This is the tomb of King Chu Jing of the Ming Dynasty, purple air soaring to the sky, feng shui dragon vein.

But beneath this dragon vein lies the most evil corpse in the world.

The two were originally incompatible, but now they appear together, this is no longer a simple spear and shield, but a kind of weirdness.

Yan Jun's mind kept flashing the immature face of the corpse under the black fog, of course he was innocent, he was pregnant in October, and before he opened his eyes to see the outside world, he was strangled in swaddling clothes, and then he was refined into an extremely evil corpse fetus.

"Let's go, Master Yan, go see Anzi."

As if he had seen Yan Jun's inner thoughts, Cao Qing just sighed.

There are some things that cannot be looked at with simple ideas, and for them, the corpse must not continue to exist.

If they hadn't killed the corpse, all of them would have ended up as a corpse like Iwazi.

And once it grows up and gradually enters the climate, it may even become a legendary drought fish, which will be a disaster for the world.

"Well, let's go."

Yan Jun nodded, recovered from the silence, and took one last look at the location where the corpse fetus had died, and a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.

The shemales have different paths, and there can only be a situation between them that will never die.

Yan Jun turned around and walked to the aisle, where several guys were scrambling to take care of Anzi.

Anzi, who was leaning against the wall, had her eyes tightly closed, her face was pale, there was no trace of blood on her lips, and the whole person was on the verge of being awake and unconscious.

Anzi's forehead and clothes on her body were already wet with cold sweat, and people would let out a few painful humming sounds from time to time.

"How's it going?"

Seeing him like this, a trace of pain suddenly flashed across Yan Jun's face.

Among the guys, except for Lao Hei, it was Anzi who impressed him the most, and he never seemed to see scheming in him, pure as a blank piece of paper.

Ten minutes ago, he secretly told Yan Jun that he would build a house for his family after he went back this time, and his parents had worked hard all their lives, so it was time for him to make money to support his family and let them live a good life.

But now, he can only lie here, life and death are unpredictable.

"Master Yan, Brother An Zi...... The wounds on his body had become infected, the blood could not be stopped at all, and the person also showed signs of low-grade fever. ”

Hearing Yan Jun ask, one of the guys who was in charge of taking care of him suddenly turned pale, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice.

"And Brother Anzi ......"

"And what?"

Seeing that he was spitting and spitting, wanting to speak and stopping, Yan Jun's face was anxious, and he directly grabbed his shoulder and said in a low voice.

"Master Yan, there was corpse poison in the wound left by that monster on Brother An Zi's back just now, and now it is about to spread to the blood, I'm worried that Brother An Zi won't be able to survive." The guy said with a crying voice.

As soon as the words fell, tears fell from his eyes, and the few guys on the side also looked pained, and a solemn atmosphere enveloped everyone like a cloud of sorrow.

Ptomaine!

Hearing these two words, Yan Jun's heart suddenly cooled a lot, and what he was most worried about still happened.

Corpse poison is the most deadly, not to mention that it is left by monsters of the level of corpse fetus, and there is almost no way to restrain it.

He once just inhaled the corpse poison produced by corpse gas, and almost burped him.

"Why don't you use glutinous rice to pull out poison?"

"Master Yan, glutinous rice is useless at all, we have tried all methods."

The best way to get rid of the poison of the corpse is to use glutinous rice, but the toxicity of the corpse fetus is too heavy, and the glutinous rice does not have any effect at all.

The glutinous rice is useless, Yan Jun only feels that his mind is empty, is Anzi really going to die here today?

Squatting on the ground, Yan Jun gently straightened An Zi, his eyes fell on his back, and after just one glance, his whole person was like being hit hard, even Cao Qing was a little afraid to look directly, and several young guys all held their mouths, for fear that they would cry.

Yasuko's thin back was already a blur of flesh and blood, and a deep wound that could be seen stretched from his left shoulder to his spine, almost tearing his whole body open.

The blood oozed out like a frenzy, staining the strips of disinfectant cloth used to bandage the wound red.

And at that wound, Yan Jun clearly saw that a black mist visible to the naked eye was attached to it, and the blood flowing from his body was black.

The corpse poison has penetrated deep into the bloodstream, and if it spreads further into the bone marrow, even the gods will not be able to save Anzi's life.

Cao Qing on the side, leaning against the wall, smoking fiercely, his eyes were red, and he tried his best to restrain himself.

"Yan ...... Yan Ye. ”

Suddenly, Anzi moved, and his eyes, which had been closed, slowly opened, and when he saw Yan Jun squatting beside him, he subconsciously shouted.

Just one sentence seemed to exhaust all his strength, and his face turned pale again.

"Don't speak, Anzi, you're injured, now your task is to rest." Yan Jun held his hand and whispered.

"Yan Ye...... I, I can't sleep, and I don't dare to sleep, I'm afraid I won't wake up from this sleep. ”

Anzi smiled, his voice was inaudible, but it fell on Yan Jun's ears with a thousand words, and he almost couldn't breathe.

"Don't be stupid, we've already drugged you, get some sleep, and you'll be fine. Don't you still have to save money to build a house for your family, how can you say such unlucky words. ”

"Master Yan, don't lie to me, I know my situation. I'm not afraid of death, I'm just worried about my parents, how sad they would be if they knew. ”

Anzi was already weak, and he couldn't sit up straight, so he could only lean on Yan Jun, and he had to stop and rest for a while after saying a few words.

"Also, Master Yan, can you promise me something?"

"What's the matter?"

Looking at Anzi's green face, Yan Jun only felt a sour nose.

"Don't tell my parents about me, let's talk about it when I find a chance, my mother is still sick, I'm afraid she won't be able to bear it."

When he said this, there was no fear on his face at all, and he was not calm at all like a person who was about to step into the ghost gate, but the more he did, the more uncomfortable Yan Jun became.

Cao Qing next to him, a man in his forties, squatted on the ground and cried silently, crying like a child.

"Well, I promise you, but you also promise me one thing."

Yan Jun nodded, clenched his fists, and did his best not to let the tears fall from his eyes.

"Promise me, live."

Stay alive!

These three words are so simple to say, but for Anzi at the moment, it is tantamount to a challenge of life and death.

The corpse poison had gradually spread through his body, and the blood oozing from the wound was no longer red, but an indescribable black.

A few guys on the side still refused to give up, and they were stunned, and kept slashing Anzi's wounds with a cloth bag full of glutinous rice, trying to pull out the corpse poison in his body, but everyone understood that things had come to this point, and there was no point in doing so.

When everyone around saw this scene, a trace of unbearability flashed across their faces.

Yanzi's bones are not cold, and now Anzi will follow in his footsteps again.

This feeling of watching a person die in front of their eyes and not being able to do anything about it makes everyone's hearts like a knife.