Anbu followed the rope to the bottom of the pit. The searchlight on the helmet illuminated the surroundings. You can roughly see that this is a space of less than 40 square meters. The damp earth wall is like a honeycomb, covered with holes of various sizes. A stream of dead air overflowed from the holes, forming a vortex in the air, blowing up layers of dust and mist.

In order not to get out of the cat owner's protective circle, Anbu pulled the rope and hung in the air. He looked down and quickly found the soldier who fainted at the bottom of the pit. He was only four or five meters away from her.

An Bu calculated silently in his mind. As long as he moves faster, he jumps down and drags the person into the protection circle, it should take less than a minute. In such a short time, the dead energy will not have much impact on her.

He made up his mind and leaped up. He gently tapped his toes on the ground, rushed to the soldier quickly, dragging his arm with one hand, holding his collar with the other, lifting him up hard, putting him on his back, trapping him in a ball with a rope, and then running back quickly.

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

The top of the rope is made of pulleys, and it takes only two or three minutes to pull the two people up.

Jian Ningxuan heard An Bu's voice and quickly operated the pulley and carefully recycled it.

Anbu slowly rose with the soldiers on his back, first entering the upper body of the cat owner's protective circle, instantly feeling the warmth of spring, and the lower body, which was still outside the circle, was still floating in the cold wind.

Just as Anbu approached the exit little by little, the originally dizzy soldier seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulation. He suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with black air. He stared at Anbu's back neck with a stern look, opening his mouth, revealing two rows of untidy teeth...

Slap! The flea-like naughty jumped out from somewhere, lay on the soldier's forehead, stretched his tentacles, and his translucent body undulates slightly, breathing evenly. After a moment, the black air in the soldier's eyes gradually faded and eventually disappeared.

Although the Qingming Festival has not yet been fully restored, it is no longer as ferocious as before.

He leaned on Anbu's shoulder in a daze. As his body swayed, he unconsciously hugged the person in front of him, and his palms grabbed the place he shouldn't have grasped.

An Bu slapped his paws without hesitation. The slight pain made the soldier's eyes again, showing great indignation at the person who was hindering his attack on his chest.

He raised his arm and tightly tied up Anbu's neck, as if trying to strangle her to death.

Anbu's face did not change his expression and let him pinch it to death. If he strangled it to death, he was considered to be powerful. Anyway, the old corpse's tofu could not be eaten by him.

In just a few dozen seconds, the soldier slowly let go of his hand. The black air in his eyes disappeared a lot under the purification of the cheap man, and his whole body pressed on Anbu's back with soft stomp.

A few minutes later, An Bu and his two men successfully climbed out of the pit. Jian Ningxuan quickly reached out to answer, and other soldiers not far away also cheered.

Anbu untied the rope and handed the mischievous soldier to Jian Ningxuan.

"He is not in good condition, please take care of it first."

"Yes." Jian Ningxuan helped the soldiers and walked towards the location where everyone was. After walking for five or six meters, he suddenly felt something was wrong. When he turned around, he saw An Bu still standing at the entrance of the cave, and his clothes were blown by the cold wind. He seemed to be shrouded in clouds, like a ghost.

"By step." Jian Ningxuan stopped and looked at her with a calm look.

Anbu looked back and smiled: "You go there first, I'll come soon."

"I'm waiting for you."

"Then you go a little further and stand twenty meters away. If I don't call you, don't lean over." An Bu reminded carefully. She would gather all the overflowing dead energy later and seal it to the ground. If the cat owner stood here, the dead energy would not be close to her at all.

Jian Ningxuan frowned, but in the end he didn't say much. After holding the soldiers to the distance Anbu ordered, handing the person over to Captain Yan and others who were approaching him, he refused to move one more step. He stood upright in the cold wind, staring at Anbu steadily.

Not long after Jian Ningxuan left, the death aura around him immediately rushed towards Anbu like a strong wind and waves, instantly submerging her. Anbu restrained his mind and used the accumulated vitality to resist the rushing death aura. In this area covered by death aura, she did not pay any attention. There was a sign of death on Jian Ningxuan without any warning...

The soldiers in the distance felt darker in front of them. The next second, Anbu suddenly disappeared from their sight. When she looked at them again, her figure appeared again.

Such a strange scene shocked the soldiers. However, they quickly didn't care about peace. As the death aura gathered more and more, the soldiers' consciousness gradually became blurred, and various negative emotions surged into their hearts...

An Bu still underestimated the terrible sensation of this dead energy. With her current anger value, she felt a little overwhelmed in just three minutes. The anger value was consumed in large quantities at a rate of 30 points per second.

Anbu gritted his teeth and used his fingers stained with corpse blood to outline the formation on a stone slab with difficulty. Each stroke was very laborious, and the fingertips brought a hint of cold air, which instantly frozen the blood on the stone slab.

