prolonged contact was that he completely lost control of his emotions. His guilt reached its peak at this moment, and he also experienced the feeling of his conscience being eaten away.

Zhang Qilin's expression was grave, and his voice, though extremely low, carried a chilling undertone: "I can't wake him up."

No one would question Zhang Qilin's judgment.

Everyone immediately realized the seriousness of the situation.