I Just Want To Farm

Panting for a while, Qin Yu looked at her to comfort her, and then walked over step by step.

"Actually, I've been to New York many times. I squandered capital with the money of you two local tyrants, but I never wanted to come here to have a look. My second generation ancestor hasn't done enough."

Qin Yu said these words to Qin Feng and the two, and his tone was loose and teasing, as usual.

Qin Feng glanced at her and said angrily, "My money is enough for you to come here anytime and anywhere to see it for hundreds of years."

Then he stopped talking, turned around and walked to the bridge, looking at the magnificent Hudson Estuary in New York in the distance.

As a world-class rich father, he only has money left.

I can't save my wife and daughter's money.

And Wen Qixin's words were: "You have made such a fuss, you probably want to force us to make concessions, wishing you to continue to the second generation ancestor, so that you can live freely for the rest of your life."

Because she did regret it.

What is the use of learning so much? What's the use of inheriting so much?

Wen Liang left, and Qin Yu was leaving too.

"Don't think of me so badly. Although I am indeed a bad person, if I were to choose again, I probably wouldn't bring this pain to you."

It was only when she really fell into this situation that she realized her mistake.

For the sake of D-1777's mission and her own life, she brought unpredictable pain to D-2345.

This is a mistake, and it is also a warning given to her by the Golden House.

Shortcuts mean taking risks, never thinking of yourself as smarter than others.

And the price she has to pay this time is her life and the indelible pain of Xi Jing and others.

But. "But that's the end of it."

Qin Yu said something that the other three people didn't quite understand and were thoughtful, but didn't know what else to say. In silence, she helped the car, and when she raised her hand, Xi Jing handed her the handkerchief.

The blood spat on the handkerchief, it was pitch black, with a strong cold breath.

The blood is cold.

Her body also began to grow cold.

She knows what that means.

The last time the lesion occurred, the retina seemed to be blurred, with a little bit of black.

But it can still be seen that Qin Feng has turned his back in pain, and Wen Qixin is unwilling to look at her again.

The doctors and nurses wanted to come over, but Xi Jing raised his hand to stop them.

Today, she is the calmest one, and she also got a glance from Qin Yu.

Take a look at ten thousand years, Xi Jing thought, so he smiled back.

That smile must be ugly, so Qin Yu turned his face away and walked over step by step.

Jiaojiao climbed up to the bridge and said to Qin Yu: "Later, if you die suddenly and collapse on the spot, I will jump from here."

He was very serious, Qin Yu was taken aback, stared at him for a while, and replied, "Okay."

Jiaojiao smiled and licked her paw.

And Qin Yu walked to the railing.

The Statue of Liberty stands tall in front of her, with her own torch pointing at the sky. Under her feet are broken handcuffs, shackles and chains.

At the previous moment, she had resigned herself to her fate, but at this moment, she looked at the Statue of Liberty and saw the pinnacle of freedom in this century beyond the border.

Suddenly heard Jiaojiao sobbing.

He also heard the suppressed breathing of Wen Qixin and Qin Feng.

I even heard Xi Jing clenched his palms, the caress of his nails and flesh

There was a gust of wind blowing, and many people on the bridge saw the oriental woman in the snow-skinned red dress closed her eyes, opened her hands, and raised her face to meet the wind.

If there is a woman in this world who looks better in the red dress than she does, then there must be no woman who is more beautiful than her when the wind blows the red dress.

It was a gesture of facing freedom and death, as a final farewell to the world.

She is dying, regardless of East and West, regardless of age, almost everyone has a moment of gratitude.

They stamped their feet and watched from a distance.

Including Rosen who silently came to watch from a distance.

But he also seemed to have seen her finally open her eyes and stare at the Statue of Liberty, but she looked up at the sky, her mouth moved, as if she had shouted something.

People nearby heard it.

The wind carried her words.

"If you want me to live, I will live, if you want me to die, I will die. If you are not free, it is my life to fight!"

She is unwilling, she refuses to accept her fate, why!

So what about taking shortcuts, what about making the wrong choice! , Nine times out of ten, so what!

She doesn't believe, doesn't believe that everything she has arranged will be defeated by a mere mutation of the rules of time and space!

I don't believe that everything she planned step by step, gritted her teeth and endured the pain, would be so vulnerable.

If this is her life, from the time she was buried alive, from the time she opened her eyes in the small clinic.

The war has already begun.

But it's not over yet.

She said it wasn't over, so it wasn't over!

When Qin Yu's blood became cold and solidified in the last wave of the virus inside Qin Yu's body, she clung to the railing, her knuckles stiffened, as if she had used her last strength.

She wants to win the tenth or two of the slim vitality.

At that moment, she turned around.

Wearing a red dress, she turned her head lightly and glanced back, her blue hair fluttering in the wind. The charm of that glance lies in the charming eyebrows and eyes, and also in the shallow outline of the corners of the mouth.

Behind her is the Statue of Liberty.

Statue of Liberty is resolute and unyielding, she is weak and haggard, but surprisingly blend together.

At that moment, there was a faint sound in the golden room.

——Huh~~?

It is sound, not words, but a sound from far away in time and space.

Like a man and a woman, cold and vast, mysterious and endless.

Short, puzzled, sigh?

Anyway, Jiaojiao didn't feel it at the time, because he heard the ringtone of the phone first, and Qin Feng's calm but excited voice.

"A breakthrough? Good!"

Turnaround, here we come!

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D-1777, let's not talk about how much shock and worry Xiao Tingyan was caused by Qin Yu's disappearance and the note Jiaojiao brought, and he has no intention of entangled in suspicion, because Xiao Tingyun is ill!

The stage of the disease accelerated, as if it was about to enter the final level-the color of the blood changed.

Xiao Tingyan didn't even care about the turmoil outside, he didn't even shave his beard, he only focused on guarding the sick bed.

She was going to die, and his last relative was going to go too.

Qin Yu disappeared, whether he left because he couldn't be rescued, or if he could be rescued but couldn't come back in time, he didn't even bother to think about it.

He only knew that the person in front of him was entering death step by step.

"Young Marshal, we did our best." The last doctor who persevered to the end said this with a dejected expression on his face.

Xiao Tingyan lowered his head and waved his hands, "Go out."

The adjutant came to report: "Young commander, Commander Wei is here."

"No, close the door."

"yes!"

Everyone backed out, the door was locked tightly, and the entire Shuai Mansion entered a state of complete martial law and closure.

Outside the handsome mansion, Wei Cang stood alone in front of the courtyard gate, looking up at the tall building.

The wind is cold, and the hair is slightly darkened.

Is she really dead?

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Only siblings were left in the huge ward. After a long time, there was a crying sound, and when the tears fell to the ground, there was a slight creaking sound. Xiao Tingyan didn't hear it, and maybe it didn't matter if he heard it - if an assassin came to assassinate him, he would kill him. him.

He doesn't care anymore.

However, a handkerchief came to him.