My Corpse is Bohemian

An Bu followed the rope to the bottom of the pit. The searchlight on the helmet illuminated the surroundings. It could be roughly seen that it was a space of less than forty square meters. One of the holes, a stream of dead air overflowed from the hole, forming a vortex in the air, blowing layers of dust mist.

In order not to get out of Mistress Cat's protective circle, An Bu hung in the air with the rope, lowered his head and glanced, and soon found the soldier who fainted at the bottom of the pit, only four or five meters away from her.

An Bu silently calculated in his heart, as long as he moved faster and jumped down and dragged the person into the protection circle, it should not take a minute. In such a short period of time, death qi won't have much impact on her.

Making up his mind, An Bu jumped up, tapped his toes on the ground, and swiftly rushed to the soldier's side, dragged his arm with one hand, grabbed his collar with the other, lifted him up, and put him on his back. up, tethered into a ball, and then quickly ran back.

"Mr. Jane, pull us up." An Bu raised his head and shouted at the entrance of the cave.

The top of the sling used a pulley, and it only took two or three minutes to pull the two together.

When Jian Ningxuan heard An Bu's voice, he hurriedly operated the pulley and carefully retrieved it.

An Bu slowly ascended with the soldiers on his back, and entered the upper body of the cat master's protection circle first, and instantly felt the warmth of spring. The lower body, which was still outside the circle, was still drifting in the gloomy wind.

Just as An Bu was getting closer to the exit, the dazed soldier opened his eyes abruptly, as if he had been stimulated by some kind of stimulus. His eyes were filled with black energy, and his eyes stared at the back of An Bu's neck. Badly aligned teeth...

pat! The flea-like **** sprang out of nowhere, laying on the soldier's forehead, stretching his tentacles, his translucent body undulating slightly, breathing evenly. But for a moment, the black energy in the soldier's eyes gradually faded and finally disappeared.

Although Qingming has not fully recovered, it is no longer as ferocious as before.

He leaned on An Bu's shoulder in a daze, and while his body swayed, he unconsciously hugged the person in front of him with both hands, and his palms grabbed where they shouldn't be.

An Bu slapped his paw down unceremoniously, the slight pain made the soldier's eyes flash black again, and he showed great indignation at the person who prevented him from hitting his chest.

He raised his arms and squeezed An Bu's neck tightly, as if trying to strangle her to death.

An Bu didn't change his face, and let him strangle to death. If strangled, he would be considered a powerful person. Anyway, the tofu from the old corpse can't be eaten by him.

But after dozens of seconds, the soldier slowly let go of his hand, the black energy in his eyes dissipated a lot under the purification of the cheap, and the whole person pressed down on An Bu's back softly.

A few minutes later, An Bu and the two successfully climbed out of the pothole. Jian Ningxuan quickly reached out to respond, and other soldiers not far away cheered.

An Bu untied the sling and handed the confused soldier to Jian Ningxuan.

"His condition is not very good, you should take care of him first."

"Yeah." Jian Ningxuan helped the soldiers to walk towards the place where everyone was. After walking five or six meters, he suddenly felt wrong. He turned his head to look, but saw that An Bu was still standing at the entrance of the cave, his clothes were rattling by the gloomy wind. . The whole person seems to be shrouded in clouds and mist, like a ghost.

"Step by step." Jian Ningxuan stopped and looked at her intently.

An Bu looked back and smiled: "You go first, I'll come right away."

"I'm waiting for you."

"Then go a little further and stand twenty meters away. I won't call you, so don't lean over." An Bu warned carefully. Later, she will gather all the overflowing death energy, and then seal it to the ground. If the cat master is here, the death energy will not get close at all.

Jian Ningxuan frowned, but in the end she didn't say much. She carried the soldiers to the distance instructed by An Bu and handed them over to Captain Yan and the others who were approaching. In the cloudy wind, he stared at An Bu.

Not long after Jian Ningxuan left, the death energy around her immediately rushed towards An Bu like a gust of wind and waves, drowning her in an instant. An Bu calmed down and used the anger he had accumulated to resist the rushing death qi. In this area covered with death energy, she didn't pay attention at all, and there was no sign of death on Jian Ningxuan's body...

The soldiers in the distance only felt that it was dark in front of them. The next second, An Bu suddenly disappeared from their sight. When they looked closely, her figure appeared again.

Such a bizarre scene shocked the soldiers. However, they soon gave up on Anbu. As the dead qi gathered more and more, the consciousness of the soldiers gradually became blurred, and various negative emotions flooded into their hearts...

An Bu still underestimated the terrifyingness of this dead energy. With her current anger value, but in just three minutes, she felt a little powerless, and her anger value was consumed at a rate of 30 points per second.

An Bu clenched his teeth and used his blood-stained fingers to draw the formation on a slate with difficulty. Every stroke was very laborious, and his fingertips brought a hint of cold air, instantly freezing the corpse blood on the slate.