The death energy around it was as if it was summoned, circling around the stone slab, and screaming sounded in Anbu's ears with endless despair and pain. This is the residual thought of countless ghosts, and it is also the negative energy formed by the spirit of separation from the sky. All things have spirits, all because of emotions. The emotions of living people are the source of death energy, and only the ruthless and desireless dead people can control the death energy.

But be at peace and have feelings.

When she kept saving lives and trying to live like a normal person, she already had more positive energy than anyone else. But she thought she had no feelings, just a zombie that would lose herself at any time.

Although I am in darkness, my heart is facing the sun.

Anbu's eyes were filled with black mist, blood was clotting all over his body, and his muscles became as stiff as stones. Only his fingers were still tremblingly outlining.

Her desire and love for life have made her will extremely firm. Her hearing, vision, smell, touch, and taste are disappearing little by little, but only faith stands like a wall of iron.

There was nothing in front of me, but a hint of happiness appeared in Anbu's heart, just like a glimmer of light before dawn, indicating that a new day is coming.

The last stroke fell, and the formation made of corpse blood was successfully completed. I picked up the stone slab and threw it towards the direction of the pit. In an instant, the death energy around me chased the stone slab and poured into the cave like a tide. After dozens of seconds, the fierce cold wind gradually dissipated and the earth returned to tranquility.

Anbu fell back and lay stiffly on the ground, waiting for the cat owner to pick her up.

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

Anbu couldn't hear, see, make noises, smells, and is also very stiff. He had no idea what was happening outside.

Mr. Jian?

She struggled to move her limbs, struggled to turn over, facing the possible location of Jian Ningxuan, and opened her eyes wide, trying to see something.

Where is Mr. Jian? What about those soldiers?

The dead energy has been sealed, you can get closer.

Anbu moved little by little on the ground, but he tried to stand up several times but failed.

Although this dead energy did not erode her memory, it seriously eroded her body and could not recover from normal in a short period of time. She now wanted to hug her cat owner and replenish her vitality in his arms like before.

But where is the cat owner?

Anbu looked around in a daze, without a trace of his eyes.

She dragged her heavy body and crawled aimlessly.

Just tens of meters ahead of her left, Jian Ningxuan was lying in a pool of blood, with a wound on his right shoulder, back and head, as if he had been injured by several different tools. Around him, there were soldiers lying around him, all of whom were covered in blood, as if they had just experienced a fierce battle.

Anbu crawled for a few minutes based on his feelings, but found nothing, so he changed direction and continued to crawl.

On the huge open space, dozens of living people were lying everywhere, with only one corpse moving.

I don’t know how long I crawled, but Anbu’s palm suddenly touched an object. He couldn’t feel the temperature, but he could tell from his shape that he was a person.

Anbu was excited and fumbled on this person for a moment, then slowly explored around with him as the center of the circle.

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

Anbu started searching again, her hands and body covered with dust and blood, but she didn't realize anything.

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

When she found one of them the second time, Anbu stopped.

Although she did not sense the familiar and powerful anger, the ring on his finger allowed her to confirm her identity.

The reason why she was able to remain calm was because he was still alive, but his breath of life was very weak.

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

Anbu took out his cell phone and wanted to call an ambulance, but she couldn't see it, couldn't speak, and the chain screen couldn't be opened.

Mr. Jian!

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

Mr. Jian!

A sense of despair and powerlessness surged in her heart. Now she seemed to be in another space and could not communicate with the outside world at all. Although she would be able to return to normal in a short time, the increasingly weakening life breath of Jian Ningxuan's body had not much time to slowly recover.

The Life and Death Book is in a stagnant state at this time and is reorganizing the data. It is temporarily unable to mobilize the vitality and quickly restore perception.

Mr. Jian…

Anbu could only shout his name over and over again.

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

"By step..." A faint voice came from Jian Ningxuan's mouth.

Anbu couldn't hear it, only knowing that he was awake, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

Mr. Jian, are you okay? Call an ambulance and go to the hospital!

Jian Ningxuan couldn't help but feel ache when she saw her mouth open and closed, but she didn't make any sound.

Her eyes then fell on her hands, covered with scars, and the broken flesh was mixed with a lot of gravel and soil shavings.

He struggled to half-support his body, took his cell phone from Anbu's hand, and called the ambulance and assistant one after another. After doing this, he almost exhausted all his strength, and the large amount of blood loss made him feel dizzy.

Jian Ningxuan stretched out his hand and wanted to hold Anbu, but reached into the air, and finally he hung down weakly. His eyes went dark and he fell into a coma again.

Mr. Jian, are you okay?

Mr. Jian, please don’t have any trouble.
Chapter completed!