Yan Bai seemed to have forgotten what she had had that night. She got up very regularly, took out the desserts that Ji Baimo had prepared from the refrigerator, ate obediently, and recovered from the injury. She slept with Ji Baimo for the past two nights, burying her head in Ji Baimo's chest, as if she wanted to convey her body temperature to Ji Baimo's body like this.

The result of this is that Yan Bai's body became worse, the wound became worse, and his lips were pale and colorless. When he hugged Ji Baimo, he was like holding a human-shaped ice cube that normal people could not withstand, let alone Yan Bai's gradually weak body now.

"Baibai, dad understands your mood, but you can't keep going like this anymore. It's winter now, but winter is almost over, and summer... the body will rot." Yan Li probably understood Yan Bai's stubbornness. If she had recognized something, she would probably not be able to take anything back. Whether she went to the Ji family to take Ji Baimo away, or now she sleeps with Ji Baimo every day.

His daughter... is already crazy.

He couldn't watch Yan Bai continue like this.

"Mo Mo will wake up after sleeping enough." Yan Bai smiled slightly, turned around and went upstairs again.

Well, she was just waiting for Mo Mo to wake up obediently.

Yan Bai struggled to support the handrail of the stairs and returned to the room.

"Master Host..." 114 spoke aside, with hesitation in its voice, as if he was not sure whether he should say something or not.

It feels sorry for the host. It is precisely because of the feeling that it does not know whether it is better to say this matter, the host will be better or not to tell the host will be better.

"You... forget Ji Baimo, please hide him in your memory."

"..." Yan Bai ignored 114's words. She dipped it in a cotton swab and gently applied it to Ji Baimo's lips. When her eyes fell on Ji Baimo's body, the movement in her hand paused slightly. A large area of ​​purple-red blocks appeared on Ji Baimo's back and shoulders.

That's a corpse spot.

After death, the body of a person stops blood circulation, and corpses will form local parts of the body.

"Mo Mo, the desserts in the refrigerator are almost gone." Yan Bai spoke as usual, her eyes curled, and she murmured to Ji Baimo.

"Master Host!" 114 seemed to have finally made up his decision. It floated directly in front of Yan Bai and spoke to Yan Bai.

"I have a way to revive Ji Baimo!"

After the words of 114 fell, a strange silence in the room fell into a strange silence. Yan Bai raised his eyes and looked at 114. She tilted her head, stared at 114 with dark eyes, looking at the hair that made people make people laugh and said with a smile.

"Be good, tell me."

"Host, I have been hesitating whether to tell you that you should understand that resurrecting a person requires a price, and this price will be borne by you. This is a price you... cannot bear. I don't want you to suffer any injuries, and I don't want you to have any controllable and uncontrollable accidents, so I have been thinking about what is the best choice for you for the Host." 114's voice was a little bitter, and its voice became much weaker.

"Now I figured it out. I've followed the host's big shot and decided that it should be left to you." 114 spoke to Yan Bai.

"What are the methods and costs?" Yan Bai looked at 114 and spoke.

"..." 114 looked at Yan Bai in front of him and told Yan Bai the method and the price word by word.
Chapter completed!