Ran Xi was speechless, and was dragged to the kitchen by He Yan.

The kitchen passed by the study, and Ran Youmiao, Lin Xuancheng, Yan Yiyun and the others all went to the study. He Youfan rested in the room. The last contract said, He Youfan should not move well, and calmly rely on pure blood and toxins in the body. Whether it can be good or not depends on her own creation.

Yan Yiyun couldn't see that he had to do coolies with his will, pulling Ran Youmao and Lin Xuancheng, even if he couldn't understand the ancient texts, it was good to help carry the book.

Ran Youmiao and Lin Xuancheng unanimously expressed their impatience, but they did it anyway.

When Ran Xiyan and He Yan passed by, an impatient low roar came from inside: "Shut up, be quiet!"

He Yan's eyes lit up, pushed open the door, everyone's eyes focused on her, she smiled gracefully, and looked at the testament, "The beauty of the testament can be described as domineering." ”

"It's all because he's too noisy. Lin Xuancheng silently pointed at Yan Yiyun, Yan Yiyun passed behind Lin Xuancheng with more than a dozen thick books, and when he heard this, he was very furious: "What do you mean by me arguing? Can I quarrel without you?"

Lin Xuancheng sneered, Yan Yiyun was upset, and wanted to hit Lin Xuancheng with his free hand, so much so that he forgot that he was holding more than a dozen books, his center of gravity was unstable, and the whole person fell towards Lin Xuancheng. Lin Xuancheng's eyebrows raised, and before he could dodge, he was pressed between the bookshelves by more than a dozen books, including Yan Yiyun, and the huge bookshelves shook a few times, and there was a tendency to fall.

He Yan decided not to be the fish in the pond that was affected, took a few steps back, and hid behind Ran Xiyan.

The testament glanced at He Yin, stretched out his hand, and the bookshelf was surrounded by a blue force, and it was finally stable.

A thin book fell on the bookshelf, which happened to smash on Yan Yiyun's head who was pressing on Lin Xuancheng's body.

Lin Xuancheng was angry, and kicked Yan Yiyun in the face without giving face, more than a dozen books fell to the ground in an uproar, Yan Yiyun covered his head and face, He Yan smiled too impersonally, Lin Xuancheng said: "You deserve it." ”

Yan Yiyun saw which book hit him, and after seeing the book that was not too thick, his eyes lit up, put the book in his hand, and flipped through it over and over: "Oh, I miss this book so much, I loved to read this book when I was a child." ”

"Sure enough, it's old enough, and it's off the page. Lin Xuancheng said lightly.

Yan Yiyun exploded: "Mao! This book is well protected, where is the page off!"

Lin Xuancheng took out a piece of paper from his side: "This, I watched it fall from the book." ”

Yan Yiyun took the piece of paper suspiciously, looked at it carefully, and his face gradually turned pale.

"It turns out that ...... here" Yan Yiyun muttered, attracting a faint gaze to look at him, with hope in his eyes.

Could it be that it is the way to resurrect Zhuxiqin?

The face of the testament also changed slightly, and with a hook of his fingers, the piece of paper flew out of Yan Yiyun's hand and fell into the hands of the testament.

He Yan knew that things had changed, and glanced up at Ran Xiyan, and then looked at the last covenant with a solemn expression.

Yan Yiyun seemed to be stuck in the past, and laughed sadly: "It turns out that my brother has long known that he will die, and she will follow." ”

Therefore, he wrote down the method of how to resurrect the dead, and put it in his favorite book, knowing that he loved her, wanted him to resurrect her, and then loved her well.

However, it was still too late.

He only saw that way now.

"Living sacrifice. The last promise was expressionless, and his blue and black eyes seemed to divide him into two sides, one side was light and the other was dark, he looked extremely demonic, and his lips were slightly curved, "To resurrect her, she needs a living sacrifice." ”

"It's not the same. Yan Yiyun retorted, "This method is when the human body still exists." Zhuxiqin's body is no longer there, only the soul remains, and the living sacrifice may not work. ”

"It worked. The blackness in the eyes of the testament was even deeper, and looking at Yan Yiyun, an aura that no one was allowed to refute was suddenly suppressed, making people breathless, "As long as there is an ice wall, it is useful." ”

Thinking of something, the eyes of the testament swept towards Ran Xiyan, and he sneered: "It's just the flesh, and it's recreated."

"With a wall of ice. ”