As if being summoned, the surrounding death energy circled and tossed around the slate, and a scream, with endless despair and pain, echoed in An Bu's ears. This is the residual thoughts of countless Yin spirits, and it is also the negative energy formed after the spirit is separated from the body. All things have a spirit, all because of love. The emotions of the living are the source of death energy, and only the ruthless and lustless dead can control death energy.

But Anbu is affectionate.

When she kept saving lives and trying to live like a normal person, she already had more positive energy than anyone else. It's just that she thought she had no feelings, just a living corpse that could lose herself at any time.

Although the body is in the dark, the heart is open to the sun.

An Bu's eyes filled with black mist, blood congealed all over his body, and his muscles became as stiff as a stone. Only the fingers are still sketching with trembling.

The desire and love for life made her will become extremely firm. Hearing, sight, smell, touch, and taste are disappearing little by little, and only belief is standing like an iron wall.

There was nothing in front of him, but in An Bu's heart, there was a faint hint of happiness, like a glimmer of light before dawn, indicating that a new day is coming.

The last stroke fell, and the formation made of the blood was successfully completed. Anbu picked up the slate and threw it in the direction of the pothole. All of a sudden, the surrounding dead energy chased the slate and poured into the hole like a tide. , After dozens of seconds, the fierce overcast wind gradually dissipated, and the earth returned to tranquility.

An Bu fell back and lay rigidly on the ground, waiting for the cat owner to pick her up.

However, after waiting for a long time, he did not appear.

At this moment, An Bu couldn't hear, couldn't see, couldn't make a sound, couldn't smell, and his body was stiff. He didn't know what was going on outside.

Mr. Jane?

She struggled to move her limbs and turned over, facing where Jian Ningxuan might be, opening her eyes wide, trying to see something.

What about Mr. Jane? What about those soldiers?

Death Qi has been sealed, you can approach.

An Bu moved a little bit on the ground, trying to stand up several times without success.

Although this dead aura didn't erode her memory, it seriously eroded her corpse and couldn't return to normal in a short time. She now wants to hug her cat owner and recharge her energy in his arms as before.

But where is the cat owner?

An Bu looked around at a loss, without a trace of expression in his eyes.

She dragged her heavy body and crawled aimlessly.

Just a few dozen meters in front of her left, Jian Ningxuan was lying in a pool of blood, with wounds on her right shoulder, back, and head, as if she had been hit by several different tools. Around him, there were also soldiers lying on the ground, all of them with blood on their bodies, as if they had just experienced a fierce fight.

An Bu crawled by feeling for a few minutes without finding anything, so he changed his direction and continued to crawl.

In the huge open space, dozens of living people were lying all over the place, and only one corpse was moving slowly.

He didn't know how long he had been crawling, but An Bu's palm suddenly touched an object. He couldn't feel the temperature, but he could tell from the shape that he was a person.

An Bu regained his spirits, groped for a moment on this person, and then took him as the center, and slowly explored the surroundings.

One, two, three... She silently counted the number of people in her heart until she counted to "twenty-nine", but she couldn't find the person she was looking for.

An Bu started searching again, her hands were covered with dust and blood, but she didn't notice it.

She clearly knew that as long as Mr. Jian was still there, she could sense his breath. If she couldn't sense it, it meant that something must have happened to him...

Anbu stopped when he groped for one of them for the second time.

Although she didn't sense the familiar majestic anger, the breath left on the finger that had worn the Eye of Eros before confirmed her identity.

The reason why she can remain calm is because he is still alive, but the breath of life is very weak.

He must be taken to the hospital as soon as possible.

An Bu took out the phone from him and wanted to call an ambulance, but she couldn't see it, couldn't speak, and couldn't even turn on the chain screen.

Mr. Jane!

An Bu pushed Jian Ningxuan's body hard, his mouth kept opening and closing, and he silently called his name.

Mr. Jane!

There was a sense of despair and powerlessness in her heart, and now she seemed to be in another dimension, completely unable to communicate with the outside world. Although it won't take long for her to return to normal, Jian Ningxuan's body is getting weaker and weaker, and there is not much time for her to slowly recover.

The book of life and death is in a stagnant state at this time, reorganizing the data, and temporarily cannot mobilize the anger to quickly restore the perception.

Mr Jane...

An Bu could only call out his name over and over again.

At this moment, An Bu's right hand was suddenly caught.

"Step by step..." A weak voice came from Jian Ning's mouth.

An Bu couldn't hear him, only that he woke up with a happy smile on his face.

Mr. Jane, are you all right? Call an ambulance and go to the hospital!

Jian Ningxuan felt a pain in her heart when she saw her mouth open and closed, but she didn't make any sound.

Then his eyes fell on her hand, which was covered with scars, and the broken flesh was mixed with a lot of gravel and soil.

He struggled to half prop up his body, took the mobile phone from An Bu's hand, and called the ambulance and the assistant successively. After doing this, he almost exhausted all his strength, and the massive blood loss made him feel dizzy.

Jian Ningxuan stretched out her hand, wanting to hold An Bu, but reached it in the air, and finally hung down weakly, her eyes darkened, and she fell into a coma again.

Mr. Jane, how are you?

Mr. Jane, please don't have any trouble.

I'm not ready to say goodbye to you...